After dinner, he went to a bathroom, and when he came out, Cheng Yingxuan was no longer in the restaurant.

"What about her?" Yan Shiting asked the waiter.

"Miss Cheng left first."

Yan Shiting frowned displeasurely, "Checkout."

"A total of 24,000 US dollars." The waiter said, "Miss Cheng said that the AA system, she has already settled half of the account, you can pay 12,000 US dollars."

Yan Shiting's face turned black when he heard it.

That dead woman, he has lived for twenty-eight years and has never had a meal or AA. Is he afraid that he can’t even afford a meal, or is he deliberately showing his face?

After swiping the card, he left the hotel, and Yan Shiting did not see Cheng Yingxuan's shadow.

Take out her cell phone, call her... shut down.

The driver Ji Ping drove the car over, "BOSS, Miss Cheng has already gone, she said you should not bother. She told me to tell you, she said she was not interested, not interested, not interested in you. She said it was important You have to say it three times so that you don’t understand it. She also recommends that you include other women. She said that people like her are very busy and do not have time to play with you."

Yan Shiting listened, and his face was darker than the bottom of the pot, and he got into the car angrily. The force of closing the door was so great that the door was almost gone.

Ji Ping shuddered, and BOSS was in a bad mood. Don’t burn the fire on him, an innocent person. He just wanted to get a salary safely. "Is BOSS going back to an urban apartment or a suburban villa?"

"Go to Cheng Yingxuan's house!"

"...Yes." Ji Ping's unexpected BOSS decision, or asked daringly, "Where is Miss Cheng's home?"

Yan Shiting didn't know, so he called and asked him to put his eyes on Lan's Group. After getting the address, Ji Ping drove to the community where Cheng Yingxuan lived.

...

Cheng Yingxuan hit the door of the community where she lived. The shop next to the advanced community bought some snacks. When she came out, she actually saw the Aston Martin with the license plate number five or eight.

Isn’t that Yan Shiting’s car, how could he come here?

This is an ordinary community. Yan Shiting is here. She remembers that there must be no friends or relatives.

In other words, ten to ten came to her!

Sure enough, the Aston Martin sports car stopped next to Cheng Yingxuan, the rear window slowly shook down, and a gloomy Yan Shiting sat in the back seat.

"HI, President Yan, what a coincidence." She raised her hand and greeted her unhappily.

"Get in the car." His voice was as cold as ice, and from his voice, he could bear his anger.

She hesitated, his eyes narrowed, "Don't force me to kidnap you on the street."

She was not really afraid of him, but because he came after this, it showed that he knew her home address.

Xiaobao was waiting for her at home. She didn't want to cooperate with him. He ran to her house and saw Xiaobao in trouble.

With the influence of the Yan family, she can't beat him.

She didn't want anyone to **** her son away.

Aston Martin is an ultra-luxury sports car, with five or eight license plates, parked on the side of the road to pull the wind, and immediately caused many people to watch.

"Look, look, the man is wearing a half mask..." said a passerby in surprise.

"I guess it's pretending to be. In this era, there are people wearing masks..."

"It may also have a flaw on my face... Oh, I remembered that the five-eight license plates were taken by the president of the Thunder Group. I heard that the license plates cost 8.88 million, which is really generous. The newspaper said Yan Is it always Mr. Yan who always wears half a mask..."

Passersby, you are watching me.

Yan Shiting turned cold and impatiently drank to Cheng Yingxuan, "Get in the car!"

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