Metropolis: My Rising Life

"Dad, how are you talking to Chen Yi?"

Chen Yi's home in OCT is a password and fingerprint lock.

Although it is separated by a corridor, Nan Jiyue has never been to her uncle's house since Chen Yi bought a house here.

Today Chen Yi returned to the imperial capital without being in Shanghai. Nan Jiyue didn't want to stay in the school dormitory during the weekend, so she returned to Chen Yi's home.

The hundreds of square meters of large flats were empty, making Nan Jiyue seem a little lonely.

She used to be like many people. She was the kind of girl who liked to stay at home. She would only be happier when there was no one at home.

But since interacting with Chen Yi, she has never wanted to be with Chen Yi all the time. Now that Chen Yi is not by her side, Nan Jiyue looks very awkward.

On the second day after Chen Yi and her father met, Nanda rarely took the initiative to call his father.

It's a pity that the father Nan who answered the phone didn't want to be happy. He was immediately depressed when he heard that the girl came up and asked about his boyfriend.

But although he was depressed, he didn't show it, just smiled and said, "...Xiao Chen is a nice guy, I like it very much."

With a simple sentence, Nan Jiyue breathed a sigh of relief.

Although knowing that her boyfriend is very good, even if her father is picky, she should agree with him, but before the results came out, she was a little nervous after all.

Even if she is determined to stand on Chen Yi's side, she does not want her parents to dislike her boyfriend.

Now that I heard what my father said, Nanda immediately said: "...that is, you don't look at whose boyfriend it is."

Hearing the little proud voice of her daughter, Nan's father shook his head and smiled, and said: "...Yes, my family Yueyue is the best."

"...I invite Xiao Chen to have time to have a meal at our house, and when you and him return to the imperial capital next time, you will bring home to show your mother."

The guy who was screaming was immediately shy. This is...have you met the parents?

Well, the parents of my own home have done it, and Chen Yi's parents are left behind.

She was excited.

"What did you talk to him yesterday?"

Nan Jiyue asked quite nervously.

"Talked about business matters, and also talked about your childhood."

"Talk about what I did when I was a kid!"

I was impatient.

"People want to know more about you, dad, I can only tell them."

The southern father laughed and thought it was funny to tease the girl.

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"Anyway, I have said everything that should be said. As for what we have talked about, go and ask him."

Father Nan diverted his attention.

As soon as Nan Jiyue heard this, she hung up the phone immediately, not going to talk to her father.

Listening to the beeping sound on the phone, Nan father said helplessly: "...This girl, it is estimated that she will be eaten to death."

...

In the imperial capital, early in the morning, Chen Yi drove a McLaren P1 to the West Third Ring Road.

For Chen Yi now, no matter how expensive the car is, it is just a toy. With his current status, it can be said that no matter what kind of car it is, it is very easy to get it if he wants to.

Although this McLaren p1 is known as the three great cars, as far as Chen Yi is concerned, as long as there is a price, he can play it at any time.

The pride and joy of driving a luxury car are long gone. For Chen Yi today, no matter what car it is, it is an ordinary means of transportation.

There are many cars under his current name, but most of them are put in the basement to eat ashes. This is also the state of many rich people.

The otaku buy the hands and put them in the cabinet to watch, and the rich people buy the supercars and watch them in the basement.

Occasionally I remember which car I want to drive, then drive it out for fun, nothing more.

Perhaps this is commonplace for Chen Yi, but for most people, a sacred car running on a city road still attracts the attention of countless people.

The greatest joy of driving this kind of supercar now is that the surrounding cars are as far away as possible from him, giving Chen Yi a relaxed feeling of driving space.

"I still have something to do in the imperial capital. I will return to Shencheng in two days."

"... Yueyue, if you are bored, just ask Sister Xin and others to go shopping."

"I'm driving now, don't talk to you more yet."

The mobile phone was connected to the on-board computer, and while driving while chatting with Nan Jiyue, Chen Yi pressed a button on the steering wheel and hung up the phone under the instruction of the other party to'drive carefully.'

The stereo in the car once again sounded the old songs of Jay Chou. There are really no songs to listen to in the Chinese music world. Chen Yi can only listen to old songs.

I came to a fairly good neighborhood in the West Third Ring Road. There are no new buildings on the boundary of the West Third Ring Road in the Imperial Capital. Almost all the houses have a history of nearly 20 years or more.

Finally, I found a parking space in the community, and the young people passing by in the community were staring at the supercar.

Those who know the goods are even more excited to take out their mobile phones and start taking pictures. It is not easy to get in touch with one of the three sacred cars so close...

Many people were also a little surprised when they saw a very tall young man wearing a mask stepping out of the car, and then picking up a bouquet of flowers from the co-pilot and entering the unit building.

What kind of beautiful girl is living here, who is chased by such a rich second generation?

Supercars, young people, and flowers give people the first impression that the rich second generation is chasing a certain girl.

"Oh, I guess there is another girl who is going to sleep in the rich second-generation bed tonight."

Someone whispered, with jealousy in the words.

Everyone has fantasized about being rich and handsome, being a bridegroom every night, and having negative contact with various goddesses in the minds of others.

This is a man's dream.

There is no elevator in this six-story house. Chen Yi climbed to the fifth floor with flowers. After confirming the house number, he rang the doorbell.

Han Bingbing is very busy as a reporter at the main station, and most of the time he does not work in the imperial capital, but runs all over the country.

Today is her rare day off. She was planning to sleep in late, but the habit of the biological clock made her wake up early.

As a lone woman who lives alone, her home is also very messy. Thinking that she hasn't done sanitation for a long time, today is preparing for a general cleaning.

It's just that this thought just came out of her mind, and when she tried to get up from the bed to take advantage of the good morning weather, she suddenly heard the doorbell.

"coming!"

As a reporter, Han Bingbing has many colleagues and friends, but not many have been to her house.

0.0　　 plus no one noticed in advance, so she didn't immediately think about someone coming over, but like most people, wondering if it was delivered by express.

"What was it delivered?"

Han Bingbing murmured, with question marks all over his face.

She scoured a lot of things in the b shopping cart, and at least five couriers shipped them at the same time. She even forgot what she bought.

When she walked to the door, she followed the cat's eye and looked out the door. After seeing the person standing at the door who was ringing the doorbell, she was immediately startled, her mouth widened and she couldn't believe it.

He opened the door quickly, and before Han Bingbing could say anything, he saw a bouquet of roses handed to her. In the gap between the roses, Chen Yi's smiling face could be seen:

"...Good morning sister Bingbing!"

Chen Yi was not polite at all, and walked directly into the house. .

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