Madam Is A Sensational Figure In The City

"Only young masters like Fu Borong have the best chance to get close to Yan Jinyi. For Yuxi's happiness, I am willing to personally drug Yan Jinyi."

With a raised eyebrow, Leng Yuxi began to think seriously.

This Yang Guifang is really scary, and Yan Jinyi is also very unlucky to have such a perverted grandmother.

But it's okay, if it fails, let her be the scapegoat.

"Yu Xi, let me answer the phone, you sit down and work first."

It was Chen Yulian calling, fearing that something might happen over there, Yang Guifang hastily pressed the answer button.

Leng Yuxi glanced at Yang Guifang's back and began to look at the whole room.

She has been here twice, the living room is very small, not as big as her room.

There is a plate of fruit on the coffee table, and there is a porcelain bowl full of fruit peels beside it.

Suddenly, Leng Yuxi's eyes were attracted by the photo album in the corner.

The cover of the photo album has turned yellow, and it can be seen that it has aged.

By coincidence, she reached out to pick up the photo album and opened it. The first few pages were almost photos of Chen Yulian's family, and the rest were Yang Guifang's. Flipping through the pages, Leng Yuxi's eyes suddenly froze on one of the photos.

It was a little girl of four or five years old, sitting in front of the dirt wall in a worn-out big padded jacket.

This little girl looks surprisingly similar to her when she was a child.

Yang Guifang just finished the phone call, saw Leng Yuxi looking at the photo album and took the initiative to introduce, "This is my daughter, the mother of the white-eyed wolf."

Yan Jinyi's mother?

"Very vague."

"For decades, it must be blurry."

Couldn't help but look at it a few more times, suddenly, Leng Yuxi had a terrible idea.

She had seen photos of her parents when she was a child, and she joked that she didn't look like them at all, why...

Taking advantage of Yang Guifang's inattention, Leng Yuxi secretly hid a photo of her and her two children.

*

"Second brother, save those poor coaches!"

As soon as he arrived at Huo's Manor, Huo Xishen was stopped by Huo Qingyuan.

This private residential area is sparsely populated, and it is an excellent place to practice driving. In the past few days, Yan Jinyi has asked the coach to come and teach.

Originally, I wanted to admire the true face of the most luxurious house in the city, but I didn't know that it would become my own nightmare.

Huo Qingyuan really sympathized with those coaches.

"what happened?"

"Just now another coach was scolded and cried by the second sister-in-law. The coach was introduced by the sister-in-law. The second sister-in-law is so good to the sister-in-law. Even the coach introduced by the sister-in-law..." Huo Qingyuan hesitated to speak.

She thinks that the second sister-in-law should not learn to drive in this life. Anyway, the Huo family has horses, so how good is it to ride a horse?

Huo Xi was silent for a few seconds, his eyes fell on Yan Jinyi who was leaning on the front of the car not far away and making a phone call, "Go back and read."

After confessing, he walked over with long legs.

Um?

Now even the second brother has started to urge her to study, isn't it?

It's changed, everyone has changed.

As soon as Yan Jinyi hung up the phone, he saw Huo Xishen walking towards him, "Boss Huo misses me?"

"Well, I really miss Madam." Huo Xishen replied calmly, "Madam wait for me."

Yan Jinyi watched helplessly as he drove over in a particularly stylish sports car. It was red and flamboyant, which suited her temperament very well.

"Get in the car."

Looking at the time, "Mr. Huo plans to take me on a date at this point?"

"Isn't Madam lacking a coach?" Huo Xishen asked back.

Yan Jinyi suddenly realized that he was planning to teach her to drive himself!

"Does Madam like this car?"

"good."

She had never seen this car before, so it should be newly bought.

"I wanted to give it to Madam as a gift, but it seems that Madam doesn't need it anymore." Huo Xishen, who knew Yan Jin's intentions and temperament well, added slowly, "It's only a few million."

Just a few million?

Fuck, do rich people owe money like this?