My Wife is a Beautiful CEO

Chapter 230 [Daughter]

After more than a minute, Yang Chen came to the place that Chanel chose to be the safest place.

This is a rotating western restaurant in the center of Zhonghai, located at the top of a high-rise building. From here, you can see more than half of the city.

Yang Chen had to admire the daring of this guy, because such a place, once found, there is no possibility of escape, the police directly blocked the building around, he was difficult to fly.

Of course, if he plans to come to a bombing building and take the hostage as a cover, it is also a good choice.

After entering the western restaurant, Yang Chen saw the "man-made figure" sitting in the window and looking at the urban scenery outside the window. Although this description is rather eccentric, Yang Chen had to say that Zhou Dongcheng's Chanel side is more than his male. One side is more pleasing to the eye.

Chanel is a red-black skirt in Northern Ireland style, wearing a ladylike hat with flowers and feathers, carrying a small bag of Gucci, a wig is also an amber curly hair of the Irish girl, white skin color, bright eyebrows, such a costume, any Who can't see it, he turned out to be a man.

Even the men in many restaurants have already cast a hot eye on him.

After Yang Chen sat down, Chanel smiled at him.

"This gentleman, what do you want?" The delicate waitress came to ask Yang Chen.

Chanel said: "Give this gentleman a cup of blue mountains, add milk without sugar."

Yang Chen watched the waiter walk away and smiled and said: "How can you help me?"

"Everyone has to go abroad. I hope that the man he admires drinks a cup of coffee that is considered to be in line with his temperament. Can such a small request not be promised?" Chanel said resentfully.

Yang Chen reached out and stopped, and said: "What do you say? A man who loves?"

"Yeah, anyway, this time has passed, I am not dragging the water, Yang Chen, in fact, I have long liked you."

Yang Chen touched his forehead with one hand. He felt that he had some difficulty breathing. He didn’t listen to all kinds of women in this life and said that he likes himself and likes himself. But the man who is still a woman than a woman said that he likes himself. Yang Chen feels overwhelmed.

"You are not afraid of me fleeing?" Yang Chen smiled.

"No, at least after drinking coffee." Chanel is in the chest.

Yang Chen was a little uncomfortable, didn't know what to say, and looked at the bustling traffic in the city overlooking the window, no longer saying more.

Chanel grinned and smiled. "Do you know, I first paid attention to you, you were on the road, saved the daughter of Fang Shuji in the crash of the car, the incident was arranged by me, in fact, I was nearby. Looking at all of this, the hero’s temperament to save the beauty made me very excited. After that, I tried to investigate you and arranged a few people in the car to follow you. I didn’t expect that few good players were brought to you. The suburbs were solved, the car exploded, and the bones were gone. I felt that you were like Superman... Later, at the Fenglin Sports and Leisure Center, you played tennis while smoking. You don’t know if you have How fascinating it is, especially when you put the ball out of the field, I was too tired to die, but I felt that it was the most beautiful tennis game I have ever played."

Yang Chen felt like a goosebump, and smiled stiffly: "Can you change the subject, you won't want to tell me about it."

"I know that you will not accept my love, so... I just said my thoughts. Now, I am so much better." Chanel looked at Yang Chen with a bit of resentment, and looks like an outsider. Unwittingly seeing, I thought that Yang Chen’s heart abandoned a big beauty.

"Your dad is killing you," Yang Chen said suddenly.

Chanel looked at her and finally became serious. She looked at Yang Chen inexplicably. "How do you know."

"Guess, you used to be right with your dad at the banquet. Now your dad is dead, still dead in his own hands, but you come here with such a leisurely confession, I want to kill him, the most It may be that you are the son he will not guard against." Yang Chen is just the point that he just thought of.

"Wrong, not a son, a daughter," Chanel corrected.

Yang Chen smiled and picked up the bitter coffee of Blue Mountain and took a sip. "Well, Miss Chanel, although I don't know why you hate that your father hates to kill him at such a moment, but I still want to thank you. If it wasn't for you from the internal core, killing Zhou Guangnian directly, the battle last night would not be so easy."

Chanel sneered, and her eyes were a bit hot. "Yang Chen, do you know why, I don't like men to dress like this, so I like to treat myself as a woman?"

"Why..." Yang Chen has been curious about this.

"Because my mother," Chanel blinked and said: "My mother is the gentlest, the most kind, the most beautiful, the most loving person in the world. From the time I became sensible, only my mother raised me. At that time We lived in the country, Zhou Guangnian, the old fox, for his gangster career, until I was thirteen years old, I came home to come to us.

However, all he wants is me, because he and his buddies are all daughters.

He doesn't need a daughter. He wants a son to be his successor. But he dislikes my mother because she works day and night, pulling me up, and aging, what he needs is a woman who is glamorous and can give him a sense of accomplishment. So... he stared at me and let my mother commit suicide by drinking poison..."

Listening to Chanel's narrative, Yang Chen can feel the thick hatred in his heart. The hate can't make people feel scared. It only makes people feel that he is very pitiful, lonely and helpless.

"This is why you killed your father?" Yang Chen understands that Zhou Guangnian is indeed psychologically distorted.

"Isn't this enough? Hey, I always thought that I was too young at the time, I didn't understand those things, but he didn't know. I secretly saw and secretly heard the **** thing he had committed against my mother!

But at that time, I was still young, I couldn’t fight him.

Therefore, I chose to come to China Sea with him and became the young master of Dongxing. However, the more he wants his son, the more he does not give him his son. I am so beautiful, why can’t I be a woman...

Since then, my biggest wish has been to be a beautiful woman like my mother..."

Chanel licked her long wave of hair, and the charm of a moment attracted the hot eyes of a large man in the restaurant.

Smiling with arrogance, Chanel lazily lifted the coffee cup and took a sip. "Look, I did it, how feminine I am..."

"What are you going to do next, go abroad?" Yang Chen felt that this girl...had a good idea, and he admired Chanel's straightforwardness and simply.

Chanel is full of scorn: "Yeah, through the Dongfeng sent by you, I killed Zhou Guangnian, let him kneel on the ground, redeemed in the direction of my mother's burial. You know... how easy I was at that moment. I have been waiting for that moment for so many years...

Next, I will leave China, go to a place where no one can find me, wait for everything to be calm, maybe I will come back... But who can say it, Mr. Yang Chen... I will tell you a word - Women are fickle. ”

Yang Chen smiled bitterly. He had a deep understanding of this sentence. In fact, he did not need to tell Chanel.

When Chanel left, she did not let Yang Chen send him. According to his meaning, I was afraid that I couldn’t help but cry, so Yang Chen was glad to have not followed.

Time is almost noon, Yang Chen drove back to Longjingyuan Villa. To be honest, I haven't had a meal with Lin Ruoxi and Wang Ma for a long time. He missed it.

But just after getting off the bus, Yang Chen found that a yellow Audi TTS was still parked on the roadside. Yang Chen would not think that this car was Lin Ruoxi. Although it is a very cost-effective car, it is relatively cheap. It will definitely not be in the Lin Ruoxi garage.

And the people who come here to visit Lin Ruoxi, except for the one who has been beaten by Lin Ruoxi in the mall, has gone out of the sea, Zeng Xinlin, no one else.

The vast majority of possibilities for driving such a car are women, so Yang Chen is also very curious.

Open the door, walked into the hall and looked at it. On the sofa in the living room, I sat with a guest. Together with Lin Ruoxi, I held a white porcelain teacup and said something with a smile.

Seeing Yang Chen entering the door, the two women looked over.

Yang Chen took a forehead, how did she come?