The supreme master of the female president

In the evening of the next day, after Yang Yitian told his good sister to stay at home and not go out, he hailed a taxi outside and headed to Ningjiang International Airport.

After waiting at the airport for nearly 20 minutes, Yang Yi saw a charming stewardess with a delicate body and a light body, wearing a tight uniform, holding a suitcase in white and plain hands, walking towards him with a charming smile.

Stepping on high heels and coming in front of Yang Yitian, Xiao Ya's brows were affectionate, and she said with a sweet smile in a melodious voice: "Brother Tian, ​​I haven't seen you for almost half a month, is there anyone?"

Yang Yitian was noncommittal, and said with a faint smile, "Let me help you carry your luggage!"

"Well, thank you Brother Tian!" Xiao Ya blinked her beautiful eyes, handed the suitcase to Yang Yitian, and smiled tenderly.

"Xiaoya!"

At this time, an Aston Martin suddenly stopped next to the two of them, and a handsome young man looked at Xiao Ya's pretty face and asked with a smile: "Where do you live, I'll take you back !"

Hearing this, Xiao Yaliu frowned slightly, a trace of disgust flashed in her beautiful and watery eyes, she politely declined: "Someone is here to pick me up, no need."

Hearing Xiao Ya's words, Du Zihao couldn't help but look down, his hostile pupils looked at Yang Yitian who was beside her.

Noticing Du Zihao's gloomy gaze, Yang Yitian looked indifferent and didn't take him seriously.

"Brother, are you Xiaoya's friend? What kind of car did you drive to pick her up? Why didn't I see it?" Du Zihao pushed open the car door, stood in front of Yang Yitian, and asked coldly in a questioning tone.

"He's my boyfriend. He hasn't bought a car yet. What's the problem?"

Before Yang Yitian could finish speaking, Xiao Ya stretched out her hand to hold his arm, and that naked and boneless body leaned against him intimately. Seeing this scene, Du Zihao's entire face turned dark.

Yang Yitian raised his eyebrows, and understood Xiao Ya's intentions, he was using himself as a shield, but he didn't push her away, letting her hug him intimately.

Du Zihao gritted his teeth, forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, and said with a forced and ugly smile: "Xiaoya, are you joking? Why didn't I know you had a boyfriend?"

Xiao Ya took Yang Yitian's arm, and smiled with her thin lips: "Is it necessary for me to joke with you like this, and whether I have a boyfriend or not is my privacy, so I shouldn't need to inform you, right? "

Du Zihao squeezed his fists hard, took a deep breath, looked directly at Yang Yitian's face, and asked in a deep voice: "Shall we talk alone?"

"No time!" Yang Yitian refused indifferently, without even looking at Du Zihao.

Being rejected by Yang Yitian, Du Zihao was a little bit embarrassed in front of Xiao Ya, and threatened in a dark way: "Boy, do you know who I am? Believe it or not, I just need to say a word, and someone in Ningjiang City will come out to destroy you ?”

"Du Zihao, what are you talking about, don't go too far!" Xiao Ya glared at Du Zihao displeased. Although she looks sexy and generous on weekdays, if she is really angry, absolutely no one can stop her.

"Xiaoya, I didn't mean that." Du Zihao wanted to explain, but Xiao Ya didn't listen at all, and his impression of him was even worse.

"Brother Tian, ​​let's go!" Xiao Ya wanted to leave with Yang Yitian as she said that, but Du Zihao hurried ahead and stopped them.

"Xiaoya wait a moment." Du Zihao changed his face, squeezed out a smile, and apologized to Yang Yitian: "Brother, I'm sorry, I lost my temper just now, I hope you don't take it to heart."

Yang Yitian didn't speak, his stern appearance made Du Zihao extremely angry, if it wasn't for Xiao Ya's presence, he would have already kicked him.

"Let me introduce myself first. My name is Du Zihao. I am the co-pilot of Xiao Ya's flight. My annual salary is only a few million. Du Hai, the director of Ningjiang Airlines, is my father."

When talking about his father's identity, Du Zihao raised his chin proudly. With this identity alone, he could walk sideways in Ningjiang City. Countless rouge and vulgar fans flocked to him, but Xiao Ya was the only one who kept him at a respectful distance. So he made up his mind to have this rare woman.

"Oh!" Yang Yitian replied indifferently, Du Zihao was very annoyed when he saw his disapproval, and asked back through gnashing of teeth, "I don't know where you are?"

"No job." Yang Yitian had nothing to hide, so he said it directly.

"No job?" Du Zihao was taken aback, looked at Yang Yitian's clothes, and then smiled contemptuously: "No wonder, just don't mind if I say something that is not very nice, not only do you not even have a car for transportation, but you can't wear it all the time." Is it a street stall with no more than 100 yuan?"

"I don't know, it was given by someone else!" Yang Yitian said calmly. This set of thin sweatshirts was indeed given by someone else, but the identity of that person is a bit special. Martin Rex, a famous top fashion designer in the world, He saved his life unintentionally at the beginning, but afterwards he had to adopt his own opinions and carefully tailor a suit of clothes for himself.

"Brother, are you kidding me? You have to give away these rags? How poor are you?" Du Zihao sneered contemptuously: "Could it be that what you use and live in now are all Xiaoya?" Are you spending alone?"

"Du Zihao, you." Xiao Ya wanted to say something angrily, but Yang Yitian stopped him calmly, and said with a slight smile: "My girlfriend is willing to spend money for me, do you have any questions?"

"Yes, how could it not be? Xiao Ya is a beautiful flower of our airline, and there are countless people who pursue her. Why are you a wimp, eating her flowers like a dog?" Du Zihao was furious. scolded.In fact, to put it bluntly, he is just envious, envious that Yang Yitian got what he dreamed of, but he couldn't have it no matter what.

"Is there any more?" Yang Yitian turned a deaf ear and asked with dark eyes.

"Yes..." Du Zihao was about to continue insulting, but Yang Yitian raised his hand and slapped him hard.

"You dare to hit me?" Du Zihao covered his burning face, and looked at Yang Yitian in disbelief. He has lived for more than 20 years, and even his father is not willing to hit him. Now, he was slapped in the face by someone. A sense of humiliation welled up in his heart, and he wanted to rush up and beat Yang Yitian.

However, before Du Zihao took a step forward, Yang Yitian's sharp eyes sank, he raised his foot and kicked him heavily on the chest, his body suddenly felt like a kite with a broken string, and with a loud bang, the Aston was blown away. Martin's front windshield was hit and covered with cracks like spider webs.