Chapter 17 Ye Xiaoshan who slapped her face
Gu Xinyan shook his head lightly.
"That's a global limited edition custom premium edition black Bentley, the market price, more than nine million a car."
"More than nine million!" Ye Xiaoshan exclaimed, incredulous.
"It's not M coins, it's S coins." Gu Xinyan added.
Ten dollars of M coins is equivalent to one dollar of S coins.
More than 9 million S coins is equal to more than 90 million M coins.
Ye Xiaoshan's eyes lit up, and she couldn't wait to pounce in front of the black Bentley and admire it carefully.
More than 90 million M coins, I can only buy a luxury Bentley.
"Brother Gu, if you like it, I'll ask my dad to buy you one." Ye Xiaoshan is generous.
Gu Xinyan's eyes flashed with consternation.
"Xiaoshan, all the assets of Ye's enterprise combined, can't afford to buy this premium edition black Bentley that is customized in a limited edition around the world."
Ye Xiaoshan's smile froze.
Cheeks, burned red.
It's simply, a living slap in the face.
Her generosity is in Gu Xinyan's eyes.
It's a sarcastic joke.
Gu Xinyan's eyebrows were lightly caged, and he saw Ye Xiaoshan's stunned appearance.
smiled lightly, "Xiaoshan, I have only seen this global limited edition customized premium edition black Bentley at the Tiandu Auto Show, and it is normal for you not to know it when I saw it for the first time in Dongyang City." ”
Ye Xiaoshan reluctantly smiled.
"Huh!" Gu Xinyan snorted softly.
"Brother Gu, what's wrong?" Ye Xiaoshan was unexpected.
"Look." Gu Xinyan was slightly stunned.
Ye Xiaoshan's eyes widened, looking at the scene in front of her in disbelief.
Teeth, biting the lip flap tightly.
The blood was gone, and the spurting jealousy and anger made the cheeks distort.
Like a demon with teeth and claws.
——
The doors of the world-limited edition Prestige Edition Black Bentley open.
Song Yuyi carefully put Ye Qinqin in her arms into the car.
Graceful and noble figure, gentle as water.
The jade-like eyes are full of pity.
Every move reveals the luxury and elegance of the high.
The slender fingers were as long as jade, gently caressing the wound on Ye Qinqin's palm.
It seems that he is the one who is hurting.
"Qinqin, I'll take you to the hospital to treat the wound." Song Yuyi's voice was low and hoarse, revealing forcibly suppressed anger.
In front of him, Ye Qinqin was injured.
He didn't believe that Ye Qinqin would fall for no reason.
The sharp light of the eyes is unfathomable.
Ye Qinqin's heart was warm, when she was embarrassed, Brother Yi always appeared like a god.
"Brother Yi, I'm fine, a small wound."
Ye Qinqin felt bitter in his heart, his thoughts were flying, and the past was like a tide.
Every time, Ye Xiaoshan designed to be framed.
No matter how she argues, it's her fault.
Song Yuyi sat on the other side of Ye Qinqin.
Stretch out your hand and let Ye Qinqin lean on.
Ye Qinqin came back to his senses and snuggled up in Song Yuyi's arms.
Smelling the melancholy emanating from Song Yuyi's body, with the smell of mysterious and noble perfume.
Peace of mind.
Fall asleep.
Song Yuyi's eyes were charming, looking at the picturesque and beautiful face in his arms.
fingers, gently rubbing the fair and delicate skin.
Smelling the gentle fragrance, the temptation is uncertain.
His eyes flickered to her injured fingers.
The expression is fierce.
"Drive." Song Yuyi said coldly.
"Yes."
In the cab, Nangong Qingchen stepped on the accelerator.
"Bring up the surveillance at that café." Song Yuyi's voice was cold.
"Song Shao, that café is opened by me personally." Nangong Qingchen pleaded.
angered Song Shao, he was afraid that the café would be demolished.
Song Yuyi snorted coldly, "Send someone to teach her a lesson." ”
Nangong Qingchen nodded hurriedly.
Just don't tear down his café.
It's all well said.