Racing Queen: The president is not too cold

The dissatisfaction, depression, and irritability in my heart... just after these four words, they completely disappeared.

Yan Hui moved her mouth, but she suddenly ran out of words. She opened her arms and hugged Ling Yue actively.

Ling Yue moved his body, pulled his arm out, and hugged Yan Hui tightly in his arms with his backhand.

"If you have anything in the future, just ask me directly, don't guess by yourself." Ling Yue said in her ear.

There was a little teasing in his tone: "Guess, you guessed it wrong again. You're still sulking at yourself, naive or not."

After hearing this, Yan Hui knew that she had misunderstood Ling Yue and buried her head down again in embarrassment, telling Ling Yue to stop talking in a muffled voice.

Ling Yue laughed, this really looks like a kid who is avoiding problems.

For children, besides pampering, what other ways are there!
The two of them were tender like this, the time was quiet, and no one wanted to break this rare beauty and tranquility.

It wasn't until she got back to the hotel that Yan Hui remembered to tell Ling Yue about the female manager. She stopped Ling Yue who was going to wash up, and told the whole story.

Ling Yue frowned: "You said that the female manager kept talking about Boss Du?"

Yan Hui nodded: "I heard it very clearly, what she's talking about is Boss Du."

This matter was full of strangeness from the beginning to the end, Yan Hui always felt that the matter was not as simple as it appeared on the surface.

After all, she and Boss Du had never met before, and they didn't know each other well. Boss Du dared to ask her for such a thing. The matter between them was abnormal no matter how you looked at it.

How can a person who can make such a big business act so recklessly, casually giving 20 to a person he just met?

After speaking, Yan Hui took out the 20 card, put it on the coffee table, and said in a joking tone: "I put the card here, don't say I was corrupt."

Ling Yue didn't even look at the 20 card, and said casually: "You can take it, anyway, someone is giving you money, so don't take it for nothing."

It's a bit bad to take it like this?Yan Hui looked at Naka and fell into hesitation.

"If you don't take it, I'll throw it in the trash can." Ling Yue, who turned and left, seemed to have a back eye, and dropped this sentence without looking back.

Throw in the trash can?Yan Hui knew that if she didn't take it, Ling Yue would really throw this card into the trash can.

"I'll take it, I'll take it, you old man is really rich and powerful!" Yan Hui shouted at Ling Yue's back, stretching out her hand to hold the bank card tightly in her hand.

He doesn't want it, she wants it, anyway, she doesn't think too much of money.

For the next few days, the female manager never contacted Yan Hui, and Yan Hui was happy that no one would bother her, so she took a good look around Yecheng.

Anyway, with a sum of ill-gotten wealth in hand, Yan Fenhua will not be soft-hearted.

On this day, Yan Hui returned to the hotel with big bags and small bags as usual, but to her surprise, Ling Yue was not in the hotel today, and there was no note left on the table.

These days, Yan Hui had a great time, but Ling Yue was busy with land development projects from morning till night. Yan Hui guessed that his going out was probably related to work, so he didn't bother him.

She was enthusiastically unpacking a lot of things she had bought. These days, half of the living room of the huge presidential suite was occupied by the things she bought.

Here, there are hers, and there are also gifts she brought to everyone in Dongshi.

Every woman is a hidden shopaholic, as long as you give them a chance, they can refresh your understanding of the world.

Perhaps it was because she was too obsessed with dismantling, Yan Hui didn't even know when Ling Yue would come back, until Ling Yue hugged her from behind, Yan Hui turned her head reflexively.

Ling Yue rested his chin on Yan Hui's shoulder, closed his eyes, his long eyelashes drooped, and his expression was a little tired.

"Are you tired?" Yan Hui put down the things in his hand and asked softly.

"Yeah." Ling Yue nodded, rubbing his chin on her shoulder.

This rubbing made Yan Hui's heart extremely soft, "Do you want to sleep for a while?" Yan Hui gently stroked his back.

Ling Yue didn't make a sound, but shook his head, and tightened the hands holding Yan Hui's waist a little more.

"Have you eaten yet?" Yan Hui asked softly.

Although the hotel's chefs are quite skilled, they will get tired of eating all the time. Yan Hui plans not to eat in the hotel's restaurant today. The presidential suite has everything in it. She can cook some simple home-cooked dishes.

Sure enough, Ling Yue shook his head again and rubbed his belly: "I haven't eaten, I'm hungry."

Yan Hui patted him: "Get up, I'll cook for you."

"You know how to cook?" Ling Yue really became interested.

Yan Hui said embarrassedly: "Actually, I don't know the complicated ones, I only know some simple home-cooked dishes."

Home cooking is also fine, as long as it is Yan Hui's cooking, Ling Yue is willing to try it, he immediately let go of his arms, and said to Yan Hui, "Let's go, I'll go shopping with you."

Yan Hui shook her head: "No, you can take a good rest here, I can go by myself."

How could this work? Ling Yue simply ignored Yan Hui's words and insisted on going grocery shopping with her.

Well, seeing Ling Yue's interest in grocery shopping, Yan Hui stopped letting him rest, pushed the wheelchair, and walked out of the hotel with Ling Yue.

After the driver asked them what they wanted to do, he drove directly to a supermarket specializing in imported high-end ingredients. The unusually decorated door made it look like "I'm expensive".

Yan Hui looked at it and shook her head. Although she can't afford this place, it's not what she wants, and she doesn't need the ingredients here at all.

"Go to the nearest farmers market," she said to the driver.

After hearing this, the driver thought it was something wrong with his ears. After confirming twice, he turned the corner again and sent them to a bustling market.

"Mr. Ling, here...it's not easy to park." In this kind of place, there are usually no parking spaces and the like, and if you want to park, you can only park far away.

Before Ling Yue could speak, Yan Hui said, "Just stop here, we can just walk in."

The driver breathed a sigh of relief, and after the two got out of the car, he hurried to find a place to park.There are a lot of fish and dragons around here, if something happens to this car, the driver is afraid that he will not be able to eat and walk around.

Yan Hui looked at the market full of human fireworks, and couldn't help laughing. She said to Ling Yue with emotion: "When I was in college, I often went to the market with my classmates to buy vegetables and cook. At that time, the dormitory was Electricity is limited, so we cook in secret..."