Looking at the two Ferrari sports cars that were also red, Ye Shayan suddenly said:

"What should I do if my car breaks down? Do you just keep this roadside? ”

Jim glanced at Ye Shayan's sports car that was exactly the same as him, and a wicked smile flashed in his eyes, and he said to Ye Shayan gentlemanly:

"It's okay, I'll take care of it."

"Okay." Hearing that Jim was going to help him run errands, Ye Shayan's expression became even more proud.

Sure enough, as long as she put down her body, no problem was any longer a problem.

It's a shame that she was still stumbling on the canonization before, but now that she thinks about it, it's really stupid, she wasted so many good resources in vain.

After Jim successfully accosted Ye Shayan, he drove away in a roar.

The red sports car of Ye Shayan was left in place.

Within a minute of Jim's departure, Anthony walked out of a shop down the street.

He walked calmly towards Ye Shayan's red sports car as if he were walking towards his own car.

He opened the bonnet, bent over the engine and touched something, then closed the hood and sat in the driver's seat.

The sports car that didn't respond to how much Ye Shayan stepped on the accelerator in his hands, Anthony drove away easily.

When eating with Jim, Ye Shayan found that although Jim was not too handsome, he was good at talking and quite humorous, which made her laugh so much that she couldn't stop laughing at a meal.

Looking at the average-looking Jim, Ye Shayan looked at him more and more satisfied.

Especially Jim's muscular figure, the muscles are first-class, they are very powerful at a glance, and the explosiveness must be particularly strong.

With such a good figure, and his kung fu in some aspects must be very strong, Ye Shayan was a little excited just thinking about it.

After the meal, Jim looked at Ye Shayan, who was still eating happily, and once again pretended to be a gentleman's proposal:

"How about a bar drink?"

"I'm not very good at drinking, and I'm not very good at drinking."

Ye Shayan glanced at the red wine glass on the table, she had already drunk half a glass, and if she continued to drink, she was worried that she would lose control and damage her ladylike image.

Jim looked at Ye Shayan with a look of admiration on his face, but he was spitting in his heart.

him doesn't drink much!