Pretending to Love: Mr. Yan's New Wife

The wind in the mountains at night was very strong, but when she touched the steering wheel, her blood was hot, and she felt like her soul was shaking.

Ran Ming sat in the co-pilot, "Are you ready?"

"All right."

She moved her fingers and adjusted her breathing rate.

"nervous?"

"No, it's just that I haven't touched the steering wheel for a long time, so I'm a little excited."

Someone once accused her of being rebellious, rebellious, and deviant. She was neither like him nor Yi Wan.

She felt that their emperor had been an asshole for half his life, and said a lot of assholes, but this sentence was the only one that was right.

She has never been the kind of well-behaved and elegant lady, extreme sports are something flowing in her blood.

Take a deep breath.

Zou Zhiyi opened his eyes, which seemed to be burning with fire.

Ran Ming'an was no stranger to her expression like this, and couldn't help reminding her, "Take it easy, today is not your competition, you are just practicing your hands, drive slowly."

Zou Zhiyi responded with a confident smile, and then the car rushed out like an arrow flying off the string, leaving the remaining cars that were going to run with him far behind.

Ran Ming'an was completely unprepared, and suddenly fell backwards, instinctively grabbed the seat belt on his body, and his breathing rate was so frightened that his breathing was disordered.

The car prompts all the way, the indicator on the dashboard indicates to turn right all the way, the scenery outside the window is blurred, and it is going backwards rapidly, and the outline cannot be seen clearly at all.

Passing the curve, the speed of the car didn't slow down much, and the whole person drifted to the left uncontrollably, and could almost hear the sound of the tires grabbing the ground, which made one's scalp tingle.

Ran Mingan shouted all the way, "Slow down, slow down." He didn't care about experiencing any excitement, and his face turned pale with fright.

Zou Zhiyi didn't feel anything, she just felt excited, staring at the road ahead, extremely excited.

This mountain road was specially selected, with many curves, sharp turns, and sharp turns, the car will soon reach the top of the mountain.

There was another curve in front of him, Zou Zhiyi was about to turn, when suddenly the car tilted and shifted in direction, before he could react, he stepped on the brakes, and the car rushed forward like crazy.

……

Just after the dinner, he returned home smelling of alcohol, took off his coat and handed it to the servant, Yan Zhou glanced into the living room, the TV was not turned on, and there was no one on the sofa.

In the coldly decorated living room, it looked deserted and unpopular.

Yan Zhou frowned, "Where is Mrs. Yan?"

"Madam said she was going to a friend's party, and she left the house an hour ago."

Feng's eyebrows frowned even tighter, "Did the driver follow?"

"No, Madam's friend came to the house to pick up Madam, and the two of them went out together."

friend?

Is Lin Qingjian obsessed with Qu Meng?

Two girlfriends who seized every opportunity and spared no effort to persuade Zou Zhiyi to divorce him?

Yanzhou felt a headache just thinking about it.

Seeing his unhappy face, the servant hesitated for a moment, then suddenly looked around, moved to Yan Zhou's side, and said in a low voice, "Third Master, I don't know whether I should say this, although Madam I said she was a friend, but the person who came to pick her up seemed to be a man, he looked quite young, he didn't seem to be the same age as my wife..."

The servant shut up at the right time, some words, if you say it too clearly, it's not good.

Yan Zhou's complexion suddenly darkened, he narrowed his eyes and looked at the living room, he didn't know what he was thinking, then he took the coat again suddenly, and strode out.