Now that she's the wife of the richest man, she needs to pay attention to her image. She's always been good at sun protection, so her skin is much better.
A group of women were putting on makeup and chatting when Nie Han suddenly said, "Jiayu, get lost!"
Because there were outsiders present, Nie Jiayu refrained from teasing her. Otherwise, he would have definitely teased Nie Han's bulging little belly. Moreover, he had other matters to attend to at the moment, so he asked in an extremely gentle voice, "Xi Niang, is it almost finished?"
Several stylists exchanged glances, thinking to themselves, "This second young master of the Nie family is so refined and well-behaved."
Chen Rou asked, "What's wrong?"
Nie Jiayu couldn't contain his joy: "Officer Huo brought two motorcycles, they're awesome!"
Chen Rou suddenly opened her eyes and immediately stood up. She pulled her long, fluffy pajamas over herself and looked downstairs. Sure enough, in the courtyard, under the sunlight, were two dazzling motorcycles.
Looking at my watch, there are still four hours left, plenty of time.
Because her hair was up, she couldn't wear a hoodie, so she wrapped herself in a long trench coat before going downstairs.
As the saying goes, a fine horse is easy to find, but a discerning eye for talent is rare.
Chen Rou went downstairs, strode towards the two motorcycles, looked them over, climbed onto one of them, started the engine, squeezed the brake, and then twisted the throttle. Immediately, with a burst of flames from the tail, Chen Rou's windbreaker was blown up, and a loud bang pierced the sky.
Nie Jiayu and Nie Jiajun were simply hypocrites who paid lip service to something they didn't truly understand.
The two, who wanted to be "ghost fire teenagers," had never seen a motorcycle's exhaust flames before. They thought the motorcycle was going to explode. One turned and ran, while the other covered his ears and simultaneously lost his hearing.
But as Chen Rou released the accelerator, everything came to an abrupt end.
Chen Rou looked up: "Such a powerful reverb, and it's pure blue flame."
To modify the exhaust to a pure blue color, the entire fuel system must be made of the finest steel and be extremely clean.
Furthermore, the motorcycle's bang is supersonic, designed to cause a momentary state of deafness and weightlessness.
What else can Officer Fok say? He's a thoroughbred when it comes to modified cars, but after wandering aimlessly in Hong Kong for so long, he's finally met his mentor and kindred spirit today!
He did an excellent job and was appreciated, putting him in a state of extreme pleasure: "Let's take a look at this one."
It doesn't necessarily have to be able to produce a loud bang; it would be even better if it could ignite a blue flame.
In Officer Huo's opinion, this other aircraft is even better than the previous one, and it also awaits Ms. Chen's inspection.
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Nie Jiajun, who was watching, glanced at Nie Jiayu, and the two of them suddenly had a crazy idea at the same time: they wanted to each ride one of these shiny motorcycles to the party.
Because of Guo Fuzheng and the son of the shipping magnate, Bao Yugang will also be there.
They've been incredibly arrogant lately because they hired a great instructor who knows how to ride motorcycles.
Not only did they create a small clique of elites, but they also excluded Nie Jiayu and Nie Jiajun. If the two of them were to ride their motorcycles there, wouldn't they be able to defeat those guys in one fell swoop?
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