Play a coquettish in the palm of the boss

Chapter 8 We met last night, you forgot?

Outside the iron gate, two Bentleys had already parked.

When Su Haotian got into the first car, Leng Mingyu stepped forward and closed the door, letting the driver drive ahead.Immediately turning around, he looked at Su Mochen and smiled slightly, "Mochen, let's go to the company too!" As soon as he stepped forward, his eyes caught Ye Xingtong who was standing still, he was startled, and asked her , "Xingtong, why don't you get in the car?"

"The air in the car is too dirty, I can't stand it!"

Ye Xingtong folded his arms, cast a cold glance at the two of them, and walked away without looking back, "I'll take a taxi by myself!"

"Ye Xingtong, what do you mean!!"

Behind him, Su Mochen's distraught voice came, Ye Xingtong didn't stop in his footsteps, but just smiled with cold eyes, and gradually walked away.

Leng Mingyu's eyes fell on her and did not disappear.

Ye Xingtong pursed her lips slightly, her walking pace gradually slowed down, and she even stopped when she turned a corner.

However, Leng Mingyu did not chase after him.

An indescribable sense of grievance surged into her chest, once again making her suffocate in pain.She laughed at herself for being stupid again...how could she still have expectations of him? Facts have proved that the man she has loved for ten years has completely changed her heart.

After a pause, Ye Xingtong took another step, decisively.

On a deserted main road, high heels made a crisp sound when they stepped on the ground. Ye Xingtong, with his head down, didn't notice a Lamborghini sports car parked in the middle of the road.

It wasn't until the distance was very close that she suddenly came back to her senses and raised her head suspiciously.

In sight, a tall and straight man leaned lazily on the door of the sports car and smoked. He was dressed in a black suit, and he couldn't restrain his fierce aura at all.The slightly long black hair hangs down on the eyebrows and eyes, and the fuzzy shadows envelop the impeccable face, and the knife-like facial features reveal a dangerous wildness.Especially those eyes, evil and compelling, concealing a little bit of aggression, mysterious and charming.

His eyes looked at her, under the lingering smoke, it seemed true and false.

He is waiting for her.

Ye Xingtong froze, and just stared blankly at the man in front of her. He obviously didn't say anything, but she just had an illusion that this man was waiting for her.

However, why doesn't she remember that she knew such a superb man?

After thinking for a few seconds, Ye Xingtong still decided to turn a blind eye, continue walking, and left beside him.

"I'm waiting for you!"

At the moment of staggering, the man lightly opened his thin lips with a half-smile, and his deep and lazy voice revealed a bewitching hoarseness.

Ye Xingtong was startled, and frowned slightly, why does this voice sound familiar?However, she couldn't remember where she heard it.

Due to the man's words, she had to stop, turned around, looked at each other, and asked politely, "Sir, do we know each other?"

"You forgot me?"

Yan Sijue raised his thin chin slightly, and a pair of slightly squinted evil hands overflowed with sharp dark light. The moment the smile fell on his lips, he leaned over and approached Ye Xingtong unexpectedly.

"what!"

Ye Xingtong let out an exclamation, and within a second, she was pinned on the hood of the car by this man before she could even react.

Her hands were raised high, her feet were suppressed, and the big hands around her waist were tightly imprisoned. The intruding strange male breath sprayed on her neck, ambiguous as if suffocating.

(End of this chapter)