Jin Pinmei: A Girl Appraiser

Yang Nairu was very worried, and it was fine at first, no matter what they wanted to do, as Mr. Mei said, they would never cause trouble in Jinling City. However, in this way, if Feng Tang wanted to chase Duanmu Baolian, Mr. Mei It's no wonder he could hold back such a bad breath.

Chasing girls!

Naturally, they are all in the city. If it is obvious that it will not work, there will definitely be a little trouble in the dark. He is very worried, will these two people fight desperately for a girl?

If the two of them want to throw a punch, smash a glass or something, he will definitely not care about it, but they don't need to instruct their subordinates, just fight with cold weapons and hot weapons. Thinking about it, he is terrified.

"The beauty...it's all a disaster..." Yang Nairu hung up Mr. Mei's phone and couldn't help muttering.

Duanmu Baolian naturally didn't know that she had been classified as a "disaster" by the unscrupulous fat uncle, and she was leaning on the car in a daze at this moment.

"Boss, where are we going?" Xia Ying asked in a low voice immediately as she looked at her pouting her mouth with an unhappy expression on her face.

"Driving around the Yangtze River, let's see the scenery on the river." Duanmu Baolian said softly.

"Okay!" Xia Ying didn't say much, and drove as she said, along the wide road by the river, and drove forward. Since he was only looking at the scenery, Xia Ying's speed was not fast.

Duanmu Baolian pressed down the window glass, looked at the rolling Yangtze River, not only said in a low voice: "The son is on the river, the dead are like a husband!"

"Boss, what did you say?" Xia Ying was stunned instinctively, and then asked casually.

"Life is like the Yangtze River, what is lost can never be brought back!" Duanmu Baolian said.

Xia Ying smiled wryly, Duanmu Baolian is definitely not a sentimental girl, she has a cheerful and lively personality, what's wrong today, she actually feels this way?Immediately hurried to comfort him: "Boss Baolian, you are still young, why do you think about these things?"

"Don't you see, Gaotang Mingjing's sad white hair is like blue silk in the morning and snow in the evening." Duanmu Baolian grabbed a lock of her long hair, stroked it gently, and sighed, "I'm still young, I'm still beautiful, my Life is still very beautiful, but after all, life only has such a short few years of beauty, just like that blooming flower, once withered, there is nowhere to follow-I am also worried that one day, my black hair will be replaced by white hair hair, so..."

"So what?" Xia Ying slowed down the car again, but she was shocked in her heart. What is she going to do?

"Even if the legend is illusory and cannot be found, I want to earn some money." Duanmu Baolian leaned on the car mat, closed her eyes, and thought of the doctor again. He was an interesting person. keen interest.

If there is no way to avoid some things, it is better to face them calmly.

This time Xia Ying didn't speak, he just smiled, he was just a bodyguard, a driver, he didn't know where to start with such a profound topic.

"Go back, the doctor is so stingy, he didn't invite me to dinner, you should go back and cook." Duanmu Baolian returned to her previous state, licked her pink lips, and said with a playful smile.

Xia Ying has recently become obsessed with cooking, and he is much more talented and convenient than Duanmu Baolian and Mr. Mei.

However, at this moment, Duanmu Baolian's cell phone rang unexpectedly. She took out the cell phone to look at it, and frowned—the caller ID was Zhang Qian. With the incident of Zhang Yao and Lin Yuexia, she was really afraid of seeing these things. classmate.