The 365-day trial marriage of the male god: the sweet wife is a bit wild

Chapter 1862 He doesn't have that patience
"Who dares to laugh at my precious daughter? If you think too much, Dad will leave first. You and Yu Shao, two young people, probably have more common topics, so I won't be annoying here."

After Mr. Yang finished speaking, he asked his assistant to pack up the clubs and left the golf course.

"Something happened to leave you that day, I heard that you went to find me later." Yu Xiuzhun glanced at the direction where Mr. Yang left, and the smile on the corner of his mouth curled up.

Sitting lazily on the lounge chair, he raised his eyebrows.

"I know, I didn't take it seriously, but you left too suddenly, and later I heard that someone was injured at the banquet. I was worried about you, so I went to you to see if you were okay."

Yang Meilan is wearing a pretty little foreign dress, very refreshing, very young, with a little bit of intellectual beauty.

There is a trace of the unique temperament of girls who study art all over their bodies.

The speech is neither too fast nor too slow, and the speaking speed is still comfortable.

But Yu Xiuzhun just wasn't interested.

After chatting with her for a few words, I couldn't help but glance at the time.

"Are you still busy?" Yang Meilan asked cautiously.

As far as she knew, Yu Xiuzhun didn't like others asking about his whereabouts.

"No, do you have a place you want to go?"

Just as Yu Xiuzhun was about to say something, he thought of Mr. Yang's hint just now, and changed his words temporarily.

For men, the most worthless thing is feelings.

Yang Meilan is still useful to him now, and he doesn't mind spending some time with her.

Even develop more possibilities.

"I just opened up an art gallery on the streets of Washington Poole, and I've been looking for a chance to see it, but..."

"Let's go, I'll accompany you." Yu Xiuzhun interrupted her, stood up first, pulled his suit jacket from the back of the chair, and walked out.

It is not common for Yu Xiuzhun to go shopping with women.

He doesn't have that patience.

In the past, Yu Yueman often pestered him and asked him to accompany her to go shopping, but Yu Xiuzhun hardly ever went out with her except to give her a card.

Not to mention other women.

Yu Xiuzhun changed women just like changing clothes, it was impossible for him to spend his time on any woman.

Yang Meilan had inquired about these things before, so when she heard that Yu Xiuzhun was willing to accompany her to the gallery, her whole body felt fluttering, like stepping on cotton.

When she arrived at the gallery, Yang Meilan still felt like she was dreaming.

Turning her head to look at the handsome man beside her, shyness appeared in her eyes.

"What's the matter? Are you feeling unwell?" Yu Xiuzhun stood by the car door, glanced at Yang Meilan who had kept her head down, and frowned.

"No, I'm fine, let's go in." Yang Meilan came back to her senses, walked to him quickly, took Yu Xiuzhun's arm, and entered the gallery.

As soon as he received the tour ticket and was about to go to the exhibition hall, Yu Xiuzhun's cell phone rang.

"What's the matter?" Yu Xiuzhun's voice was cold.

Yang Meilan was standing beside him. Through the phone, she could vaguely hear Miss Ye and the hospital...

After a few seconds, Yu Xiuzhun hung up the phone and turned to look at her.

"Sorry, I have something to do, so I have to leave first, take your time." Yu Xiuzhun left without even waiting for Yang Meilan to say a word, turned around and left the gallery.

The dazzling sports car disappeared from sight in an instant.

A sluggish Yang Meilan was left, standing alone in the lobby of the gallery, holding two visiting tickets in her hands, she was still happy just a second ago, she was unique in Yu Xiuzhun's heart.

His hands tightened violently, his finger bones turned white.

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　PS: Happy National Day to everyone!On the first day of October, Yaoyao begged for a monthly pass! (^o^)/~
　　
　
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