Encountered Uncle Se's ex-husband came to find fault

"In China, my name is Meng Beichen." He didn't want to hear that French name anymore, it would annoy him and remind him of something he didn't want to think of.

"Then I'll call you Chen." Shanni changed her words very quickly, trying to figure out a man's mind, the best way is to follow him first.

The middle-aged man kept silent. Seeing the impatience in Meng Beichen's eyes, he immediately said, "David, no, it's Beichen. Shanni doesn't need to join your company, but she can temporarily stay with you as a friend." Home? After all, we are going back to France soon, and she is alone in China"

"I will arrange a hotel for her to stay in. If she decides to live in China for a long time, I will also arrange a house for her. Mengyuan cannot bring women in." Meng Beichen interrupted him with a frown.

This family really treats him as a shelter, let's not talk about the rules of Mengyuan, even if she really lives in it, it is estimated that her mother will kill her immediately. [

The whole family seemed a lot more embarrassed, and finally Shanni said with a sense of humor: "It's okay, just go to Chen's place to sit down when you have time, I'm a little hungry, let's go eat."

Meng Beichen's face was still gloomy. He thought he had somewhat taken into account the kindness he had in the past. When they were in France, they had taken in Weiwei. Based on this, he picked them up at the airport and brought them here.

It's just that he really doesn't know if he has the patience to accompany her.

After Han Yixing saw clearly that the person pulling her onto the scooter was Ke Lei, he immediately punched him on the back angrily, and shouted loudly: "Ke Lei, do you want to scare people to death?"

"Little Ah Xing, do you want to murder your husband?" Ke Lei's ruffian voice followed her and shouted.

Han Yixing immediately silenced, sweating profusely, this guy who likes to joke all the time.

His speed was very fast, even surpassing Gregory's speed on a motorcycle, his hair was blown back by the wind, and his face was so painful.

The motorcycle snaked among the limousines, so vigorous and fast, but this riding style still made her turn pale with shock.

When she stopped outside the gymnasium, Han Yixing's legs felt a little weak, and she suddenly felt that the cars of those amateur racers in the past were nothing.

With Ke Lei's desperate approach, she was still alive.