Billionair Husband Doted On His Substitute Wife

Yang qingti's face was already very ugly, because he saw Lu Yu's sentence "in my heart, you are the best". He felt more and more funny. Is there anyone better than him?

"Lu Zhen, since you've come to the mall, shall I treat you to dinner?" Yang Qing said.

Lu Yi shook his head. "I'm not hungry, Yang Xuechang. Let's go back quickly."

He said he landed and left.

Yang Qing stiffened and followed up.

This scene happened to be seen by a person... Wu Zeyu.

Wu Zeyu was shocked to see Lu Yu walking with a handsome senior. His first reaction was - Fuck, ah Mo was wearing a green hat!

Wu Zeyu immediately took out his mobile phone, took a picture of Lu Yu and Yang qingti walking together, and then sent it to Lin Mo, with a text - -- ah Mo, guess what I saw?!

......

Outside the mall, Yang Qing pulled open the co driver's door of the sports car, "Lu Lu, please get on the bus."

"Thank you." Lu Yu got into the co pilot's seat.

Yang qingti returned to the car. Today, he drove a Ferrari. This Ferrari is expensive. He deliberately drove here to show off in front of Lu.

"Lu Lu, what do you think of this sports car? This Ferrari sports car is worth eight figures." Yang qingti proudly compared it with an "eight".

Lu Yu nodded, "this car is very good."

"Lu Lu, does your friend have a car? Can he drive?"

"He doesn't have a car. I've seen him go to school by bike." Lu recalled, telling the truth.

Yang qingti's sense of superiority came. He said, "ah, your friend doesn't have a car. It's a pity that he can't take you out for a ride in a Ferrari."

Lu Zhen didn't realize the pertinence in Yang qingti's tone. She looked at the Ferrari. "It's good, but it seems that the style... Is out of date. I once took a Ferrari Global Limited Edition for a ride before. That's it. When you say that, I suddenly remember that I haven't taken my friend's bike for a ride. It must be very interesting."

Lu Zhen looked yearning. She really didn't expect to take Lin Mo's bike for a ride. Fortunately, Yang qingti reminded her.

“......”

Yang qingti looked pig liver and almost vomited blood. He didn't know Lu's real identity. The garage of Lu's home can be filled with Ferrari limited edition sports cars.

Moreover, Lu Yu never despised Lin Mo's birth. She also found it interesting to ride a bike.

The scene of Lu Yu getting on Yang qingti's sports car was also photographed by Wu Zeyu. Wu Zeyu sent it to Lin mo. this time, the supporting text - ah Mo, it's over. Lu Xiaohua would rather cry on a Ferrari sports car than take your bike. Girls are so realistic.

Ding.

Lin Mo's cell phone rang.

At this time, a dazzling red Ferrari sports car is parked on the street opposite the mall. The world's limited luxury cars can throw off Yang qingti's streets and "brush" to catch people's attention.

Lin Mo sat in the driver's seat, holding the steering wheel with one hand. He opened the text message, read the message sent by Wu Zeyu, and then left his mobile phone in the co driver's seat without expression.

He came long ago.

He located and tracked Lu's mobile phone. He saw Lu and Yang qingti enter the mall with his own eyes. Just now, he also saw Lu get on Yang qingti's outdated sports car with his own eyes.

Lin Mo stepped on the accelerator, and the limited edition sports car sped down the street, following Yang qingti.

Lin Mo's Zhang Jun wears sunglasses on his face and chews gum in his mouth. Looking at Yang qingti's sports car in front of him, he feels chest tightness and can't breathe anywhere.

The driver's window slid down half the way. The neon lights at night were reflected on his handsome face through the polished window and plated with a layer of magnificent color. His face was expressionless chewing gum. The wind at night blew his white shirt. Such a handsome young man was in a mess, which attracted passers-by to review one after another.