Chapter 30: The Rich Family, Childe (3)

It turned out that Cheng Yifei was a rich boy.

It turned out that he was a very famous painter.

Lin Yangyang was still chattering: "In our class, there is a classmate who is very rich in the family, because he attended a banquet with his parents, he accidentally saw Cheng Yifei, shook hands with him, and said a few words, so he was so proud that he was like something. ”

I sighed.

I don't think the world is fair.

Cheng Yifei was born with a golden key, and he was so rich. As for me, I was so poor that I was trembling and desperate, and I did not hesitate to sell my dignity and work hard to earn that little bit of money.

This is how people are more angry than people.

Lin Yangyang and I used lemon juice and coarse salt to scrub our bodies repeatedly, and finally cleaned off the residual food, the fishy smell, the sticky cream on the cake, and all kinds of sauces.

As soon as she put on her clothes, the proprietress Michiko Yamaguchi walked in:

"A guest just called to order food, which of the two of you will stay to serve the food?"

Lin Yangyang and I glanced at each other. It's still early, and the clock on the wall is just past eight o'clock -- it's time for the guests to eat very quickly today.

Lin Yangyang first opened his mouth:

"Xiao Ke, can't you serve the food? If not, then I'll serve it. ”

I say:

"Then you can get on. I'm going to the hospital later to accompany Jiang Ziyu. ”

I just walked out of a Japanese restaurant. Not far away, a luxury car drove over and stopped beside me. The window rolled down, revealing a young man's face, which was slightly pale and a little handsome, but the expression was arrogant and arrogant.

It's Cheng Yifei.

He looked at me in a cold voice:

"Mi Xiaoke, please get in the car. ”

I was taken aback. How do you know my name when Cheng Yifei is? Also, why did he let me get into his car? Before I could ask, Cheng Yifei had already opened the driver's passenger door beside him, and he looked like he couldn't refuse.

I hesitated, should I get in the car?

Cheng Yifei sneered: "What's the matter, I'm afraid I'll eat you?"

I blushed slightly.

Cheng Yifei, who wants money and money, looks good, and famous, casually runs to the street to whistle, and a lot of beauties are willing to get into his car, and a lot of beauties are willing to let him "eat". Even if I kneel on the ground and beg, Cheng Yifei will not be willing to "eat" me.

The ghost sent the gods, and I got into Cheng Yifei's car.

This car, not the same car last time, although it is the same gray, but the style is different, it looks more luxurious and more magnificent than the last one - rich people are so good, changing cars is as easy as changing clothes.

Cheng Yifei drove and didn't look at me: "Mi Xiaoke, do you know why I'm looking for you?"

I muttered, "I don't know." ”

Cheng Yifei asked, "Aren't you curious?"

I'm curious, of course. And his face changed, his voice trembled, and he said in horror: "You...... Didn't you catch me and sell me to make human barbecued pork buns or something?"

Cheng Yifei looked at me in the rearview mirror, and suddenly raised his head slightly and laughed.

This is the first time I've heard Cheng Yifei laugh. His laughter, rustling, low, magnetic, and blurry, fell to my ears, and I felt extremely harsh, like a crow's cry.

Cheng Yifei laughed and said:

"Mi Xiaoke, your imagination is really rich, and you can write a book of "A Dream of New Red Mansions", which will last for centuries. ”

I pursed my lips.

(To be continued)