250 Raids: There's a girl next door

A pair of eyes behind the glasses lens looked at Vanilla with interest.

Vanilla was slightly taken aback when she heard the words, what do you mean?

The president of a leading online game company in China?Do you mean their president?

Is this man also the CEO's admirer?

Otherwise, want to know what their president does?

Lu Jun knew what Vanilla was wondering, but he didn't explain it.

Pointing to the wound on her forehead, she reminded, "Hurry up and get some ice cubes to apply, otherwise the swelling will get worse in a while."

Vanilla had forgotten the pain at first, but after being reminded by Lu Jun, she remembered it again, stretched out her hand to cover the swollen piece, looked at the place where the two cars collided, "Then this..."

She has to arrange the car first when she leaves.

Anyway, the collision has already occurred, so report this matter to the president first, and then resolve it in the district.

Lu Jun said, "You drive the car forward a little, I will back it out, and you can park it again."

"Thank you." Vanilla bowed to the army in gratitude to Dade.

Qiao An and Wu Yifan entered the restaurant, found Zhang Mofei's private room, and went in one after the other.

Pei Mochen and Zhang Mofei sat with their backs facing the window.

The private room is not big, and the decoration is unique.

Joan was wearing a beige coat and a classic Burberry scarf. The first thing she saw when she entered the door was Pei Ruomian.

His black eyes lit up, and he walked towards her with a smile, "Anchor Pei."

Forgetting Wu Yifan who was following behind him, he walked to Pei Ruomian's side, pulled the chair next to her and sat down.

"Qiao Xiaoshou, long time no see." Pei Ruomian couldn't help laughing after finishing speaking.

She could never forget the time when a reporter interviewed her at the entrance of the restaurant.

What made her laugh the most was that the words of that passer-by A actually came true.

I still remember the scene when Joan stomped her feet and scolded back, like a 'shrew' scolding the street. '

'You are the subject, and your whole family is the subject. '

"Anchor Pei, I haven't seen you for a long time. What's wrong with you? You look bad, and you're covered in bruises."

Qiao An scanned Pei Ruomian's whole body with enchanting eyes.

His forehead was red and swollen, his face was covered with bandages, and his hands were scarred with gauze.

Feelings She has stopped being a host or a thug recently.

"It's a long story." Pei Ruomian said something clichéd, then she leaned towards Qiao An and asked in a low voice, "Hey, what's the final result?"

After asking, she glanced at Wu Yifan, her lips were slightly pursed, and the arc was wide.

Seeing Wu Yifan's handsome face and his elegant demeanor, I couldn't help sighing in my heart, how many unmarried girls and married aunts roared in their hearts for such a perfect couple.

One looks like an evildoer reborn, and the other is handsome as a refined man who just walked out of a painting.

What a waste, what a pity.

Joan blinked his long and narrow eyes suspiciously, "What result?"

Pei Ruomian asked, "Are you suffering a little or a big offense?"

This question is very important. It is related to whether she will change her name to Qiao An in the future.

Joan frowned and asked, "Can you not ask this kind of question?"

This is a sad topic, a painful topic.

When Qiao An was chasing Pei Ruomian before, Pei Ruomian would get annoyed whenever he saw him, but now that she stopped chasing Pei Ruomian, the two of them chatted very speculatively.

The two of them chatted intently.

Over there, Wu Yifan's handsome eyebrows were slightly frowned, holding the phone with his long white fingers, and sent someone a WeChat message.

Joan's cell phone rang twice, took out the cell phone from her bag, and saw someone sent a WeChat message.