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The driver looked at the side thanks to Jin Qi years, while it said: "... Miss King, Mr. confessed sure to bring your past so you do not embarrass me or this thing that you personally go get it."
The driver and a look of embarrassment, Qi Jin in the next years more vigorously, King reputation as appropriate moment, in the end, or changed clothes to go along with the driver.
Sitting in the car, all the way thoughts are free.
Even the friendship between her and Yu Zeyao are not really, do not say goodbye to own this say goodbye to him have it anyway. But, she was still on the car.
She glanced at the front of the driver in the rearview mirror. The driver also seems to have realized her projected over the eyes, washed her smile, "Miss King, there is something to ask you?"
King Yu'd no longer remain silent, just ask: "? You have hurt Mr. ready yet."
"Not yet." The driver shook his head, "it was originally said to be good, but has a problem last time. Lately, the doctor will come to your home or day. But rest assured, Miss King, although not all-good, but it has been slowly restored. "
Jing Yu nodded his head only, be aware of, and no longer respond to the driver's words.
Car, smooth all the way to the vice presidential palace. Jing Yu arrived, Yu Zeyao not in the.
King put down the reputation of the rocket tie clip wrapped wanted to leave, but before the door has been blocked by two bodyguards of your family, "Miss King, vice president asked you to wait in your family, who would later come back."
"He's what I've been put down, even if I do not go now influence."
Bodyguard deadpan opening: "Sorry, Miss King, this is Mr. explanation also ask you to go back and sit down.."
Two bodyguards burly physique, as the skill of King Yu also seen. She is still not going to breaks against them and, anyway, he had packed luggage in the afternoon and no other thing, and so it anyway.
So I thought, she turned back to the hall. The steward came to call her maid poured juice.
Yu Zeyao do not know when it will come back, Yu Jing sit bored, they bored the manor of turning. Until the mighty car team open to the vice presidential palace, the sky had darkened.
Yu Jing no longer stay, go to the door of the villa.
I saw him down from the second car, a black windbreaker. Wind raised the hem of the coat, in the dim twilight, facial lines taut. A sight to see standing not far from her, looking a bit more than just cold.
It appears that he was in a bad mood today.
What is probably the work met tricky thing?
King with speculation reputation, I feel today is not the time to come.
His eyes did not stay in her body more than they smoked opened, mention steps go inside, walked and said: "! Please come to Miss King"
Words, cold and stiff. Yu Jing almost suspect that is not their own mess with this man.
"I do not go in." Before opening maid, her aloud.
Yu Zeyao steps meal, he turned and looked at her, eyes cold.
Jing Yu inexplicably did not like him no reason to hot and cold attitude, but also look a bit cold, "something I've been on the inside, now late, Kam years waiting for me to go back for dinner."
Yu Zeyao cold just looked at her, said nothing, thin lips taut, turned into it.
"......" King reputation heart stopper. This is what people? !
"Miss King, if you please." Cheng En over more than a gesture, please. She knew that he now had no choice. Sighed, finally, he had to go inside.
"His bad mood today?" She whispered Cheng En.
"Ah these days has always been the case."
"Oh." That and she did not have any relationship, and never As for himself offended him. Yu Jing relax a little.
Jing Yu Cheng En go along, Butler said: "Miss King, said Mr. let you go to the library to speak."
Jing Yu took off his coat to the butler. I saw on the coffee table rocket tie clip still, he did not take, she will be in our hands, on the floor.
The house is too great, even if she had come a few back, everything here is very strange. Fortunately, there are servants led her.
In the study door, she knocked on the door, I heard his voice only comes into the room. He now she is sitting at his desk smoking.
Who wore only a white shirt. Tie has been removed, shirt button to unlock the three, exposed collarbone and a large chest sexy. Heavy pumping smoke and haze after Soars, he squinted longingly her, looking dangerous.
Putting on airs, Gum expensive proud, and wantonly evil temptations.
Jing Yu was inexplicable to see him a little nervous, heart disorder. Her little sip Min Chun, holding the thing handed over, on the desk, "This is yours. Have with me several times before, but always forget."
Her clear, beautiful eyes looking at him, that she said:. "I walked."
"In addition to this, you have no other wish and I said?" Yu Zeyao simply did not see a rocket tie clip. His heavy lift eye look at her, slowly exterminate the hands of cigarette butts.
His hand, clear joints, slender look good. Smoke off action, but also elegant and extraordinary.
King Yu's eyes rested on his hand, wanted something, but eventually shook his head, "Nothing."
Cigarette butts completely off, not left a trace of scattered light. Yu Zeyao stood up, bypassing the desk, stood blankly in front of King reputation. His tall stature, coupled with light head, so close to over, so that the reputation of that scene is full of invisible pressure.
Unconsciously, she took a step back, buttocks up against the edge of the desk. She stared at him alert, "you ......"
"Do you want to go?"
She would not finish, he has been coldly received in the past. She has not recovered, the next moment, the man grabbed a slim waist, lifted a whole person to sit behind the desk.
His knee to open the top of her knees, tall body has been squeezed between his legs, great aggression.
"You moved away." Jing Yu hard against his shoulder, let him so close to his own success. The last time on a cruise by his own its advantage, she has made her very upset helpless.
However, she Tuiju strength of a grown man, just like ants to shake the tree. Yu Zeyao did not mind her hand, only to pinch her chin, her face lifted, her own eyes and head, "You go close in the West, asked my opinion?"
King Yu surprised a moment.She did not expect to close in the West to do, he should know. It was originally a decision within the hospital.
"You ...... I track?"
He sneered, "more than."
Yu Jing bright eyes looking at him, only to hear him back was so confidently, "I'm investigating you, track you, but ...... I will control your fate."
Finally those words, he lowered the tone a bit, "secret in the West, you do not even think!"
Being the first update to this tonight, the rest of the chapter update tomorrow, but the specific time is not yet clear. Because today out of a very, very bad plagiarism incident, today I do spend their time on the palette, ready for tomorrow and copied to the field of battle.
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