Leng Shao's third marriage ex-wife

Cheng Aila, who came out of the ward, stood alone at the door of the hospital.

Her father was not discharged so soon. She and Lin Wen took turns to take care of her. Now it was time for her to go home and rest.

There is still a full schedule tomorrow, thinking of her is very annoying, but there is no way, what you decide to do, you have to stick to it, right?How can you give up on what you want to do until the day you really succeed?
It was cold, so she picked up the car in the garage and started speeding on the road.

It was night, and there were no cars on the highway around the city, so she lowered the accelerator as if venting.

The wind blows in through the skylight and pours into the neck, which is bitingly cold.

After all, I just solved my major marriage issues in this way, decisively, straightforwardly, and willfully.

Unwilling, but helpless.

Thinking of that delicate and exquisite face, she felt disgusted in her heart.

Suddenly, the car scratched the ground and made a screeching sound. She realized something and frowned.

shit!

The car is out of gas!
She never pays much attention to cars, she just picks one according to her mood, but this car just happened to be gone.

Pressing on the phone, I habitually wanted to call Lin Wen, but remembered that Lin Wen was still in the hospital, so the next second it went off again.

While hesitating, she got out of the car, leaned against the car body at a loss, thought for a moment, and took a step towards the side of the road.

If you can meet a car, maybe you can help, but with this celebrity face that no one doesn't know, the car owner who gets stopped will choose to help, right?
With the idea of ​​giving it a try, she stretched out her hand. After a long time, the car didn't come.

"Hey, that chick in front is still hanging out at such a late hour? Do you want me to accompany you, brother?"

The obscene baritone sounded, and looking back, it was a group of people who were drunk, walking staggeringly, as if they might fall to the ground at any time.

Gee.

Cheng Aila frowned in dissatisfaction, and glanced at the group of people, feeling a burst of disgust in her heart.

As the saying goes, good-looking people are teasing girls, and unattractive people are playing hooligans. Those people obviously belong to the latter group.

As for Cheng Aila, what she disdains the most in her life is seeing this kind of hooligan.

She didn't pay attention to it, she just kept stopping the car and waited for my action, instead of going to see them.

She has seen this kind of late-night drunk, who can't even walk steadily, let alone want to attack him.

"No... that, girl, you look like, like that movie star, our... Ella!" Someone in the group said something.

Oh my God!
When she heard someone calling her name, Cheng Aila felt inexplicably horrified. She was really convinced that a group of drunks could still recognize her on this big night.

Sensing the danger, she started to turn towards the direction of the car. Although the car can't move now, it's much safer to stay in the car than to stay outside.

She was about to walk back when a group of drunkards started approaching her at some point. The drunken smile and obscene expression on her face scared her into a daze.

Just as he was about to run, someone grabbed his shoulder.

"Ella, our Ella, wow... you are so beautiful, come... come and play with us?"

The stinking and disgusting smell of alcohol rushed towards her, she hurriedly avoided, frowned, and pulled away the man's hand on her shoulder.

The drunks didn't realize what it was, they just surrounded her.

"Ella, come... come and play with us!" said the other, reaching out to touch her body.

Fortunately, he dodged and just escaped the attack.

She pushed one of them away fiercely, trying to find a breakthrough, and ran out of the crowd, but she didn't know which hand pulled her back.

"Ella... come play with us!"

They said over and over again, their eyes looked up and down her body, extremely obscene.

"let me go!"

She was about to break free again, but fell to the ground amidst the pushing and pushing of several people.

"Aila, don't... don't want to leave!" said one, grabbing her up. The strength of the man was astonishing. I don't know if it was because of the effect of alcohol. Once he was caught, she was startled. , screaming like an electric shock, and seeing the wretched smiling faces of those people getting closer, her heart suddenly rose into her throat, as if it was about to jump out in the next second.

"Boom—" she heard the sound, and then the person in front of her screamed in pain.

Those who came didn't know who it was, a black shadow flickered under the dim light, three times five divisions two, after a while, those people were all put on the ground, struggling and whimpering.

This is... a hero saving the beauty? She was dumbfounded by this series of movements, and her heart, which had calmed down a little, began to pound violently against her chest again.

Because there are bodyguards by her side when she usually travels, there is no danger, but today, she has experienced vividly what it means to be a real hero to save the beauty.

I have to admit that this feeling still makes people feel a little bit excited.

"Thank you..." Just after saying one word of thanks, the next one was swallowed into his stomach when he saw the man's face clearly.

Nan... Nangong Jun? Cheng Aila looked at the man in front of her in astonishment with a complicated expression.

What kind of hero is this to save the beauty? It's called, isn't it that enemies don't get together, okay?
How long did it just disappear, why did it bump into it again?

Cheng Aila asked, "Why are you here without asking?" and was ordered directly, "Get in the car!"

The voice was not loud, but it was obviously fierce, and there was still a few traces of it that could not be doubted.

This man has such courage, but why did she get in his car.

"No, I have a car, you can just help me find a gas station. You should be able to find this, right?"

She evaded and said that she was talking about the relationship between an unmarried couple, but she knew that their relationship could only stay on paper, and it was better to keep a little distance.

After the man listened, he glanced at him with his deep black eyes, pursed his thin lips, and said coldly, "Miss Cheng, it's so late, do you think it's easy to deal with the car running out of gas? Besides, Do you think the law and order in Jiangcheng is very good?" She can understand that the car can't fill up, but what does law and order mean?
As if seeing through her, Nangong Jun added, "What time is this in the morning, if you don't come up again, do you still want to be harassed by the same group of drunkards and hooligans just now?"

There was a bit of sarcasm in his tone, but after hearing what he said, Cheng Aila couldn't care about it anymore, so she hurriedly pulled away from the co-pilot seat and sat in.

Taking the car of someone he didn't like, and being harassed by hooligans, he chose the former after weighing it up.

"Where are you going?" He saw her and asked coldly.

On the way home, he happened to see a hooligan bullying a girl. Nangong Jun didn't think much about it, and immediately got out of the car to save her first.Unexpectedly, it was his big daughter, Cheng Aila.

"A sea view villa in Shuangyue Bay."

Cheng Aila responded coldly, and she didn't know why, she obviously wanted to thank her, but when she saw the frosty face in front of her, she couldn't say anything.

How many faces does this man have in one day?
Cheng Aila was a little suspicious, and couldn't help but look at the person next to her. Her facial features were exquisite and resolute, her jaw line was beautiful, and her eyes were somewhat evil and cold.

Well, it is indeed pretty, but the soul under this skin is not very pleasing to her.

"Have you seen enough?"

When the hoarse and magnetic voice came, Cheng Aila was startled. Only then did she realize that she had been staring at the person next to her for a long time, she immediately looked away, and fell asleep shyly, blushing as if bent over The red persimmons on the branches disappeared after a long time.

"Tsk, are you a little self-conscious? I was just looking at your earrings, not you!"

Cheng Aila said stubbornly, pouted her small mouth in dissatisfaction, as if she was complaining about something, but in fact she just wanted to find a step down.

"Sorry, Miss Cheng, I'm not used to wearing earrings." The man responded coldly after hearing this.

Huh?No?
After his reminder, Cheng Aila regained her composure. This man is not talking nonsense. He really doesn't have earrings. It's over. He can't even go down the steps this time.

hateful!Could it be that he can't see through or explain it through?

Cheng Aila couldn't help but beat her chest in her heart.

"Ha Qiu!"

She was scolding someone in her heart, but Cheng Aila sneezed unexpectedly. Could it be that the other party is also scolding her in her heart now?
"Would you like to increase the temperature?" the man heard and asked.

snort!This hypocritical man is really good at acting. He really pretends that he cares about her, doesn't he?

Cheng Aila sneered in her heart, glanced at the other party disdainfully, and said, "No, it's okay, I just sneezed."

Before she finished speaking, she called again.

She couldn't help but have black lines all over her head, and felt like she was slapping herself in the face every time she said a word.

Ah.

The man chuckled, very lightly, but she still captured him.

Looking sideways, the man waited for me to raise a beautiful arc on the corner of his mouth, which was different from the usual official smile, but instead looked like an ordinary, pure, heartfelt smile.

She felt her heart skip a beat...

The man didn't say anything more, but consciously turned up the temperature.

The two didn't have any more conversations, and they didn't know if the temperature of the air conditioner was too high. Cheng Aila felt her cheeks were inexplicably hot.

"arrive."

After an unknown amount of time, the man's voice sounded again, breaking the silence.

"Thank you." She left two words casually, got out of the car and walked forward without looking back.

Tonight, it always felt a little strange.

That hypocritical man seemed to have changed his appearance, he no longer wore a flattering smile, and he no longer wore a cold mask. Instead, he had the usual waiting-for-me expression of an ordinary person, a face that gave people the feeling Very comfortable.