Scheming Billionaire's Cute Wife

Andrew and Mo Qianqiu are puzzled when they look at Han Yichen's back. They turn to look at each other.

"What's the situation?" Andrew asked curiously.

"I want to know, but he won't tell us." Mo Qianqiu shrugged his shoulders and said.

"Come on, let's go back quickly. Jue is still waiting at home." Said Andrew.

"Well, let's go." Mo Qianqiu said.

Two people get into Han Yichen's car. Han Yichen is looking at the necklace in his hand. The two guys just sit in. Han Yichen is obviously unhappy.

"Isn't there a car in the back?" Han Yichen said coolly.

"Yes, but they don't go back to Yuwan with us, so they have to take your car. Are you going to work us down and walk back?" Mo Qian said with his lips curled.

Han Yichen heard that he reached out and stroked his chin. He looked at them thoughtfully.

"This is not impossible." Han Yichen said calmly.

"No, he's joking. Don't mind. It'll take at least two and a half hours to walk back from here." Andrew said quickly.

"If it's going to cost me anything, I'll leave now." Han Yichen said impatiently.

"Good, good." Said Andrew.

Mo Qianqiu and Andrew obviously feel that Han Yichen is in a bad mood today, so they dare not provoke him, otherwise they will die.

Han Yichen sat in the car and did not speak. He still held the necklace in his hand and looked out the window.

A small glass is an indispensable vision in my heart: novelty, yearning, hope, helplessness and feelings. Heart, no place to escape. The scenery outside the car window is so short and beautiful, so ethereal and distant. Maybe, within reach, maybe, the water has no trace. But, when those instant things, across the heart, if you are in, will you feel that life is not static solidification, but a flowing process?

Next, the tree disappeared. Outside the window, it's all green. It came to my eyes, filled with the smell of grass.

Those large wild flowers, quietly open, swaying in the wind, as if you can hear the sound of flowers, can smell the breath of the land, but also in that moment, saw a passing bird, spread wings, full of hope and happy mood.

It's a poetic journey. In the passage of time, always deduce the most beautiful spring. And we, over and over again, with joyful eyes, to watch, to feel, to dream about the constant beauty in our hearts.

Life, too. The years of youth are always the most beautiful. Over the years, those young time and young flowers, is always the heart of a clear spring, quiet, slowly, never stop.

The sky is gray, but Han Yichen's heart is empty, feeling as if the whole world has abandoned him. Lonely, lonely, lost, helpless.

Han Yichen's heart should not be happy at this moment. Although he escaped a fight, he had some very sad experiences in his heart.

Bang!

"Ah! What's the matter? "

Mo Qianqiu and Andrew were chatting. Unexpectedly, they were startled by a sudden sound, and Andrew almost pulled out the steering wheel.

"It's not all the way to hell." Han Yichen suddenly scolded.

Mo Qianqiu turned his head and looked at Andrew in shock. Andrew also looked surprised.

"What's the matter with that minister?" Mo Qianqiu asked carefully.

"Nothing. I'm fine." Han Yichen said in a deep voice.

"Very good, what a fart. You call it good." Andrew said to himself.

"If someone has upset you, tell me. I'll help you teach him a lesson." Mo Qian Qiu said quietly.

"Dare you?" Han Yichen said with a warning tone, looking at Mo Qianqiu coldly.

Mo Qianqiu looked at Han Yichen's appearance and couldn't help shrinking his neck, "dare not, dare not."

"Hum!" Han Yichen snorted coldly.

Mo Qianqiu reaches out his hand, pretends to wipe his sweat, and turns to look at Andrew. Andrew makes an action with Han Yichen. Mo Qianqiu looks at Han Yichen in surprise.

At this time, Han Yichen has closed his eyes and looks different from the one who just started the fire.

"He's in a bad mood today. Don't mess with him." Andrew tells Mo Qianqiu in lip language.

"Of course I know. Drive your car quickly."

Andrew heard a stare at Mo Qianqiu, and finally stepped on the gas. The limited edition Lamborghini shuttled along the road like a rocket.

Two and a half hours later, we finally arrived at our destination.

"I have arrived." Said Andrew.

"I'm not blind yet." Han Yichen didn't say well.

Andrew and Mo Qianqiu looked at each other, opened the door and ran in as if they were chased by a dog.

Two people ran to the living room. Yemingjue was sitting on the sofa drinking tea and chatting. Seeing this, Andrew quickly ran forward with a water bottle to deliver water to his mouth."You What's the matter? " Ann asked.

"Yes, you look like you haven't drunk water for a long time." Jinxuan said in a deep voice.

"Ah! You don't know. I'm too angry today. I'm always angry with us. " Mo Qianqiu said.

"Then you must have made him unhappy. Otherwise, how could he be angry with you? Besides, my temper is always mild." Jinxuan said in a deep voice.

"Wen Wen, come on. Just now Wen Wen saw something amazing. After we went up the mountain, we saw another one..."

"Ah, ah!" Before Andrew had finished speaking, there was a terrible cry.

"It hurts. Let it go." Andrew bent down to follow his arm.

When you see the person clearly, your face changes. You put your hand over your mouth and don't dare to say a word. Tears are rolling in your eyes.

"Minister, what can I do for you?" Jinxuan said in a deep voice.

Han Yichen heard that he let go of Andrew's arm. Andrew covered his arm and sat down beside yemingjue.

"What do you see?" Han Yichen asked in a deep voice.

"No, I didn't see anything. I saw you sleeping on the stone alone." Said Andrew.

Han Yichen nods with satisfaction. Then he sits on the sofa and looks at the tea on the table. This is his favorite Taiping Houkui. He takes a small cup and tastes it. An xiaonuan, Jin Xuan, Andrew and Mo Qianqiu turn to look at Han Yichen one after another.