Fast Travel: Male God, please don't pet me

Chapter 461 Playboy's Ex-wife 8
A high-end luxury hotel in Jiangcheng.

The toasts are staggered, resplendent and resplendent.

From a distance, people can be seen shaking, and the lights are bright.

Men in suits and leather shoes depicted their magnificent business blueprints, and beautiful and elegant ladies showed off their clothes to each other.
The atmosphere is lively and harmonious.

Outside, a black and distinguished commercial vehicle approached slowly, and finally stopped at the entrance of the hotel.

The attendant hurried up to greet him, opened the car door, and the mature and steady man got out of the car.

Others saw it and talked about it.

"Isn't this the Young Master Ye who just returned to China not long ago?"

"Ye family, which Ye family?"

As soon as the words fell, someone next to him immediately said contemptuously: "You don't even know about the Ye family in Jiangcheng?"

"It's not what you said." She hadn't finished speaking, and a little surprise had already appeared in her eyes.

The person beside him nodded.

You don't need to say it, you already know that the other party thinks the same as yourself.

Three months ago, the chairman of the Ye Group abdicated, and Ye Qian returned to China to inherit the family business.

The Ye family is as famous as the Jiang family and the Su family, and they are collectively known as the three major families in Jiangcheng.

Someone wanted to make friends, but the man turned around and stretched out his hand into the car.

It turned out there were people in the car.

This is what everyone thinks.

White and delicate slender fingers stretched out from inside the car, and slowly rested on the man's slender and powerful hands.

Then, a graceful figure slowly appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Li Qi looked at the resplendent and resplendent hotel in front of her. In her eyes, the tiny lights flickering in the night were like thousands of stars.

There is a shallow smile on the corner of the mouth.

Now, the third step can begin.

Encounter back home.

In the banquet hall, everyone chatted freely and had a good time.

There was only one corner, like an invisible barrier, separating the man from the rest of the party.

Jiang Feng sat there, his body hidden in the darkness, his eyes were clearly watching everything in front of him, but he didn't have any focal length.

There are deep holes in the eyes, and nothing seems to fall into them.

In his hand, he was holding a yellowed and worn-out piece of paper.

Compared with five years ago, the handwriting on it is obviously much lighter.

Suddenly, a carefree man stepped over the invisible barrier and walked in.

"Brother, come out to play, you can't do this, go, go and drink."

Jiang Feng ignored him and just clenched the paper in his hand.

Maybe five years ago, it was just a heartbeat, plus the psychology that the more you can't get it, the more you want it.

But after five years, the traces in his heart became deeper and deeper, and the woman that night had become his obsession.

Ling Xiao pulled up a chair and sat down beside him, his joking voice somewhat subdued: "Finding a woman in the whole world is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack. If you can't find any more, are you going to live like this for the rest of your life?"

He would never have thought that five years ago, his sentence I was serious, and he was serious for five years as soon as he was serious.

"Maybe," Jiang Feng said, then raised the wine glass on the table and took a sip.

"Madman," Ling Xiao cursed secretly, and drank the red wine in his hand.

He was very curious about what kind of woman it was that made his brother obsessed, and he searched for it for five years.

Today's Jiang Feng is so cold and unattainable
Seeing him, no one will think of the words Playboy again.

This label that once belonged to him has completely disappeared from him.

But no matter how difficult it is to get close, such a powerful man can still attract countless women to fly to the flame.

No, there is a woman in front of her, with a black hip-wrapping skirt, delicate and strong makeup, and stepping on ten centimeter high heels, approaching step by step.

(End of this chapter)