Chu Yao has never had such an experience, she is completely free. No one knows her, and there is no need to pretend to be a lady. She can be crazy unscrupulously.

Once you wear the headphones, no one loves them.

The music was so exciting, the last sound rushed out of the microphone, and the audience was ignited. With a brand new experience, Chu Yao raised her pointed chin and raised her lips to show her beauty.

The male hormones present reached its peak. Unfortunately, Chu Yao was brought by Gu Yan, and no one dared to touch her.

Chu Yao took off her headset and handed it to the young man who was playing DJ. She stepped down the steps in her high heels. The sharp whistle raged in the air. Chu Yao narrowed her eyes, stepped on the ground, and returned to the world.

She originally thought that the party Gu Yan was talking about was a beautiful dress, and everyone was wearing a mask and pretending to be a high-ranking person. But when she arrived at the place, she found it was a bar.

More than she imagined.

Gu Yan was wearing a long dress today, leaning on the railing with charm, her slender wrist moved lightly, and the golden liquid in the glass swayed. She raised her hand and drank it all.

“Happy?”

"hapiness."

Chu Yao took the wine glass and took a sip. She didn't like to drink whiskey, which was too strong, which made her stomach uncomfortable. But she did not refuse whiskey, and she had to try everything.

"There is a man looking at you in the forty-five degrees. He is very handsome. The best man in the whole audience tonight." Gu Yan leaned over and exhaled like orchid. At first, she had the impression of Chu Yao that was a relatively simple rich second generation, rich and casual.

That day she sat opposite her eyes with red eyes, and she said there was nothing to lose. Gu Yan felt a little distressed. Chu Yao was just a poor person with little money. Now she is divorced and working alone.

Chu Yao took out the lady's cigarette from her bag, turned her head slightly and caught her in the sight of Qing Mingyu. Qing Mingyu was wearing a regular white shirt, which was particularly abrupt under the dim and unrestrained light.

"Qing Mingyu." Chu Yao put the cigarette back, picked up her bag, frowned slightly with a delicate eyebrows, "What is he doing here?"

"know?"

"Does Hanwei Group know?"

"Who doesn't know about Hanwei Group in Jiangcheng?" Gu Yan's dazzling eyes slowly passed through Qing Mingyu, exhaling like orchids, "Your suitor?"

"Crown Prince Hanwei, my husband - my ex-husband's friend." Chu Yao put on a denim jacket. Her suitor? Scare her to death. She took out her cell phone and called the driver, "I don't want to have any interaction with him."

Gu Yan was so shocked that he woke up from drinking. Han Wei and their world were too far away, really across the mountains and seas. Who is Chu Yao? Her ex-husband and Prince Han Wei are friends?

"You." Gu Yan coughed fiercely, "Who is your ex-husband?"

Chu Yao touched Gu Yan's eyes, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Wen Jing'an."

Gu Yan was so shocked that he wanted to turn into a monkey who flew directly into the sky and exploded a firework.

"Who are you?" Gu Yan held the coat and his phoenix eyes were flying in shock, "Big Boss, did you divorce Wen Jing'an and gave up the division of property? How much money do you have?"

"I don't have money." Chu Yao was still about to speak, and a man opposite him was shaking with a wine glass. Gu Yan's face suddenly changed, and he no longer had the kindness he had just now. He put down the wine glass and pulled Chu Yao, "It's time to go back."

Chu Yao glanced at the man, put on her coat and followed Gu Yan out.

The night breeze was slightly cool, and I suddenly became quiet after walking out of the bar world, and I was still a little uncomfortable.

Feng Yihuai woke up all over, and Chu Yao didn't ask who the man was. She didn't have that good relationship with Gu Yan, so she should avoid having a simple and in-depth conversation.

While calling himself a designated driver, he asked, "Lawyer Gu, why are you going back? Call a designated driver or take a taxi?"

"Take a taxi." Gu Yan shook his face, "Are you really Wen Jing'an's ex-wife?"

"No, fake."

Chu Yao opened the mobile phone software to call a taxi, and in an instant, countless missed calls reminders popped up, from different numbers. Chu Yao was about to turn off the notification when her phone rang.

"I'll call myself, you're busy with yours." Gu Yan quickly called a taxi and said, "Are you waiting for the designated driver?"

"Um."

"Then I'll leave first." Gu Yan wanted to digest the information he got tonight. What was Chu Yao? She would know when she went back to check it.

If Chu Yao is Wen Jing'an's ex-wife, this person is too low-key! Wen Jing'an's ex-wife!

"goodbye."

Chu Yao answered the phone, and Chu Yunhai's voice rushed over, coming in full force, "Chu Yao, where are you? Why did you divorce Jing An? What are you thinking? Come back quickly."

"It's gone." Feng rolled up the hem of his skirt, and it was a little cold. Chu Yao walked down the steps and headed towards his car, "What am I going back? Are you planning to give me the house?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

"I left the house with nothing and don't have a house to live in. Why don't you transfer the villa in your family to my name? You have so many houses, and you don't care about this one."

"Where are you?"

"Then tell me the truth, was my mother's car accident an accident?" Chu Yao leaned against the side of the car, took out the cigarette box from her bag, and hooked the slender white fingers into the long cigarette. She put it on her red lips, and her long hair fell down to cover up the beauty when she lowered her head.

"It's an accident. Why do you question this? Who told you what? Don't listen to nonsense among outsiders. I am your father, your closest person."

Chu Yao chuckled lightly. She couldn't find the lighter. She stuffed the cigarette box back and was about to go to the car to find the lighter. A slender hand with clear joints fell down in front of her, and a silver relief lighter lay in her palm.

Zippo specific model.

Chu Yao looked up and looked down her fingers, touching a pair of warm and smiling eyes.

Qing Mingyu was wearing a white shirt clean and handsome, with no buttons on the neckline. He was tall and long, and his business shirt was lazy and loose, not as scary as that night.

"For you." His voice sounds nice and cleaner.

"Thank you." Chu Yao took the lighter and suddenly felt it was meaningless. She said to Chu Yunhai on the other end of the phone, "It's okay to let me remarry him. You can get me 10 billion first. If there is no 10 billion, don't look for me."

"My name is Qing Mingyu."

Chu Yao leaned against the car and tilted her head slightly. The fire illuminated her face. Her eyes were so raising at the ends of her eyes that were so beautiful that she was so beautiful. Qing Mingyu's heartbeat was so fast that he was almost breathless. His skin was also burning, and he clenched the clothes in his hand, "Are you waiting for a designated driver?"

"Yeah." Chu Yao returned the lighter. What did Qing Mingyu want to do? What did you want from her?

"I also work as a part-time driver. I am very good at driving skills. I have been getting a certificate for several years." After speaking, Qing Mingyu's heartbeat was faster, so fast that he was a little panicked, and his words were not so rational. "Can you order me? I'll give you a discount."

Chu Yao looked at Qing Mingyu, suddenly raised her lips and smiled brightly. She spoke, her voice was slow and her tail sound was meaningful, "You? You are a part-time driver?"

Prince Hanwei, a part-time driver? He is still selling so hard?

Chu Yao was in a state of interest and wanted to see how sexy he could be.

"Make some pocket money." Qing Mingyu almost bit his tongue. Chu Yao smiled very beautifully, and his heartbeat began to accelerate again.

"What price are you going to do?" Chu Yao's slender white fingers clamped the slender lady's cigarette, and her voice was slow, "How can I believe you are not a bad person?"

Chu Yao is testing, what does Qing Mingyu do with her?

Qing Mingyu took out his wallet from his pocket, stared at Chu Yao with black and white eyes, pulled out his driver's license and handed it over, "This is my driver's license, where do you live? It costs 40 yuan per hour, I will give you a discount, and I will charge you twenty."

He also knows the kilometer charge.

Chu Yao took the driver's license and opened it. Qing Mingyu, twenty-six years old.

He and Wen Jing'an and Zhou Chen had similar experiences. They grew up in the United States and studied in the United States. When Chu Yao and Wen Jing'an got married, Qing Mingyu was studying and did not attend the wedding.

"City Garden." Chu Yao threw the car keys and driver's license to him, turned around and opened the rear door and sat in.

When Qing Mingyu got into the car, there was a clear woman's fragrance in the car. He was a little dizzy and his unique fragrance did not belong to any commercial perfume on the market.

Originally, Zhou Chen invited him to drink today, but he drove by the bar and was caught off guard and saw Chu Yao singing on the big screen. He did not hesitate at all and decisively defeated Zhou Chen.

This pigeon is worth it.

Qing Mingyu turned the car out of the parking space and drove onto the main road. He had sweat in his palms. He tried his best to restrain himself, "I'm not a bad person."

Chu Yao pressed to destroy the smoke. She had no hobby of smoking in a confined space. She wiped her hands with a wet tissue, bent her eyes, and let out a light sound.

The voice was meaningful, Qing Mingyu's voice was a little dry, and he said, "You were on stage just now, very dazzling."

"Are you picking up a conversation?"

Qing Mingyu's face turned red, and his ears were hot. His hand holding the steering wheel was uneasy. He had never spoken to the girl on his own initiative, "What--I just want to make friends with you, okay?"

Chu Yunhai changed his number and called him again, and Chu Yao blocked the other one.

Chu Yao raised her eyes, and her clear eyes were staring at Qing Mingyu's side face without blinking. Qing Mingyu happened to look into the rearview mirror, and then he met Chu Yao's eyes without warning and braked.

Chu Yao grabbed the handrail and didn't rush out. She withdrew her gaze, "Your driving skills--"

"Sorry, sorry, are you okay?"

"Driving quickly, don't brake suddenly in the motor vehicle lane, there will be rear-end collisions behind you." Chu Yao pointed to the road ahead, "Look at the road, don't look at me."

Qing Mingyu hurriedly drove the car, Chu Yao took out a bottle of water from the refrigerator, and tried her best to unscrew it. She couldn't buy this brand of water in the future, so Chu Yao put the water back in disappointment.

The car stopped, and the red light was in front of him. Qing Mingyu's slender and fair fingers fell over, "I'll help you drive."

"Thanks."

Qing Mingyu was particularly gentlemanly. He unscrewed the water and put the bottle on paper, and handed it to Chu Yao. He took this opportunity to look at Chu Yao openly. Chu Yao had big eyes and thick eyelashes, so she didn't put on much makeup. Her skin color was natural white, and she was smart and beautiful.

"What are you looking at?" Chu Yao's lips raised, and she smiled and dimples on her cheeks were clear and shallow.

Qing Mingyu covered his lips and coughed slightly, retracting his gaze, "What profession are you doing?"

"Unemployed vagrant." Chu Yao took a sip of water and pressed down the heat after drinking.

"I was so disturbed at the hotel last time. I'm sorry, I just wanted to make friends with you, and I didn't mean to scare you."

"That's because I'm timid." Chu Yao put down the water, picked up her phone, and asked Mingrui on WeChat if she had time. Chu Yao replied: "Is there anything wrong?"

Mingrui's phone call came immediately and Chu Yao answered.
To be continued...