Ye Fei Mo (1)

  Anning International Building, lobby lounge.

  Sitting uneasily warm, sat for an entire afternoon, tense with a pale face, and also furious to the point of wanting to kill, Ye Fei Mo actually exposed her in this way, in front of the whole city's people, what does he want to do?

  He did it without her consent, which has infringed on her rights, and that's too much.

  Do you still remember 5203? Come find me yourself! That clearly meant Ye Fei Mo wanted her to come find him herself, otherwise the consequences would be unthinkable, she didn't dare imagine.

  That's too much!

  Causing a sensation throughout the city to find her.

  Just thinking about the commotion caused by that advertisement makes her feel ashamed and indignant, even passersby can see what the photographer is hinting at, a double entendre, how could she not know.

  Outside, it's pouring heavily, just like her mood at this moment.

  It was time to get off work, and almost everyone in the building had left. Wen Nuan thought that he might have a private elevator and had already left from the parking garage. She wasn't unwilling to go up and find him, but the receptionist downstairs said that an appointment was needed to see the president, and looking at her with disdainful eyes, she didn't want to make a fool of herself.

  As night began to fall, the heavy rain poured down. She worried about her mother and Xiaojing, and without thinking, rushed into the rain, running too quickly, she didn't notice the car speeding by from the side, Wen Nuan was so scared that she couldn't react at all.

  The man looked at the woman's face illuminated by the lamp light, and a hint of unusual color flashed across his eyes, which were originally cold.

  The hand gripping the steering wheel had bulging veins, and a perfect lip curled up with a hint of mockery. Warmly startled, but without pain, yet slightly angry in his heart, this was clearly a green light, did he not even know to look at traffic lights while driving?

  Warmth is a clever woman. Seeing the latest Lamborghini, she didn't dare to mention traffic rules to the owner. In this day and age, having money is what makes the rules.

  She turned around and left, afraid of being delayed and cheated out of a sum of money.

  The Lamborghini with understated luxury and a full sense of dominance stopped beside her, the man rolled down the window, his clear and cold voice was chilling to hear in the rain.

  "Get on the bus!"