Chapter 566: He chased

At this moment, I heard a string of sirens. The taxi driver immediately stepped on the brakes and removed the road to the side. I saw the first 12 police motorcycles in front, and the next three cars were in parallel. The most mysterious black car in the middle was crowded.
Jane's eyes were drawn. She fell into the window and looked at the group of shocking cars.
The black car that was obviously surrounded by the car, the window was tight, and the inside of the car, a smashing figure sitting in the back seat, holding a document in his hand, suddenly, what he thought of, looking from the window Looking at the river next to it, the eye flashed a clear visible scar.
In the taxi, Jane looked at the team that had gone long. She was puzzled by the taxi driver who was incomprehensible. "Who was sitting in the car?"
"That is the most majestic person in our country, our president, Mr.." The taxi driver told her.
Jane’s heart twitched slightly, and she looked at the window and seemed to want to catch another look, but the skirt team had already left.
In the villa on the mountainside, Langka’s performance is particularly eye-catching today. A dark blue shirt with casual trousers and a maroon short hair combs a charming big back to the back of the head, which makes his three-dimensional perfect facial features Appeared as if it were a sculptural squat.
The butler looked at the young master's dress. At first glance, he wanted to go out for a date, but the young master sat down until 11 o'clock in the morning and did not leave.
"Young master, why are you still not going out?" The housekeeper asked curiously.
Langa breathed a sigh of relief and asked the housekeeper, "Do you think I am going to find her, will she meet me?"
"Young Master, do you want to give up?" The housekeeper asked him.
Langka was as deep as a sapphire, and immediately tightened. "Of course I don't want to."
"That's it, then you still have to go find her!"
Langa took a deep breath and looked at the time of the watch. "Yes, I should go to her and ask her to come out to eat."
In the garage, a blue sports car ran to the bottom of the mountain like a whirlwind.
Ye Xiaoshi stayed at home today, and did not go anywhere. She originally had a job that she could go to work, but she was ruined by this Langa.
Daddy, her cell phone on the table rang, and she picked it up and saw it. She smiled and picked it up. "Hey, Mingxu."
"I am downstairs, down, I will take you to lunch." The bright voice of Zhan Ming Xu came.
Ye Xiaoshi should have a cry, "Well, I will come down immediately."
Zhan Mingxu’s car was parked on the street next to the corridor, and at this moment, he heard the sound of a sports car, and then a dark blue sports car parked opposite his front.
Zhan Mingxu couldn't help but secretly admire. Such a sports car, even if it has money, may not be able to buy it. This is a limited edition of the world.
At this moment, the door of the sports car driver's seat was opened, and a fascinating figure appeared. The heart of the exhibition was shocked. This turned out to be the mixed-race man who pursued Ye Xiaoshi yesterday.
What is he doing here? Is he still not dying?
Langa picked up the phone and unplugged the phone number of Ye Xiaoshi. Ye Xiaoshi did not even pick up.
He was a little depressed, turned his head and saw a white car next to him. He seemed to be sitting on a man, and he was familiar with the man.
He fixed his eyes and looked at it. His face was slightly discolored. Is this man even?
Although Zhan Mingxu is not as good as him, he is very confident. The man who can invite Ye Xiaoshi to lunch today must be him. He pushes the car and gets off the bus.
"This gentleman, are you here to find a small poem? I am sorry, I have an appointment with her." Zhan Mingxu proudly said.
The deep blue of Langa reveals an unpredictable luster. He smiled at the exhibition, and he liked my sports car. "If you give her to me, I will send you one."
Zhan Mingxu's face was slightly stiff and ugly, but his gaze fell on the sports car he leaned on, his eyes flashing a touch of heart.
Langa continued to lure him. "I said that if you give up on the pursuit of Ye Xiaoshi, this sports car is yours."
Zhan Mingxu did not speak, and the corner of his eye came to Ye Xiaoshi’s figure. He immediately converges on all his thoughts.
Don’t waste your mind, I will not give up the little poem.

When Ye Xiaoshi came downstairs, she saw Zhan Mingxu, but she didn't know that Langa was also there, her face changed slightly.
"Little poem, get on the bus." Zhan Mingxu warmly opened the passenger seat for her and welcomed her on the train.
Langa groaned, and some looked pitifully at Ye Xiaoshi. "I am coming to invite you to lunch. Are you free?"
Ye Xiaoshi ignored him and sat in the car of Zhan Mingxu. Langa bit his thin lip and sent their car to leave. Then he sat in the sports car and started to chase it up.
Ye Xiaoshi’s heart is a little chaotic. Zhan Mingxu around her also sees Langka’s sports car from the rearview mirror. He doesn’t know how to bite his teeth.
He’s really not dead, little poetry, you know what he just said to me. Yet?"
Ye Xiaoshi gave a slight glimpse. "What did he say to you?"
"This man thinks that he has a lot of money, he said to me, let me give up on you, he sent me a sports car, hehe! He is too small to see my feelings for you, even if I let the world give up, I also Will not give up on you." Zhan Ming Xu was confessed to her.
Ye Xiaoshi’s face was slightly stunned for a few seconds, and his heart was full of money for his actions, and he was even more dissatisfied with his actions.
At the moment, Zhan Mingxu had an unspeakable sense of pride. He even robbed a woman with a rich family, and he was still a successful party.
Behind him, Langka’s sports car followed, and Zhan Mingxu arrived at the restaurant and just stopped the car. Next to the position, Langka’s sports car immediately occupied it. He pushed the door and got off, the dark blue 眸 looked at Ye Xiao. Poetry, nowhere exudes a pitiful breath.
Ye Xiaoshi looked at him and he came back. Her heart couldn’t help but tighten a bit. Why did this man always hang around her?
Zhan Mingxu reached out and put Ye Xiaoshi warmly, "Go, little poem, let's go up, ignore him."
In the elevator, Ye Xiaoshi looked at Langka and reached for the elevator. His tall body stepped in. Langa looked at the exhibition and Ming Xu actually put his hand on the waist of Ye Xiaoshi. His blue dragonfly flashed a touch. Dangerous color.
Zhan Mingxu touched his gaze, and his heart picked up a chill. He released his hand from the waist of Ye Xiaoshi and switched to hold her hand.
Ye Xiaoshi’s heart jumped twice, although she promised to associate with Zhan Mingxu. However, he was doing a honey-family act in front of Langa, making her somewhat uncomfortable.
She took her hand out of Zhan Mingxu's hand and clasped her hands on her chest. She glanced at Langa and hung down. Langa looked at her and took a hand, and her thin lips could not help but smile.