This guy spoke seriously and with a calm demeanor. If Yang Xinyi hadn't already known about his virtue, she would have thought that what he said was true.
"Why are you willing to divorce?" Yang Xinyi's chest heaved with anger.
"Honey, you should know how much divorce will hurt me, so I firmly do not agree to divorce. If you insist on divorce, I respect your choice, but I will pay for the loss of youth, reputation, and sperm loss.
, you have to compensate me, I don’t need much, just one billion." Ye Xiong said.
"One billion, you might as well go and rob it." Yang Xinyi said angrily.
"If you don't agree, then we won't leave. I'm a little sleepy, so I'll go upstairs first." After Ye Xiong finished speaking, he ran upstairs quickly.
"Shameless."
Seeing his appearance, Yang Xinyi showed a wry smile.
The next day, Ye Xiong got up at around six o'clock and sneaked downstairs without even eating breakfast.
After stealing Yang Xinyi's car keys, Ye Xiong went straight to the garage and drove away the more than 8 million luxury car.
The reason for this was that he was afraid to see Yang Xinyi and she mentioned the divorce to him; secondly, this guy knew that he wanted to borrow a car from Yang Xinyi, but she would definitely refuse. In this case, he had to steal it first.
Today, he was determined to betray his looks to win over He Mengji.
Last night, he studied the information given by Luo Weiwei. It showed that He Mengji had never killed a Chinese citizen. Even in the Middle East, Chinese people were not treated with lenient treatment. In addition, she could have killed the bomb she threatened him with yesterday.
It's true, but I didn't do it because I was afraid of hurting innocent people.
This He Mengji is not an unscrupulous person like his brother He Haodong. She knows how to kill people, but she has her own principles.
This is one of the reasons why Ye Xiong wants to pick up her.
Why use force when a problem can be solved with color?
Driving a luxury car worth more than eight million yuan, Ye Xiong was so nervous that his hair stood on end.
In view of the lesson learned last time, Ye Xiong first removed the bug after getting in the car, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.
If Yang Xinyi found out that he drove her car to pick up girls, he would have to be killed.
This guy first went to a big shopping mall and spent tens of thousands of yuan to buy a set of clothes. Then he went to a beauty center to wash his face and comb his hair until it was shiny. Then he bought a pair of sunglasses and then drove towards the Fuhua Hotel.
And go.
After the death of He Haodong, the Fuhua Hotel has become a piece of sand. The gangsters from the West and North gangs have long been disbanded. The security guards were in the east and west, listless, and no one noticed him coming in.
It is really sad that the trees fall and the hozens scatter.
Ye Xiong found a seat and sat down. At this time, a waitress came over and asked: "Sir, what do you need something?"
"A cup of hot milk, two beef hamburgers..."
"Are you the devil?" Hearing Ye Xiong's voice, the waiter almost screamed in shock.
After two big riots at the Fu Wah Hotel, Ye Xiong became synonymous with the devil in the eyes of the entire hotel staff, and everyone was afraid of him.
"You got the wrong person. This is my first time coming to a hotel for dinner." Ye Xiong pushed up his glasses to cover his eyes.
The devil incarnate, whoever gave this name to my brother is too old-fashioned, Ye Xiong cursed.
"I'm sorry, I got the wrong person." The waitress breathed a sigh of relief and smiled: "Sir, he looks mature, stable and generous, how could he be that second-rate guy?"
"Isn't he the devil incarnation? How come he's a second-rate man again?" Ye Xiong's face turned dark.
"That guy has a lot of nicknames. The Devil in the World and the Scoundrel are just two of them. What other pretense is there, the Soft Rice King... Anyway, there are so many that I can't even count them."
Ye Xiong's head was full of black lines. He didn't expect that he would be so famous at the Fuhua Hotel.
Just after breakfast, a woman walked in the door. Her good temperament immediately caught Ye Xiong's attention.
Everyone has their own aura.
There are people who conquer the public with their voices and can shock the whole audience as soon as they speak, such as the famous host.
Some people use their eyes to conquer their opponents and make people feel scared, such as the eyes of famous football stars.
Some people conquer people with their temperament.
The woman who appeared in front of me felt like this.
She is not pretty, and her appearance can only be considered above average, but her temperament makes people dare not look down upon her.
Ye Xiong has never met such a strange woman. Her eyes seem to be able to see through everything, making it impossible to escape.
As if she sensed that someone was looking at her, He Mengji's eyes fell in Ye Xiong's direction like lightning. If he hadn't reacted quickly, he would have been discovered long ago.
This woman is indeed not simple.
Behind He Mengji was a young man with a flat head, exuding a strong killer aura. That kind of murderous aura could only be formed after countless killings. The first time Ye Xiong saw him, he knew that this man was not an easy man.
He Mengji stayed in the hotel for less than an hour and then came down, still followed by the young man with a crew cut.
It wasn't until she came down from upstairs that Ye Xiong stood up and walked towards the door.
After He Mengji came out, she drove away in her car. Ye Xiong followed leisurely behind in his luxury car.
"Master, there is someone following you."
Thirteen looked at Ye Xiong's Porsche in the rearview mirror.
"Stop at the intersection ahead and see who he is." He Mengji ordered.
The car turned a corner and stopped. Shisan got out of the car, walked to the side of the road, and stopped Ye Xiong's car.
"Get off the car." Thirteen knocked on the glass door.
"Brother, do you have any advice?" Ye Xiong rolled down the window.
"It's you?"
Seeing Ye Xiong's appearance clearly, Thirteen became a killer in an instant.
"Hey, do you recognize this?" Ye Xiong took off his glasses, incredulous.
His clothes were changed to those of a rich second generation, his hair was cut, and he was wearing big sunglasses. Unexpectedly, this guy noticed him right away, and it seemed that he was studying himself a lot.
"We haven't settled the score with you yet, but you came to the door of your own accord. You deserve a beating." After Shisan finished speaking, he was about to kick the car door hard.
"Stop, I'll get out of the car and fight you." Ye Xiong said quickly.
If this guy damaged the car, Yang Xinyi would have to fight him tooth and nail.
Ye Xiong parked the car on the side of the road, straightened his clothes, and then walked towards Thirteen with a smile.
Thirteen made a fighting gesture and prepared to take action.
"Wait a minute." Ye Xiong shouted.
Thirteen instinctively stopped and looked at him strangely.
The guy in front of me is very different from the rumors.
It is rumored that the person who killed Ho Haodong was a ruthless guy and extremely cunning.
But now it seems that the guy in front of me looks nothing like him. Instead, he looks a bit like a glib and rich second generation.
If he hadn't studied Ye Xiong's face carefully and was familiar with his appearance, Shisan would have thought he had recognized the wrong person.
"Do you want to fight or not?" Thirteen shouted impatiently.
If it weren't for the fact that this guy seemed more pleasing to the eye, had a good temper, and greeted him with a smile, Thirteen would have taken action long ago.
As the saying goes, you can't hit a smiling person with your fist.
"The sun is beating down hard, why don't we find a place first, have a cold drink, and wait until it gets cooler before playing?" Ye Xiong suggested.