"Poor Miss Yinyin is so infatuated with the Admiral..."

"That woman looks dishonest!"

The two cooks chattered and slandered their common enemy, as if they could get great pleasure from it.

“…”

The girl lazily lifted her red lips, "Hmm...anything else?"

The two cooks looked towards the spiral staircase. The girl was wearing a comfortable linen nightgown, with lazy curly hair hanging down in front of her chest. She was very seductive the moment she raised her eyes.

She walked down the stairs slowly and barefoot.

The pair of flawless white feet stepped on the cold floor tiles.

Just looking at it makes one feel soft-hearted.

I wish I could hold her in my arms and take good care of her.

"What you said is quite pertinent. Why don't you say anything?" Pan Shu curled her lips. "I really am... a frivolous, dissolute and bad woman. Are you going to seek justice for your Lord General... or for your Miss Yin Yin?"

"Now that your Lord Admiral has returned, you'd better tell me everything you hate about me, or you'll suffocate and die."

Pan Shu curled her lips and looked stingy, not even giving Ji Hanzhang a glance.

The faint smile on Ji Hanzhang's lips faded slightly.

He frowned and looked at Pan Shu seriously, "Did they make you angry?"

Pan Shu taunted, "How dare I get angry? If I were to get angry with the Admiral... your servants would skin me alive. It's just right, I've found a house and will move in this afternoon. I won't stay here and take up Miss Yinyin's place."

"Who said that?" Ji Hanzhang's face darkened. "Butler, check them one by one. Don't let anyone go."

After saying this, fearing that Pan Shu might misunderstand him, he patiently explained, "Gu Yinyin has done me a favor. Besides, she was an orphan taken in by Old Master Chu during his lifetime. I promised him..."

"Promise what? Promise to take care of her forever?"

Pan Shu raised her eyes, and seeing the man was silent, she smiled coldly.

Didn't wait until the afternoon.

Pan Shu left immediately.

Nothing was taken away.

Went away in those pajamas.

“Beep—”

A convertible supercar slowly stopped at Pan Shu's feet. The man in the driver's seat wore square sunglasses, a black shirt, and a red lipstick. "Get in."

Pan Shu glanced at him, didn't refuse, opened the passenger door and sat in.

Ji Yan raised his eyebrows.

"My passenger seat is not open."

Pan Shu glanced at him and asked, "Then I'll go down?"

Ji Yan hurriedly held her down, "Come on, Auntie, who else but you is qualified to sit in the passenger seat of this young master? You're not even qualified to sit on the roof!"

"Young Master Ji is quite arrogant." Pan Shu smiled.

"Why did you run out wearing so little?" Ji Yan frowned, took off his coat and threw it into her arms, "Put it on, don't catch a cold."

He is a smart man.

See through it at a glance but never say it out loud.

Ji Hanzhang... probably pissed her off.

"Should I take you home or take you out for a walk?" Ji Yan parked the car on the side of the road, put one hand on the steering wheel, rolled up his sleeves several times, revealing his cold, white and delicate wrist bones, and a simple but expensive white jade ring on his index finger.

Pan Shu recognized at a glance that it was the warm jade ring that had caused a sensation throughout the galaxy at the last Blue Star auction.

Nothing special.

I just heard that this ring feels warm to the touch and can warm people's muscles and bones.

Let’s put aside the nurturing and other things for now, the final price was just ridiculously high.

It is roughly equivalent to the total revenue of the Blue Star Treasury for three years.

What concept?

You can imagine how much Ji Yan’s wealth has accumulated!

Ji Yan is a playboy, he knows how to play and loves to play. As long as he wants, there is no woman he can't seduce...but Ji Yan really doesn't have much interest in women.

If you have the time, why not try to negotiate one more deal?

People like him are destined to be alone.

"Take me to play some of Ji Shao's favorite activities," Pan Shu raised her lips nonchalantly, "Let's go."

Ji Yan put out the cigarette butt with one hand and threw it into the grooved ashtray. He steered the wheel with one hand, and his bony knuckles were so fucking sexy!

Pan Shu looked at it for a while.

He turned his head and looked out the window.

Ji Yan, on the other hand, wished she could watch for a while longer.

If she likes his hands, then rounding it off, she can be considered to like him.

Ji Yan's driving was not as impulsive as his own. On the contrary, he was very steady, which surprised Pan Shu. But Ji Yan was not like this on a normal day. Riding in his car was like racing against death. It was just that Pan Shu was sitting in the car today.

This is a racing club.

As soon as Ji Yan got out of the car, he attracted everyone's attention. After all, his dazzling and flamboyant red hair was too eye-catching!

Paired with the boy's delicate and evil looks, it is not non-mainstream at all.

He was meant to be this passionate.

"Hey, are you all here?" Ji Yan hummed nonchalantly as a greeting, then walked around the front of the car and opened another door like a gentleman, saying softly, "Slow down."

Pan Shu nodded casually.

Extremely bland.

Her loose linen skirt fluttered in the wind, her curly hair danced playfully, and her inky hair brushed against her stunning face. Time was amazed by her stunning appearance.

At that moment the wind stopped.

Ji Yan looked at Ban Shu, and a strong, unignorable possessiveness flashed across his eyes.

Those who play racing are either rich young men or their families are in politics.

After all, racing is really expensive.

Most people really can’t afford it.

On weekdays, Ji Yan never brings a female companion, but almost everyone else brings a female companion who is either sexy, beautiful or cute, and they never bring the same one every time!

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