The Rich Family President’s Trying to Keep Up With his Second Marriage

Yan Yaoshun clung to the steering wheel in annoyance, and his expression was unusually embarrassing. Facing the driver's scolding, he could not utter a word to attack.

It was not the car that was going retrograde, but his car.

Ni Lehui stroked her chest in horror, then looked suspiciously at Yan Yaoshun's slightly discolored cheeks, squinted her eyes, and leaned over, and asked, "Are you okay?"

Yan Yaoshun frowned, glanced at Ni Lehui, and said in a deep voice: "It's nothing, it's just distracted, it scares you."

"Wandering?" Ni Lehui twitched her mouth, raised her eyebrows, and leaned forward. "What are you thinking so focused? You are no ordinary distraction, you are retrograde, in case something happens, you are fully responsible."

Yan Yaoshun took a deep breath. He was also frightened. He drove and went retrograde. Holding the steering wheel, his knuckles slowly turned white, and he spit out hard. "It scares you."

"It's not scared, I was scared to death by you." Ni Lehui patted her chest. She had the consciousness of escaping from death. Almost the car hit the opposite car. At first, she thought it was the car going retrograde. She later learned that their car was going retrograde.

"Insane." The driver didn't get their response, and drove away. He was insane today, and he had to stay away from the insane.

"Are you scared?" Ni Lehui asked.

"No." Yan Yaoshun spit out a word.

"Oh, isn't it?" Ni Lehui squinted his eyes, and squinted. He looked like he wasn't scared? "It turns out that a man's duplicity is far more interesting than his deliberate repression."

This man needs to dig deeper.

Yan Yaoshun ignored her, pretended not to hear her, and drove carefully.

Like discovering the New World, Ni Lehui blinked at Yan Yaoshun. The closer he got to him, the warm breath and Chunxiang that belonged to her rushed towards him.

Yan Yaoshun was sitting, his body straight, but a layer of fine sweat gradually exuded on his forehead. He was duplicity. If he were alone, he would not be so scared. He would be scared if she was in the car.

Ni Lehui looked at his reaction, whether it was frightened or for other reasons. Ni Lehui smiled and asked: "Are you hot? The sweat is coming out."

Ni Lehui said, reaching out to wipe off the sweat on his face, Yan Yaoshun was startled, and the car almost lost control, so he quickly stabilized, his eyes dark and staring at her. "Ni Lehui, give me peace of mind. I'm driving. It's dangerous for you to do this again. Get me seated quickly."

"I refuse." Ni Lehui put his hands on his leaning back, and if his nose swept across his neck, the more cautious he was, the more she wanted to tease him. Just now they had escaped from the dead, she had a kind of The feeling of the rest of my life.

"Le Hui." Yan Yaoshun was very helpless, and this woman made a headache when she became mad.

"Yan Yaoshun, do you know?" Ni Lehui asked.

"Know what?" Yan Yaoshun asked.

"The beauty of life is that we know we will die, and the joy of life lies in the rest of our lives after escaping from the dead." Ni Lehui sighed.

Yan Yaoshun closed his eyes, did not speak, and the speed of the car slowed silently. It was an accident before. He was driving seriously, and when he was talking to her, he also noticed, why he went retrograde inexplicably. Up?

Fortunately, there are not many cars on that road. If it is the main road, Yan Yaoshun can't imagine what the consequences will be for them. Can they avoid one or the second car?

Yan Yaoshun shook his head, he was not so sure.