The Genius Doctor, My Wife, Is Valiant

  Chapter 283

  A dozen top-of-the-line Land Rover cars were parked outside the crew, all of them black. Because that person only likes black and camouflage.

  But in front of the dozen or so black cars, there was a very glaring red Silber parked.

  That's hers.

  One of her favorite cars.

  That Silbe is not only a sports car, but also a snowmobile. The wide wheels and low body can ride freely on snow and ice.

  Beautiful streamline Except for the Maybach concept car named "Fantasy", she believes that there is no car comparable to it.

  But at this moment it was being ridden by the man.

  Inexplicable is just a puff of anger.

  Why didn’t you expect to drive the car directly into the room?

When Jing Qian came out, the man's bodyguard immediately stepped forward to Jing Qian and said respectfully: "Miss Jing, our husband is waiting for you in the car."

"understood."

Before the "please" of the bodyguard could say, Jing Qian walked towards the red Silbe with a cold face.

  Bodyguard:...

  Is this a savior?

How does    feel like an enemy?

  Jing Qian walked to Silbe and stood still, and the two bodyguards in front of the car door immediately stepped aside.

Jing Qian did not reach out to pull the door handle because he couldn't open it. This car was modified by her and entered the door with a brush face.

   Soon, the door of the car was opened from the inside, and the bodyguard at the door bowed and said, "Miss Jing, please come in."

  In the car, the man sits in the driving seat. Although he does not stand up, the figure that almost fills the entire seat is enough to prove that the man is tall and tall.

   is incompatible with supercars. The man wears a meticulously ironed black suit. The shirt of the same color shows his mature and stable aura.

  The straight and straight nose with smooth lines looks perfectly proportioned from the side. The man's face is sideways, and Jing Qian looks into the pair of crushed star eyes.

  He is a bit thinner than before.

  Some sunken eye sockets accentuated his outline.

  His eyes are of that kind of narrow and long type, but they are not small, on the contrary, they have strokes with a deep and deep color.

  The eagle-like eyes that used to be resolute and falcon-like, the moment they saw her, overflowed with a rare blur.

  His fingers are slender and white, with distinct joints. At this moment, he was gently rubbing the steering wheel, and the goose bumps on Jing Qian's body were slowly erecting one by one.

  Undoubtedly, the man is a lot more emaciated.

Is it because of her?

  But how much gratitude and love she had for this man once, and how much hatred and hatred she had towards this man later.

  The two looked at each other like this.

  Rebirth now, no likes and no hatreds.

  He couldn't recognize himself anyway. To him, she is a stranger.

  And she, too.

   "Who are you? What are you looking for?"

Seeing Du Yanzheng not speaking, Jing Qian spoke first.

  I knew that this man would come to her with such a big fanfare, she would not save the old man.

  Trouble!

  Du Yanzheng looked at him standing in front of his car door very casually, with a trace of impatient girl between his eyebrows.

  Her facial features are very beautiful.

  The beauty is at its extreme.

  The thick and thin eyebrows are not too long, making her look like a gentle rabbit, but her innate temperament makes her feel a hint of heroism.

  Her eyelashes are densely curled, her eyes are deep, the corners of her eyes are bent downward, and the end of her eyes rises with a hint of flattery.

  Typical peach blossom eyes.

  (End of this chapter)