At three o'clock in the afternoon, Ye Chen came to the home and hall of the Chunqiu Hotel.

It was a coincidence that I met Chen Zhiqiang's family here before, and now I am here again, this time I want to meet a strange woman.

Ye Chen, really has no interest.

The only thing I am curious about is what difficulties did Xiaohongmeng encounter?

Ye Chen entered the hotel, went directly to the private room, and opened the door and came in.

There were two top beauties sitting in the house, one of whom was wearing a purple short skirt, which fitted very well, wrapped the shoulders, thin waist, wide hips, and long legs, showing the woman's exquisite curves.

The skirt is not long, and the beautiful legs with black stockings under it are visible. The snow-white skin is exposed through the black stockings, which stirs the man's nerves even more.

The melon-shaped face and big eyes are like a live broadcast female anchor. She is in her twenties and is the best time for a woman.

She is the one Ding Feixue who made the phone call.

Another one is slightly older than her, at the age of twenty-six or seven, which is obviously more like a combination of youth and maturity, with more mature charm.

He is also tall, with snow-white skin, beautiful face, enchanting figure, paired with a black short skirt, slender white legs without stockings, giving people a depressing beauty. The mature woman's atmosphere is like perfume, scattered in this box.

This woman is a typical internet celebrity face.

Her name is Zhang Xuanlin.

The two women sat there, with indifference and lofty faces on their faces. It seemed that when a man saw them, he would feel ashamed of himself, and even more seemed to be about to bow under the pomegranate skirt.

Even, you may not even have the courage to serve.

The two women were whispering, but Ye Chen pushed the door of the box directly into it.

The two women obviously didn't expect it, both of them were a little unexpected, and then their faces were full of anger and rudeness.

His eyes fell on Ye Chen. Although he saw that he looked handsome and dressed in famous brands, he was despised and looked down upon him.

A small move that just now did not knock in the door was in their eyes that a man who was rude and ungentleashed was not worthy of them at all, let alone Xiaohongmeng.

At this moment, in the eyes of the two women, Xiao Hongmeng knew such a man, and flowers were placed on cow dung.

They feel that they are losing their identity when they come here.

"Are you Ye Chen?" Ding Feixue asked coldly.

Ye Chen did not respond immediately.

Ding Feixue didn't hear the response, and was even more disappointed, a man without etiquette.

For Ding Feixue, if he is a arrogant and domineering rich second generation, he will be gentlemanly when he sees these beauties. But what is this Ye Chen?

It's like a wild guy who is alive and has no one to raise.

Ding Feixue turned to look at Zhang Xuanlin, "Hongmeng really lost all the faces of our best friends."

In her eyes, Ye Chen couldn't even get the one on the table.

"Are you Ding Feixue?" Ye Chen asked faintly as if he had just withdrawn his thoughts.

Oh!

Seeing that he didn't even have the basic politeness to say hello, Ding Feixue chuckled even more, "I am Ding Feixue."

Ding Feixue asked again deliberately mockingly: "Are you Ye Chen?"

In her eyes, even if Xiao Hongmeng has a cheerful personality as a Miaojiang people, she would not fall in love with such a wild man, right?

"I'm Ye Chen!"

Ye Chen walked to the table and sat down directly. "What's wrong with Xiao Hongmeng?"

Ding Feixue didn't expect Ye Chen to be so calm and calm. He even asked for the news and was furious, "Who are you? Who are you?"


Chapter completed!