my billionaire ex-husband
31. Make her unable to extricate herself
Feng Chengling was angry and wanted to drop his phone, but was saved by the beauty around him in time.She pouted and acted like a baby: "Young Master Ling, who offended you, why are you so angry?"
"Stay away from death!"
Beauty"……"
After leaving the beauty out of the car, he honked the horn irritably and stared fiercely at the direction the Lincoln car was leaving:
Damn woman!How dare you get into another man's car and still not answer his phone! [
Damn, damn, damn!
*********
The phone kept ringing in the bag, Lin Kewei didn't want to answer it, and wanted to wait for it to stop by itself, but it kept ringing without knowing it.
The man in front of the driver's seat looked sideways: "Why don't you pick it up?"
There was only one small light in the car, and the dim yellow sprinkled on his face, casting a halo on his honey-colored skin.
The man's eyes were long and narrow, with deep eye sockets, and he smelled like a mixed race.
The brows were naturally slightly wrinkled, with a hint of melancholy.
He's a full-fledged, steady man, even though he's still young, 25 years old.
In memory, what Lin Kewei remembers the most is his eyebrows. He seldom smiles, and he seldom gets angry. Although he smiles calmly, when he is angry, he just frowns.
He seemed to be born with only that expression, faint, alienated, proud, and there was a trace of melancholy from his brows.
If it weren't for his melancholy temperament, Lin Kewei would almost not have recognized him.
Although his outline and facial features can be vaguely seen seven years ago, they are completely different from seven years ago, as if they have changed beyond recognition, as if they are two different people at all.
If he hadn't recognized her, even if they passed each other in the crowd, she might not have recognized him.
Lin Kewei took out her mobile phone, turned it off, and smiled: "It's okay, it's not an important call."
"..."
"You have changed a lot." She wanted to break the silence.
"Really, how has it changed?"
"Hmm...became more mature and stable, more masculine." Also more heroic, more fascinated by women, and more unable to extricate herself.
At the age of 19, he was a heartthrob in the neighborhood. He was very popular with women. Although he never took the initiative to talk to girls, there were countless girls who stuck to him and couldn't get rid of him no matter what. [
"Stay away from death!"
Beauty"……"
After leaving the beauty out of the car, he honked the horn irritably and stared fiercely at the direction the Lincoln car was leaving:
Damn woman!How dare you get into another man's car and still not answer his phone! [
Damn, damn, damn!
*********
The phone kept ringing in the bag, Lin Kewei didn't want to answer it, and wanted to wait for it to stop by itself, but it kept ringing without knowing it.
The man in front of the driver's seat looked sideways: "Why don't you pick it up?"
There was only one small light in the car, and the dim yellow sprinkled on his face, casting a halo on his honey-colored skin.
The man's eyes were long and narrow, with deep eye sockets, and he smelled like a mixed race.
The brows were naturally slightly wrinkled, with a hint of melancholy.
He's a full-fledged, steady man, even though he's still young, 25 years old.
In memory, what Lin Kewei remembers the most is his eyebrows. He seldom smiles, and he seldom gets angry. Although he smiles calmly, when he is angry, he just frowns.
He seemed to be born with only that expression, faint, alienated, proud, and there was a trace of melancholy from his brows.
If it weren't for his melancholy temperament, Lin Kewei would almost not have recognized him.
Although his outline and facial features can be vaguely seen seven years ago, they are completely different from seven years ago, as if they have changed beyond recognition, as if they are two different people at all.
If he hadn't recognized her, even if they passed each other in the crowd, she might not have recognized him.
Lin Kewei took out her mobile phone, turned it off, and smiled: "It's okay, it's not an important call."
"..."
"You have changed a lot." She wanted to break the silence.
"Really, how has it changed?"
"Hmm...became more mature and stable, more masculine." Also more heroic, more fascinated by women, and more unable to extricate herself.
At the age of 19, he was a heartthrob in the neighborhood. He was very popular with women. Although he never took the initiative to talk to girls, there were countless girls who stuck to him and couldn't get rid of him no matter what. [
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