Chapter 59

The villa is located on the beautiful coastline, the blue sky, the gentle sandy beach, the soft fine sand is white and crystal clear, and the seagulls are flying low above the shallow water, it is a dreamlike and intoxicating place.

The car stopped in front of the villa, but Qin Lang was not in a hurry to get out of the car, and told Liang Wanwan to take Mai Meng in first.

Liang Wanwan twisted his waist and asked, "What about you?"

Qin Lang explained, "The car is out of gas! The gas station is on the other side of the road. I'll go get some gas and come back."

When Liang Wanwan saw Sewangyou, he immediately raised his hand and said, "I'll go with you."

Qin Lang said to Mai Meng apologetically, "Mai Meng, do you want to join me?"

Mai Meng curled her lips, "I'm not a light bulb, I'm going down now."

Qin Lang smiled gently, "This villa is owned by Gu Zheng, he knows you are coming today, so you can just go in."

Mai Meng muttered, "So it's his!"

The tone was contemptuous.

Qin Lang shook his head helplessly, watched Mai Meng go down, closed the car door, instead of going into the gate, he walked towards the beach.

"Hey, why are you going?"

Mai Meng turned around, with an idiot look on your face, "Walking on the beach is much better than being locked in a house."

Qin Lang could only say, "Then don't go too far, we'll be right back."

Mai Meng waved her hands impatiently, "Hurry up and go!"

The engine roared, and the car quickly disappeared from sight.

Mai Meng looked around boredly, stood there for a while, blowing the sea breeze, and then walked slowly along the water traces thrown by the waves.

Such a quiet and leisurely moment seemed to have already left her.

The fine sand got into her canvas shoes, which was a strange feeling.

She squatted down, took off her shoes and hung them on her fingers, bouncing around to avoid the beautiful shells on the ground.

Suddenly... ten steps away from her, she saw a pair of white casual shoes.

The style of the shoes doesn't look special, but the lines are exceptionally smooth, coupled with the excellent leather and handmade textures, only experts know what kind of financial resources and channels are needed to customize such a pair of shoes.

Among the people Mai Meng knew, there was only one person who habitually wore such low-key shoes.

She once teased, "You are also the president of a large group. The shoes you wear are a three-no product, and you don't even have a brand."

Then she mentioned a lot of brands in detail.

The man shook his head inscrutablely and smiled, his expression clearly showed that he didn't want to argue with her.

Later, she learned that people who really pursue quality always wear high-end custom handmade works.

The style is low-key, but enjoy the unique design.

Mai Meng's gaze finally fell on the calm face of the shoe owner.

Then--

Sa Yazi turned her head and ran.

(End of this chapter)

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