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Today, Jiayin suddenly made such a fuss, and he probably needed to be quiet alone.

The two looked at each other and drove away.

After Ye Wuge said goodbye to everyone, he didn't say anything to anyone, and drove directly towards the top of the mountain in the suburbs.

The accelerator pedal has been stepped to the bottom, and the numbers on the dashboard are rising at a terrifying speed, and even the scenery outside the car window is gradually blurring.

Occasionally, there were pedestrians on the road, and they let out exclamations, and the sound whistled in their ears.

On the winding mountain road, there were young gentlemen who were racing with beautiful women, and Ye Wuge's car whizzed past the edge of the cliff on the side of the road.

The whistle sounded everywhere in an instant, and there were people driving after him, trying to compete with him.

Ye Wuxing's steering wheel slammed inward, directly drawing an S-shaped curve on the narrow winding road, blocking all the cars behind.

Then he stepped on the accelerator like an arrow off the string, and disappeared from everyone's field of vision in an instant.

Ye Wuge pursed his lips and drove all the way along the winding mountain road to the top of the mountain.

The sound of emergency braking sounded harshly, and the car rushed forward dozens of meters under the action of inertia before it could stop on the edge of the cliff.

Ye Wuge opened the car door, leaned on the car, took a cigarette from the car, lit it, put it to his lips and took a hard puff.

The spicy smell of nicotine ran down his nose and throat, and the smoke from his mouth quickly dissipated into the breeze at the top of the mountain.

Ye Wuge squinted at the starry sky in the distance, the Ye family was a big family, the family was extremely complicated, in order to compete for power and profit, there were people who were intriguing and calculating something all the time.

Before he could move out of the Ye family, he had already seen too many dirty methods, and he had also seen too many unbearable transactions, including physical transactions between men and women.

In their eyes, there is no so-called love between men and women, which is just a means to get fame and money.

His heart had long been numb, and later he moved out of the Ye family and made a name for himself in the entertainment industry.

The women who came to him one after another, desperately crawling into his bed, were just for money and fame.

In the past thirty years of his life, he has never had the idea of spending his life with any woman.

Cayin's presence was a special case, the only woman who approached him without a purpose.

He was ten years older than her, and when he was seventeen, he went to London with Mo Li, met her in the dark, and hid in the corner crying because he couldn't find his father because he twisted his foot.

A small lump, with tears on her lovely and delicate face, looks particularly pitiful.

Later, he went to the doctor behind her back and bought her lollipops.

Later, the little girl entangled him. All kinds of crawling bed, all kinds of naughty trick-or-treating.

At first, he thought it was just her childlike nature, playful and naughty, so he didn't care.

Aside from the occasional headache from her, he never had any other thoughts.

Sometimes she can't help it, so she hides out.

Perhaps it was the relationship between An Ziqi and Xiao Moli that made him see love and hope again.

Gradually, I don't know when it started, from a headache and helplessness to indulgence.

Indulge her to climb into her bed in the open, and indulge her to sleep like a little octopus wrapped around herself.

It's just that even he doesn't know what he thinks.