time-limited addiction

Is winning or losing so important? Chen Yao didn't speculate and placed his bets. Facing Liang Yingning, he ignored the matter.

"Pretending to be unfamiliar with me?" She looked directly at Chen Yao, "I want to ask you a question."

Chen Yao changed his arms and hugged Xiao Shenchen, "I'm not looking at you."

He didn't look at it.

Liang Yingning cared about racing with Xie Qinyang on the track. What was so beautiful, respectful and blessing about this.

It would be better to coax Xiao Chenchen to feel more comfortable.

Passing by Chen Yao, Liang Yingning lifted up his shiny riding boots and stepped on them.

Chen Yao frowned and looked at her in disbelief, "Are you crazy?"

Liang Yingning flipped up her hair, "I obviously saw you laughing at the manager's bet of 300 yuan that I would lose."

have to.

This is known.

Chen Yao silently retreated to the edge, "The truth is, how can you win against Xie Qinyang? He has no intention of letting you."

Liang Yingning's eyes were fixed on Chen Yao. Watching him give way, he understood that the man in front of him loved to give in to girls no matter what he did.

"I remember that when we were racing in Shanghai, you let me go, but in the end, you had to walk two hours home."

Chen Yao's face turned dark and he hugged Xiao Shenchen away.

Notice the last row of seats in the stands.

Shen Jing sat there with her hands on the side of her face, looking like she was watching the show.

The eyes are meaningful.

Chen Yao put her son back into her arms, and just like that, he sat next to Shen Jing without any panic, "Sister Jing, have you learned to laugh at me?"

What can Shen Jing laugh about?

In boring days, I have a mentality of eating everything I can.

They are all trying their best to act, competing to see who can hide the least trace of the throbbing in this friendship.

"Why did you come to Beijing?" Shen Jing asked.

In a word.

Chen Yao felt that Shen Jing was misunderstanding that he came to Liang Yingning.

The injustice was done.

"I didn't come over until I knew you and Brother Shen had returned to China."

Shen Jing let out a long "Oh...".

Chen Yao put his hands on his knees and knocked repeatedly, but he still couldn't help but ask.

"Did she talk to Xie Qinyang?"

Shen Jing was funny, but she didn't laugh.

Liang Yingning and Xie Qinyang only met recently. They both have fun personalities and got together because of their common interests. What were they talking about?

Chen Yao was afraid that Shen Jing would misunderstand and use Liang Yingning as a wedding backup.

He added, "As long as we talk about it, I'll feel relieved."

Shen Jing was slightly stunned and glanced at Chen Yao, "I don't know whether we talked about it or not. Xie Qinyang arranged for her to live in Yanbai and asked her to have enough fun here. No, the racecourse was not to open until next month, but now it has been brought forward for you. .”

Chen Yao nodded and finally said nothing.

The two people sat in the back row and looked at the scene below the track from time to time.

It was Xie Qinyang and Liang Yingning who were standing in front of the two horses, probably planning to come back to compete next time.

Chen Yao was inexplicably addicted to smoking at this time. Considering that there were children around him, he held it back and asked the bodyguard for a smoking cessation stick, holding one in his mouth.

Still looking at Liang Yingning's expression towards Xie Qinyang.

Chen Yao began to doubt himself, was he jealous?
Late at night, the game broke up in a hurry.

Chen Yao and Shen Jing were riding in a car.

Liang Yingning and Xie Qinyang went to Yanbai and naturally got into the same car.

Even left before them.

Chen Yao only looked away when the taillights of the big G car turned on and stepped on the accelerator.

He always felt that the capital city was too solemn and sacred, which made people feel depressed. There were too many rules under the imperial city gate, which was not suitable for him to live there for a long time.

He glanced at Shen Jing through the rearview mirror.

She lowered her head and gently coaxed the baby in her arms to sleep.

Chen Yao then smiled and sent her back to the West District.

several days.

They were all in Beijing, just watching Xie Qinyang and Liang Yingning having fun.

She, Liang Yingning, really likes to hang out with the people from Beijing's upper class.

Chen Yao focused on meeting Zhou Lüchen to have tea and talk about projects. On the surface, he didn't seem to care and didn't pry.

One day at the hotel, Chen Yao still lost his composure and saw a man named Xie coming out of Liang Yingning's room.

It was Liang Yingning who escorted Xie Qinyang out in person, "Go slowly, thank you young master, and come back later." Xie Qinyang raised his lips at her, "How late?"

She held out two fingers.

It means meeting again at two o'clock in the morning.

The ambiguous scenes and the dialogue fell into his ears word for word, and Chen Yao couldn't help but think too much.

It's not that he doesn't trust Liang Yingning's character.

Late at night, hotel, big bed room... Xie Qinyang came out of her room still wearing a bathrobe, her cheeks slightly drunk and erotic...

You can also smell Liang Yingning's perfume on the other party.

Chen Yao was just frozen in the corner of the corridor, with a package of hot late-night snacks in his hand. He personally delivered it to Liang Yingning according to Liang Yingning's instructions.

Now in the picture of the three of them, he has become a joke.

Xie Qinyang walked past Chen Yao casually without saying hello.

Anyway.

Unfamiliar.

He couldn't play with the three generations at the top of the Beijing circle, except Zhou Lüchen.

Chen Yao lowered his head, with a cigarette in his mouth, expressionless from beginning to end, and put the midnight snack into Liang Yingning's hand without saying a word.

I really can’t find my identity to ask: Are you and Xie on good terms?

Or should I ask: Do you like him?

Or should I congratulate her and wish her happiness?

The words lingered in his throat for a long time, and Chen Yao didn't know how to say them out. His whole body was so tight that his forehead muscles jumped.

Turn away.

Liang Yingning looked at Chen Yao's back and said, "Sorry, Mr. Chen, Jin Zhaoyu Rong Mansion doesn't deliver food. It's so late and I don't know the way."

Chen Yao stopped and said, "A Ning."

Liang Yingning leaned against the door, "Say."

Chen Yao never looked back, and his voice lowered unconsciously, "I asked Brother Shen, Xie Qinyang is quite reliable, and the Xie family has a good family tradition. I believe what Brother Shen said."

Are you planning for her?

'boom--'

Even though the hotel door has noise reduction strips, it still makes a lot of noise.

He looked back somewhat unclearly.

The door has been completely closed by Liang Yingning, and she probably doesn't want to hear what he said.

This made Chen Yao lean in the corridor for a long time, motionless, smoking in silence and looking at the crystal spotlight in a daze.

After smoking out both cigarettes, Chen Yao put them into the classical vertical ashtray beside him, entered the elevator, edited the text and sent it to Liang Yingning.

"It's fun. If you don't have enough money, tell me."

Not sent.

It's a red exclamation mark.

Deleted as a friend?

Chen Yao sneered, laughing at his unnecessary actions tonight.

The copper-gold full-length mirror in the elevator reflected his face, his eyes were a little red and a little desolate.

Emotionally, Chen Yao thinks he has a deep understanding of how quickly people can change their hearts.

As long as the new love is good enough.

This is how he came from Song Tingting to Xing Fei.
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all night.

Chen Yao was sitting on the top of the mountain in the northern suburbs drinking tea with Zhou Lüchen.

Zhou Lüchen came from the conference room, still wearing a meticulous CEO-style suit. He probably didn't have time to change back home.

Sitting across from each other, there were two laptops and several boxes of cigars on the tea table.

But it was Chen Yao who was smoking.

Zhou Lü calmly drank tea and never touched cigarettes.

The late night frost and dew in the high altitudes are thick and cold, and the tea has cooled down.

Chen Yao continued to pour him tea and looked at the report in his notebook, "The price has always been balanced. If it is high, investors are not happy. If it is low, issuers are not happy either."

Zhou Luchen picked up the teacup unhurriedly, raised his hands and gestures with dignity, and said calmly, "Lingxi Biotech has a promising future, with a stock price of 52, a circulating market value of 150 billion, and a dynamic price-to-earnings ratio of 3.1443. Meifeng is the second shareholder."

never thought.

Chen Yao was distracted by a phone call. After listening to Zhou Lüchen's words, he replied indifferently, "Meifeng?"

Zhou Lu looked at Chen Yao with deep eyes, and he was deeply annoyed that Chen Yao was always distracted by his feelings from time to time.

Already several times.

The arbitrary and self-interested Chairman Zhou frowned.

Chen Yao stood up with his cell phone and said, "I'm going to take a call. I'll call Liang Yingning."