Chapter 283 Explosion 31

Outside the crew, there were more than a dozen top-end Land Rovers parked, all of them black. Because that guy only likes black and camouflage.

But in front of the dozen or so black cars, there was an extremely dazzling red Silbe parked.

That's hers.

One of her favorite cars ever.

That Silber was not only a sports car, but also a snowmobile. The wide wheels and low body make it possible to gallop on snow and ice at will.

With the exception of the Maybach concept car called "Magic", she believes that no other car can compare with it.

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

Inexplicable is a burst of anger.

Why didn't you think of driving the car directly into the room?

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

"understood."

Before the bodyguard could say "please", Jing Qian walked over to the red Silber with a cold face.

bodyguard:……

Is this the savior?

How do you feel like an enemy?

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

Jing Qian didn't reach out to pull the door handle because it couldn't be opened. The car was modified by her, and she brushed her face into the door.

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

Inside the car, the man was sitting in the driver's seat. Although he didn't stand up, the figure that almost filled the entire seat was enough to prove the man's tall, straight and slender figure.

Incompatible with the supercar, the man was wearing a meticulously ironed black suit, and the shirt of the same color showed his mature and steady aura.

The straight and straight bridge of the nose with smooth lines looks more than perfect from the side, and when the man looks sideways, Jing Qian looks into the pair of smashed stars.

He is thinner than before.

Some sunken eye sockets accentuate his silhouette.

His eyes are of the long and narrow type, but they are not small. Instead, they are strokes and strokes, with a deep and deep color.

At the moment when she saw her, her eyes that used to be firm and hawk-like, overflowed with a rare blur.

His fingers were long and fair, with well-defined joints. At this moment, he was gently rubbing the steering wheel, and the goose bumps on Jing Qian's body were slowly standing up one by one.

Undoubtedly, the man was a lot haggard.

Is it because of her?

But how much gratitude and love she had for this man in the past, and how much disgust and hatred she had for this man later.

The two just stared at each other.

Now reborn, neither like nor hate.

He didn't recognize himself anyway. To him, she was a stranger.

And she, too.

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

Seeing that Du Yanzheng didn't speak, Jing Qian spoke first.

Knowing that this man would come to her with such a big fanfare, she would not save the old man in the first place.

trouble!

Du Yanzheng looked at the girl who was standing in front of his car door extremely casually, with a hint of impatience between her eyebrows.

Her facial features are very beautiful.

Beautiful to the extreme.

The slightly thick eyebrows, which are not slender, made her look like a gentle rabbit, but her innate temperament gave her a faint heroic spirit.

Her eyelashes are densely curled, her eyes are deep, the corners of her eyes are curved down, and the end of her eyes rises with a touch of coquettishness.

Typical peach eyes.