Girl Forced to Marry Her Sister's Husband: The President's Private Treasure

Situ Chenjue frowned, looked at the traffic on the street, and took out his phone irritably: "Lao Cai, hurry up and send a car to pick us up!"

Lao Cai's voice was also a little uneasy: "Young...Master, I have already rushed here at full speed, but now the traffic jam is so serious that I haven't moved a single step in the traffic jam for four or ten minutes! I see..."

"What are you looking at! What am I raising you for!" Situ Chenjue hung up the phone resentfully.

Huanyan comforted him from the side: "The traffic jam is very serious now, even if we take a taxi, there will be a traffic jam! Why don't we go out!"

"You've been walking all day, and if you walk again, your paws will be broken!"

"No...it's okay, anyway, I'm used to walking, let's take the subway!"

Situ Chenjue's thin lips seemed to finally come to his senses after a long while, and he repeated these three words: "Sit...ground...iron...?"

"Yes, yes, let's take the subway. There will be no traffic jams, and it will be very fast! I checked the hotel we stayed in with GPS. There is a subway station about 20 minutes away from him, but we have to transfer halfway. The third line should be very convenient, let's go, let's take the subway!"

Situ Chenjue's face turned blue, he bent down to look at Huanyan viciously, bit her earlobe, and said word by word: "Woman, I've never sat on something like this before!"

"You have to sit if you have never sat before! If you don't go deep into the lives of ordinary people, how can you understand the joys and sorrows of ordinary people!

What's more, today we were originally dating pretending to be strangers, don't you think so? "

"Okay, okay, I really can't do anything about you!"

Holding her fragrant and soft little hand, Situ Chenjue's bad mood suddenly turned better.

It seems that whether you like something or not is not because of the thing itself, but depends on who is with you to do it!

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At this time, it was the rush hour, and there was a lot of people at this station, so the carriage was extremely crowded, like canned sardines.

As soon as he entered the carriage, Situ Chenjue's expression immediately became very smelly, he gritted his teeth and cursed in Huanyan's ear in a low voice: "Woman, where did you bring me here! It smells so bad that I can hardly breathe, I want to get down Already!"

Huanyan took his hand with one hand, clasped his fingers, looked at him coquettishly, and blinked her big eyes:

"Okay, okay, Mr. Mo Feng, occasionally you have to understand the people's sentiments!

You see, isn't it boring when you sit in your RV all day and don't see other people and don't know what other people are living in the world?

Look at the various forms of beings in the subway, and how the subway slides in the dark tunnel, as if sinking deep into the ground. Don't you think there will be a special feeling? "

Situ Chenjue cast his eyes on the dark subway tunnel, and suddenly felt that what Huanyan said made some sense.

He has been escorted by servants since he was a child, and has never taken public transportation.

Even when I was studying abroad, everything was arranged by my father.

He always feels that other people in this world have nothing to do with him, they are just some lowly, lowly, poor ants, and they are not worth paying attention to at all.

However, after hearing what this woman said today, he looked around the subway car and found many things that he hadn't noticed before.