The Richest Man Yang Fei

Yang Fei lent her his shoulder and let her rely on it for a while.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Yang, I lost my composure just now." Mingcai straightened up, turned her head and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, "I think, I fell in love with you just now."

"Remove the word like." Yang Fei looked at her, couldn't help but pissed off, and said with a smile, "You can go directly."

Nakamori Akina bit her lip, she didn't understand Yang Fei's joke.

Yang Fei spread his hands helplessly, thinking, who told me to be so innocent?

"I mean, you don't have to say sorry, because I like you too."

Who doesn't like such a beauty?

Homeless people know how to go to the entrance of the entertainment city to see the beautiful women with bare legs!

"Mr. Yang, is the movie you told me about going to be made?" Akina Nakamori asked.

"Really." Yang Fei said, "Do you agree to act?"

"What right do I have to refuse?" Akina Nakamori said with sore eyes, "I am no longer the Akina I used to be. Over the past few years, my popularity is not as great as before, and the songs I sing and sales are not as much as before. .”

"That's because you've sunk. You've sunk into your own emotions and you can't extricate yourself. You've learned to smoke and drink. You deliberately use these behaviors to destroy your most proud voice. You want to use your depravity to punish The mistakes you made. In fact, you already know your mistakes, but you have never been able to find a replacement. You should try to let go of the past and try to understand and accept other people who care and love you. Maybe you will find a Better love."

Nakamori Akina stared at him blankly, as if staring into the abyss in her heart.

As far as Yang Fei knew, this peerless young woman, like the song sang, was alone, with no one around, and never got married until she was old.

"Today's pool water woke me up completely." Akina Nakamori said softly, "You held me back, and you gave me a new life. From now on, I will live for myself."

"I want to tell you frankly that you are the sweetest dream of many men. You are one of the few characters left in this world, with a rough fate, wandering around, and hard to find. I am very happy that because of the fate of marriage, you Can be a part of my life. Maybe you are an angel exiled from heaven..."

Akina closes her eyes,

Tears flowed down from the corners of her eyes.

For that so-called fame, she had fought for several years and paid for it for several years, but it ended up costing her career, youth, health, and even her entire life.

After meeting Yang Fei, she suddenly understood that the man she wanted and was looking for was actually Yang Fei. In addition to being handsome and capable, he also knew how to respect women, would pay for women, and even spared no effort to save her. Danger!

However, she has passed the age of extravagance, and she dare not long for a man like Yang Fei anymore.

"Ding dong!" The doorbell rang.

Akina raised her head and said, "Don't worry about him. It might be my assistant. She came back to look for me when she found out that I wasn't at the party."

"Don't you have a phone at home?"

"I'm unplugged. The mobile phone is off."

"..."

The doorbell rang a few times and then stopped.

Mingcai lay lazily on the sofa and stretched.

Yang Fei looked at her small waist, and said: "It's so thin, it's just right to grasp it. I always feel that the words man-made in ancient my country are too exaggerated, just like this graceful grasp, and the slender waist and light palm. I always feel unbelievable, how can anyone have such a thin waist? I saw your waist today, and I believe it. It’s not that the ancients made a mistake, but my knowledge is too little.”

"Am I really beautiful?" Akina Nakamori put her hands on her waist, twisted her waist mischievously, like a little lady shyly.

"You don't know how beautiful your vegetables are, and you don't know how rich your horses are."

"Who is Ma Yun?"

"A man who will be very rich in the future."

"People who will be very rich in the future? How do you know now?"

Yang Fei smiled: "Maybe, I have the ability to predict fate?"

"Master fortune teller? Then you can help me figure it out, okay? I don't care whether I will be rich or not in the future, I just want to know the destination of my relationship, not marriage, but the destination of my relationship. I have experienced so many things, I have seen through marriage, only It’s good to want to give my feelings a place to rest.”

Yang Fei looked at her innocent smiling face and didn't speak.

Can a man really be pure when he appreciates a beautiful woman? Is it just for the feast of the eyes?

It is said that when a man is alive, there are a few things that must be experienced.

One of them is the woman from the island country.

Yang Fei believes that, whether it is now or in future generations, many boys will agree with this point of view.

Whether it is because of the influence of action movies in the island country, which makes men feel that the women in the island country are really so good in that respect, or because of the problems left over from history, every man is full of enthusiasm, just like watching "Nanjing Massacre" In the end, what the men thought was that besides dropping atomic bombs on the island country, they also wanted to take the women back here and torture them again.

At the very least, on the Internet posts that Yang Fei's later generations have seen, people often express such indignation, and then countless people like it.

The current Nakamori Akina is actually the best age in her life.

When she was a girl, she was a little chubby, wearing a student skirt from an island country, her face looked chubby, and she was called meat dish by fans. Later, Mingcai grew slimmer and thinner, and her face became thinner and thinner. peak value.

"Ding dong!"

The doorbell rang again.

This time it sounded very stubbornly and kept ringing.

Ming Cai got off the ground angrily, put down her skirt, and walked over to open the door.

Yang Fei looked at the door.

He saw Ming Cai standing at the door in a daze, and didn't see her speak.

Yang Fei wondered curiously, who is here?

Someone came to speak, in Japanese, very fast, but Yang Fei still understood.

Masahiko Kondo!

He actually came!

According to him, he received a call from Ming Cai's assistant, explaining that the dish was missing, and asked him to look for it.

Masahiko Kondo questioned Akina loudly, asking why she didn't open the door for the assistant when she was clearly at home? Caused him to come for a trip, do you want to lose your nerve again? Want to play suicide? Let me tell you, even if you die a hundred times, I won't change my mind. The reason why I came to look for you is because I don't want to get into any trouble because of you!

Yang Fei came over and said coldly: "Have you finished? When the assistant came to look for her, it was inconvenient for her to open the door because I was here."

Kondo Masahiko looked at Yang Fei in astonishment: "Who are you?"

"You don't need to know who I am, I'm telling you to get out, it's enough for you to understand this."

"You! Are you wearing Akina's clothes?"

"Not only did I wear her clothes, I also ate her dishes and salads, oh, and, we were still there just now... I won't tell you, you understand."

"Baga!" Kondo Masahiko punched Yang Fei.

Yang Fei grabbed the punch, and then elbowed him, hitting the opponent in the face.

Masahiko Kondo had already been hollowed out by the wine, and he was as weak as a little boy. After being hit by Yang Fei, he tilted his body and fell to the ground.

"Mr. Yang! Don't hit him." Akina Nakamori grabbed Yang Fei, "Don't hit him."

Yang Fei frowned, thinking that you are not so stupid, are you? At this time, you still protect him?

Akina Nakamori pursed her lips and said proudly, "Don't get your hands dirty."

As she said that, she stood up and kicked Kondo Masahiko hard at the most painful part.

Kondo Masahiko held the small catalpa, and the pain was indescribable.

Yang Fei chuckled, rubbed his nose, and thought to myself, my food, you played so well!

Akina Nakamori looked at the scumbag on the ground, wiped away the tears on his face, pointed outside, and said to Masahiko Kondo, "Get out!"

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