My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

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What tricks does he want?

She doesn't like men with a messy private life, men who can't promise their women, men who have many women around them, and don't like them at all.

Mother Zhou walked to the side and talked to others. Leng Zhiyu stood in place and waited. At this moment, a sharp sound of car tire friction sounded, and the woman screamed, "My child!"

Leng Zhiyu's eyes glanced towards the side corridor. A red sports car rushed out of control on the street outside the corridor, and there was a little girl in front of it.

She stared, her two long, thin legs kicking on the wall and directly over the wall. She ran to the little girl in a lightning motion and drew her into her arms, then she evaded sideways.

The crisis was lifted, the red sports car continued to rush forward, and a girl was sitting in the driver's seat. She screamed out of control, "Ah, help! Get out, get out, my brakes don't work!"

"My child!" The little girl's mother ran over, and held the little girl in her arms. The mother was very grateful for Leng Yi, "Thank you, thank you ..."

Before the words were over, Leng Zhiyu had pulled away, and when her mother looked up, she saw that her life-saving benefactor had leapt to the roof of the red sports car.

Mom and passers-by stared, "Oh my God!"

Leng Zhiyu stood on the roof of the car, the speed of the sports car was too fast, and the gallop was fast, and it was about to go to the bustling street. There were many people there. Once the sports car hit it, the consequences would be disastrous.

She slid to the windshield of the sports car, and then kicked her feet. The girl in the driver's seat screamed. The glass had broken a big hole, and the cold kite flew in.

"Let's go!" She held the steering wheel with both hands.

The girl in the driver's seat shuffled, "Oh oh, sister, hold on!"

The girl let go and hid to the back seat.

Sitting in the driver's seat, Leng Zhiyu tried to apply the brakes. When she stepped on them, the harsh brake sounded and the sports car stopped.

The girl used to cover her face with both hands. When she saw the car stopped, she immediately lowered her hand and pulled the car door. She ran out, "I am not dead, I am not dead, haha!"

"Little peach, little peach!" At this moment, two girls carrying big bags hurried over. "Little peach, what are you doing, playing with speed and passion, we are still waiting for you to drive outside the mall."

"Don't mention it," Xiao Tao reached out and wiped the sweat from her forehead. "My brakes failed, thanks to this sister who saved me!"

Cold Kitty opened the door and came out.

"Sister, sister, you were so handsome just now, like a woman who fell from the sky, I adore you!" Xiao Tao hugged Leng Zhiyu's arm and shoved hard, and her eyes were full of worship, "Sister, you said you I can't control how this sports car is subdued. "

Little peach pursed her pink mouth.

Leng Zhiyu looked at Xiaotao. The girl was very young, about 20 years old. She wore a short cyan knit sweater, a purple plaid skirt and fringed riding boots. The look was a schoolgirl's dress. The girl was long. It's beautiful, with **** eyes, it's like the first time I saw this flowery world, and I'm constantly curious. The white and tender facial features reveal a forceful aura and vitality.

Seeing a very clever girl making Leng Zhiyu quite speechless, she pulled her arm back and said lightly, "The brakes are good, do you use the throttle as a brake?"

"Ah?" Xiao Tao's eyes widened, and she shouted embarrassedly. "This ... hehe ... this ... seems like ..."

The cold kite turned and left.

"Sister, how can you leave now?" Xiao Tao grabbed the sleeves of Leng Jie's sleeves. "Sister, don't leave, you saved me today. I want to invite you to dinner."

"No need ..." Leng Zhiyu refused.

At this time, a small voice came out of "Little Peach ..." and someone came over.

"Third brother." Xiao Tao shouted as he watched.

Leng Zhiyu looked up, turned out to be ... Ye Ziyi.

Xiao Tao is Ye Ziyi's sister?

Ye Ziyi went to Xiao Tao and looked up to touch her head. "I heard that you're in trouble again? I knew that I wouldn't take you to T City for school. You should stay in Beijing."

"San brother, don't worry, I know it's wrong, Beijing is so boring, Daddy knows to control me." Xiao Tao raised her pink cheeks.

Ye Ziyi's eyebrows had a fondness for the younger sister. He shook his head helplessly, and then looked at Leng Yijie, "Ziyi, what a coincidence. This is my sister, Ye Xiaotao. "

"Brother, you know this sister. This sister saved me. I'm going to invite her for a big meal. Should we go there?"

"It's really unnecessary, I'm going back." Leng Zhiyu shook her head and refused. She nodded to Ye Ziyi, then turned.

"Hey, sister, don't go!" Ye Xiaotao rushed to Leng Yi.

"Xiao Tao, don't make trouble!" Ye Ziyi stretched out a hand to **** the waist of the cold kite, avoiding Ye Xiaotao's fall.

"Wow, brother, you actually hug your sister, you ... shame." Ye Xiaotao reached out and covered his eyes, and opened a gaping peek in a playful way.

In fact, he didn't really hug her, but just touched his palm with a gentle gesture, but Leng Zhiyu was still uncomfortable, and she glanced at Ye Ziyi.

Ye Ziyi's gaze was soft, and he retracted his hand. "Kite, it's better to meet each other, or have a meal together?"

"I…"

"Mrs. Zhou!" At this moment a low-alcohol voice sounded from behind.

...

Leng Zhiyu listened to this voice and was stagnation. She quickly turned her head and saw Zhou Yao pull out her long legs and came slowly.

Zhou Yao's eyes first glanced at her, and then he stayed on Ye Ziyi's face. He didn't have much emotion, just smiled with his lips, "Mrs. Who are these people? Your friends?"

Leng Zhiyu didn't answer for a moment, she didn't expect Zhou Yao to come so soon.

"Sister, are you married?" Ye Xiaotao asked curiously.

"Yeah, we are married. She is my wife. Mrs. Zhou, why didn't you tell your friends about our marriage?" Zhou Yao looked at her with narrow eyes.

Leng Zhiyu wanted to talk, and then Ye Ziyi stepped forward and said politely, "Mr. Zhou, hello, I'm a friend of Jie, we haven't seen each other for many years, but only recently met," said Ye Ziyi looked at the cold kite. "Zi kite, I didn't expect that you were married."

Ye Ziyi's tone seemed to be embarrassing.

"I ... soon to get married ..." Leng Zhiyu didn't know what to say. The fewer people you should know about this fake marriage, the better, and why Zhou Yao said so.

At this time, a soft arm was buckled on her soft waist, and the healthy and masculine masculine fluttered from the top of her head. "Ma'am, we should go home."