Everyone says that the Crown Prince of the Yin family is black-hearted, ruthless, and extremely cunning, a powerful figure in North City who must never be provoked.
Yet Jiang Yuan went out of...
Chapter 638: So Sour
Yin Mujia drove very steadily, but his attention was always distracted by the person in the passenger seat.
Kuang Ye usually talks a lot, and when he gets drunk he turns into Tang Monk mode, muttering non-stop.
Yin Mujia pricked up his ears and listened carefully, hearing a few words clearly.
"Zhang Xiaoya, I really like you"
"You are prejudiced against me"
"If you don't like my type, what type do you like? Can't I change it?"
"You are so ridiculous. I don't believe it."
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Yin Mujia has been driving for quite some time, but she unconsciously gripped the steering wheel too tightly, and the Ferrari was going too fast, swaying back and forth on the wide road.
Kuang Ye narrowed his eyes and leaned back in the passenger seat, repeating those words over and over again in his mouth.
She didn't know whether she was angry or because his noise was simply irritating her ears, but she sternly stopped him with a stern face, "Can you please shut up!"
Kuang Ye was dazed and dreaming, but was suddenly awakened by Yin Mujia's words. He looked confused and asked, "What's wrong?"
Yin Mujia turned his head and glared at him, "So noisy!"
Kuang Ye was half drunk and half awake, his mind was very heavy. He suddenly stared at Yin Mujia and asked, "Why are you back?"
Yin Mujia didn't even look at him, her cheeks puffed up, her eyes staring straight ahead. At one point, she suddenly spoke calmly, "Do you like Zhang Xiaoya very much?"
Kuang Ye's nerves were still extremely relaxed. He closed his eyes and moved his lips, "What's the use of liking someone?"
Yin Mujia lowered his eyebrows and asked again, "What do you like about her? You've only known her for a few days?"
"I don't know. My first impression was that she was very energetic and I really wanted to tease her."
Yin Muga turned his head to look at him and found that he was smiling with his eyes closed.
She turned her head calmly, defenselessly, and a tear fell from her eyes.
She quickly wiped it with the back of her hand.
"Are you still going to pursue her?"
If you listen carefully, you can hear that her voice is very nasal, but Kuang Ye's senses are extremely tired at the moment, and he didn't notice it at all.
He let out a long breath and said, "I don't know. I don't even want to think about it."
Yin Mujia didn't dare to look sideways at him. Instead, she kept her eyes on the steering wheel and asked anxiously, "Are you afraid of disturbing her?"
He said "hmm" casually, then turned his face to the side of the window.
Yin Mujia was driving with her posture straight. At first glance, she looked unusually quiet. She was so quiet that she forced back the tears that were about to burst out.
After a full ten minutes, she finally recovered and asked again, "Did you delete all the photos I sent you?"
Kuang Ye was almost asleep when he was woken up again and hummed a little late.
Yin Mujia repeated numbly, "Did you delete all the photos I sent you before?"
"without"
Kuang Ye's response was quite straightforward.
Yin Mujia turned his head and looked at him, "You didn't delete any of them?"
Kuang Ye replied expressionlessly: "Too many. My phone memory is full. I bought several phones just to store all these photos of you."
Yin Mujia chuckled, his eyes still wet, "Can't you tell it out?"
"trouble."
Kuang Ye closed his eyes and chatted with her.
The fact is, during the two years he was in the Middle East, he entertained himself with Yin Muga's pile of travel photos taken from all over the world.
I don't know where she learned so many weird photo poses. She can make the movements, expressions and demeanor in each photo different. Some are so ugly, and some are really funny. Sometimes when he is bored, he will take out his mobile phone to take a look. Even if he looks at it several times, he can still laugh out loud.