wealthy tycoon

"I just came back a few days ago. Didn't I hear that you are still in Suhai? So I asked Mengling to bring me here. Qingcheng, you seem to have cried. Did someone bully you?" Shen Yiyi observed carefully.

She is one of Mo Qingcheng's best friends, so she naturally understands that Mo Qingcheng's character is soft on the outside and strong on the inside, if not for something sad and painful, Mo Qingcheng would not be like this.

"Yes, Qingcheng, what's wrong with you, did that guy bully you?" Yan Mengling also found that something was wrong with Mo Qingcheng, she said: "Qingcheng, don't worry, now Yiyi is back, she is a seventh-degree black belt , I can't see that guy Ye Tian beat me all over the floor, kneeling in front of you and apologizing!"

As for Shen Yiyi's seventh-degree black belt, Yan Mengling just knew about it. After graduating from university, Shen Yiyi went abroad to study. Naturally, she learned her skills abroad.

Seeing that Mo Qingcheng was crying again, Yan Mengling was surprised, that bastard wouldn't hit Qingcheng, right?

"Qingcheng, Mengling is right. I am now a seventh-dan black belt. If that guy bullies you, I will avenge you!" Shen Yiyi persuaded sitting next to Mo Qingcheng.

"What is this?" Yan Mengling snatched the file bag from Mo Qingcheng's hand without Mo Qingcheng's consent. Just when Mo Qingcheng wanted to stop it, Yan Mengling had already opened the file bag and saw Ye Tian wearing briefs on the bed With a few beauties in his arms, Yan Mengling was stunned on the spot.

"This bastard, how could he do such a thing? It's a pity that I used to treat him as a black prince. He disappointed me so much!" Yan Mengling gritted her teeth with hatred: "Qingcheng, this scum is not qualified to let you do it for him!" Weep, when he comes back, we must divorce him!"

"Is this Ye Tian?"

Shen Yiyi glanced at the indecent photos, and was also surprised. According to the information she knew, Ye Tian didn't seem to be this kind of person.

"Aside from him, who else can make Qingcheng cry? He is so sorry for Qingcheng!" Yan Mengling said: "This bastard, who pretends to be so good on the surface, does such dirty things behind his back!"

If you want to worship Ye Tian, ​​Yan Mengling must be one of Ye Tian's admirers. Now that he finds out that Ye Tian is this kind of man, it would be strange not to be angry.

at the same time.

Ye Jun got off the plane, followed by two bodyguards in suits and leather shoes.

It was the first time for him to come to Su Hai, a third-tier city. He also learned something from Murong Qiu before. Although it was only superficial information, he also had a general understanding of Su Hai.

Now that he came to a strange place, with Ye Jun's personality, he naturally had to go for a walk first. Staying in the prison for the past few months was really boring.

"It's really rare for that trash to be able to make a fortune in this place, but it's just for me to make a wedding dress!" Ye Jun felt flattered when he said this, he and Ye Tian look the same, as long as he doesn't Said, who knew he was Jun Ye?

I don't know if there are any women like that trash here?

As soon as he thought of this, someone patted him on the shoulder. Looking back, a delicate face appeared in his eyes. Although he was only seventeen or eighteen years old, he was fully developed in all aspects.

"Master, what did you do? I called you for a long time, but you ignored me. Are you deaf!" Jin Ling'er has not found Ye Tian these days, and she is very bored in her heart. Street actually met Ye Tian.

For Ye Jun, a veteran in love, he could see that the little cute girl in front of him admired Ye Tian very much, and women who worshiped men were the best to conquer.

Moreover, it is estimated that it is still a place, if it is pressed under the body, it will not be a good feeling.

Originally, he planned to go to Ye Tian's house after shopping for a while, and enjoy Ye Tian's wife. There is no need for it for the time being, the most important thing to do is to conquer this little cute girl in front of him.