He Lianxi turned around and stared at the source of the sound - the cold eyes, the thin and long Danfeng eyes, the residual sunset scattered on his exquisite side face, and the warm jade like brilliance flowed slowly on him.

"You are..." such an outstanding appearance can't be forgotten, so I recognized him at the first sight.

——Hello, miss. My name is Bian Yue. Nice to meet you here.

——Are you free tonight?

——What about tomorrow night?

——You won't be free for the next few years, will you?

——All right. Let's guess boxing. If I win, I'll meet me and invite me to dinner once in the future. If I lose, I'll treat you to a meal once I meet you in the future. It's fair and just.

"What pity, do you remember me?"

"Bian Yue?"

The man smiled playfully, well, good, still remember himself.

But the next sentence immediately made him cold.

"Have you grown up?" He Lianxi is outspoken.

When I first met him, I was a young man who had just left childishness. He was full of vigor and vitality of his age. I didn't expect to see him for a few years. He was so mature that she could hardly recognize him if she didn't look familiar.

"What do you mean I've grown up? It's like... It's like you're my aunt." Bian Yue glared at her unhappily: "you are only three years older than me."

He Lianxi smiled: "one year older is also big."

"What do you want to eat?"

He Lianxi suddenly remembered his gambling appointment and patted his head: "it's a coincidence that I don't know what to eat today. It's better for you to decide."

"OK." The man was crisp: "my car is over there."

Then he turned and walked to the silver gray car. He pity didn't have any doubt, so he followed.

When she got into the silver gray car, Jiang Xudong happened to come out of the building with several shareholders. The scene at the right time made his eyes shrink sharply.

The man grabbed the car key in the hand of a shareholder.

……

On the silver car, Bian Yue saw a black Maserati following them through the rearview mirror. At the same time, he Lianxi's mobile phone rang.

At first he didn't care, but when Maserati followed them two blocks, Bian Yue probably guessed each other's identity.

With a hook on my thin lips, there was a smell of evil cunning that was not easy to detect: "I've been playing racing for several years. Do you want to try?"

He Lianxi looked surprised: "racing car? But you drive..."

"The racing car looks at technology, which has nothing to do with the car. Do you see the Maserati behind you?"

He Lianxi turned his head and looked back imperceptibly: "I see."

"That guy probably wants to overtake me."

He pity some speechless: "forget it, take a step back."

Although she doesn't understand cars, she also knows the great difference between the two cars.

Bian Yue didn't answer. He Lianxi suddenly accelerated the next second and suddenly leaned back: "slow down..."

With the acceleration of the silver car, Jiang Xudong, sitting on Maserati, realized the crisis.

Originally, he just wanted to follow, but Bian Yue found out so quickly.

The two cars started a new competition one after the other.

Ahead is the intersection. There are only two seconds left for the green light. Bian Yue narrowed her eyes and stepped on the accelerator to death. He Lianxi felt that her heart seemed to be carried to her throat by something. She vowed that she would never take the car driven by Bian Yue from now on.

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