Chapter: 693
Of course, I can get closer to her!
Thinking of this, Ye Zhenting's lips raised a bewildering arc, turned around, and strode towards the villa...
Mr. Qiu didn't dare to say more, and didn't dare to ask more, so he had to follow behind and arrange to wait.
The master bedroom of the villa is very large, and the sunset seeps in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, carrying the sunshine's residual temperature.
Ye Zhen took off his suit, unbuttoned his shirt, took a goblet to the balcony, sat on an ivory white lounger, squinted and looked at the balcony of the next villa.
Soon, the sliding window over there opened, and a familiar figure came out, barefoot, with long hair, wearing a comfortable and elegant silk dress, lazy and casual!
In this way, the usual high cold is removed, and it is more like the simple wind and snow before...
"The nightclub is so fun!"
Leng Qianxue sat on the same ivory white recliner, raised her hand, and the indifference beside her handed her the tuned cocktail.
"The beauty and beauty are worth admiring!"
Ye Zhenting curled his lips, raised his eyebrows, with an ambiguous expression on his face.
"The nightclub is usually like this?" Leng Qianxue sneered mockingly, "This is not the same as the rumored serious and cold Night King!"
"It depends on who is right."
Ye Zhenting looked at her deeply. After two years, she had almost no change. She removed her makeup and loosened her hair. She was exactly the same as before, except that her eyes became cold and arrogant, and she also revealed a hint of elite.
With identity, there is capital!
"Ye always teased me?!" Leng Qianxue smiled coldly, "I heard you are married!"
"You look a lot like my wife..." Ye Zhenting deliberately tested her, "She has been missing for two years, could it be you?"
"Hahaha..." Leng Qianxue laughed mockingly, "Nightclub, your trick of chasing girls is too inferior!"
"You really don't know me?"
Ye Zhenting was very puzzled. Leng Qianxue's reaction didn't look like a fake. If it was pretending, it would be too good to pretend, right?
There is no trace of panic, nervousness and anxiety, and even the slightest nostalgia and nostalgia for the past.
It was as if she really didn't know him, she was really just an ordinary competitor.
"Why would I know you?"
Leng Qianxue raised her eyebrows and looked at him with a sneer.
She mocks and disdains on the surface, but her heart is very complicated...
When he said that she was very similar to his wife, the thorn in her heart pierced again, and it hurt more than ever...
It seems that she really touched the scar in her heart.
She was wondering, did they really know each other?
"Qianxue..." Ye Zhenting was about to speak, and suddenly there was a loud noise from downstairs, "Presumptuous, do you guys have eyes? Don't you know who I am? I'll come to Zhenting."
The voice is familiar.
Ye Zhenting turned his head and saw that it was Ling Long.
They haven't had any intersection in the past two years. How did she find it at this time of day?
"Probably on behalf of the Ling family to participate in the event, knowing that you are here, so I want to meet." Ye Hui whispered.
Ye Zhenting made a gesture and motioned to him to deal with it as soon as possible.
At this time, Leng Qianxue had already seen it, and mocked: "The nightclub is really romantic, don't you know if it looks like your wife?"
"Miss Leng..."
Ye Zhenting was about to explain, Leng Qianxue had already got up and entered the house.
The female bodyguard next to her closed the sliding door of the balcony and closed the curtains, and the night thunder could not see anything.
Ye Zhenting frowned, and a good chance was ruined.
But after another thought, whether Ling Long is here, Leng Qianxue can't pretend to see this former enemy, right?
"Night King, it has already been dealt with." Ye Hui came up to report, "She went back to her room, but I guess she will pester you at night, do you want me to deal with it?"
"No need." Ye Zhenting wanted to see, how would Leng Qianxue's reaction when meeting Ling Long at night... JrNovels.com
Thinking of this, Ye Zhenting's lips raised a bewildering arc, turned around, and strode towards the villa...
Mr. Qiu didn't dare to say more, and didn't dare to ask more, so he had to follow behind and arrange to wait.
The master bedroom of the villa is very large, and the sunset seeps in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, carrying the sunshine's residual temperature.
Ye Zhen took off his suit, unbuttoned his shirt, took a goblet to the balcony, sat on an ivory white lounger, squinted and looked at the balcony of the next villa.
Soon, the sliding window over there opened, and a familiar figure came out, barefoot, with long hair, wearing a comfortable and elegant silk dress, lazy and casual!
In this way, the usual high cold is removed, and it is more like the simple wind and snow before...
"The nightclub is so fun!"
Leng Qianxue sat on the same ivory white recliner, raised her hand, and the indifference beside her handed her the tuned cocktail.
"The beauty and beauty are worth admiring!"
Ye Zhenting curled his lips, raised his eyebrows, with an ambiguous expression on his face.
"The nightclub is usually like this?" Leng Qianxue sneered mockingly, "This is not the same as the rumored serious and cold Night King!"
"It depends on who is right."
Ye Zhenting looked at her deeply. After two years, she had almost no change. She removed her makeup and loosened her hair. She was exactly the same as before, except that her eyes became cold and arrogant, and she also revealed a hint of elite.
With identity, there is capital!
"Ye always teased me?!" Leng Qianxue smiled coldly, "I heard you are married!"
"You look a lot like my wife..." Ye Zhenting deliberately tested her, "She has been missing for two years, could it be you?"
"Hahaha..." Leng Qianxue laughed mockingly, "Nightclub, your trick of chasing girls is too inferior!"
"You really don't know me?"
Ye Zhenting was very puzzled. Leng Qianxue's reaction didn't look like a fake. If it was pretending, it would be too good to pretend, right?
There is no trace of panic, nervousness and anxiety, and even the slightest nostalgia and nostalgia for the past.
It was as if she really didn't know him, she was really just an ordinary competitor.
"Why would I know you?"
Leng Qianxue raised her eyebrows and looked at him with a sneer.
She mocks and disdains on the surface, but her heart is very complicated...
When he said that she was very similar to his wife, the thorn in her heart pierced again, and it hurt more than ever...
It seems that she really touched the scar in her heart.
She was wondering, did they really know each other?
"Qianxue..." Ye Zhenting was about to speak, and suddenly there was a loud noise from downstairs, "Presumptuous, do you guys have eyes? Don't you know who I am? I'll come to Zhenting."
The voice is familiar.
Ye Zhenting turned his head and saw that it was Ling Long.
They haven't had any intersection in the past two years. How did she find it at this time of day?
"Probably on behalf of the Ling family to participate in the event, knowing that you are here, so I want to meet." Ye Hui whispered.
Ye Zhenting made a gesture and motioned to him to deal with it as soon as possible.
At this time, Leng Qianxue had already seen it, and mocked: "The nightclub is really romantic, don't you know if it looks like your wife?"
"Miss Leng..."
Ye Zhenting was about to explain, Leng Qianxue had already got up and entered the house.
The female bodyguard next to her closed the sliding door of the balcony and closed the curtains, and the night thunder could not see anything.
Ye Zhenting frowned, and a good chance was ruined.
But after another thought, whether Ling Long is here, Leng Qianxue can't pretend to see this former enemy, right?
"Night King, it has already been dealt with." Ye Hui came up to report, "She went back to her room, but I guess she will pester you at night, do you want me to deal with it?"
"No need." Ye Zhenting wanted to see, how would Leng Qianxue's reaction when meeting Ling Long at night... JrNovels.com
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