The private treasure of the president of the wealthy family Ⅰ

Chapter 221 Crimson Flame's white Audi Parker is running wild over the city at dusk and sunset!

Tang Kexin was sitting in the co-pilot seat, turned her head, looked at Zhuang Haoran looking at the direction in front of her with a smile on her face, turned the steering wheel, and let the car drive straight ahead, the short hair on his forehead was blown by the strong wind, and seeing him again Twinkling eyes, provocative and ambiguous, this man's eyes can talk, when he is not serious, it always makes people blush, she looked at him strangely and asked: "President..."

"Huh?" He responded dotingly, gripped the steering wheel, quickly turned 360 five degrees, turned and drove forward.

"I see President Jiang is so busy every day, why do you seem to have nothing to do all day long?" Tang Kexin wondered.

"What are you so busy doing? Concentrate on work when you go to work, and play with your heart when you are off work. Only in this way can you enjoy life. Don't you want to feel the blue sky and white clouds when you are old? At that time, there are only memories left, and you will still like the present. Scenery? What's more, what I want is efficiency, not endless work. I have to enjoy my work so that I can achieve a sense of satisfaction..." Zhuang Haoran eased the accelerator, let the car drive towards Naomen, and rushed into a field of sweet-scented osmanthus flowers. smell good.

Kexin smiled happily, closed her eyes, and enjoyed the scent of flowers.

Knowing her movements, Zhuang Haoran shifted gears and let the car move forward slowly.

The phone rang.

Zhuang Haoran pressed the bluetooth headset and responded, "Mmm!"

The British secretary Jude reported the situation of the hotel to him. He listened attentively, but held the steering wheel tightly, letting the car go forward and drive smoothly. He replied to the secretary in fluent English while driving. He spoke English very well, no She speaks too Englishly, a little pretentiously, she just speaks it out naturally, with her own charming accent, Kexin couldn't help but opened her eyes and looked at Zhuang Haoran, only to find a wallet left on the stall, she stretched out her hand to put the He picked it up and was about to put it back on the front of the car, but he opened the black wallet with his mother finger and found a photo inside. It was a charming woman in her 30s, with deep and big eyes unique to mixed races. Tall nose, slightly thick lips, black long curly hair, wearing a camisole in the front, blue overalls, holding a white coffee with a very individual character, leaning against a mural, looking into the distance, eyes showing a little ambiguous smile , surrounded by unrestrained colors and messy brushes...

Tang Kexin was dumbfounded looking at this photo.

He gently took the wallet with one hand, picked it up, and put it in the dark compartment under the steering wheel.

Tang Kexin turned her head and saw that Zhuang Haoran had finished talking on the phone and was driving in peace of mind. She suddenly couldn't help laughing and said, "This is your beloved painter girlfriend? Then one morning, I will leave a lip print for you , and then you can’t catch up even if you run naked?”

Zhuang Haoran said with a smile: "It's not big or small, you dare to intervene in your boss's personal affairs so soon?"

Tang Kexin lowered her head, not daring to make a sound.

"Yes... leave me a lip print, and she will leave," Zhuang Haoran said.

Tang Kexin looked at him with some incomprehension.

Zhuang Haoran held the steering wheel, let the car drive forward slowly, and said while driving: "She is the woman I most want to marry in my life."

After Tang Kexin heard this, she said regretfully, "Since you like her so much, why don't you chase her back? If she really loves you, she will come back."

"She's not an ordinary woman, she doesn't make random decisions." Zhuang Haoran turned left again, and suddenly said, "You have time to learn to drive."

"Ah?" Tang Kexin was not used to his dancing so fast, she couldn't cope, and asked strangely, "Why?"

"Many roads in the UK are one-way and one-way lanes. Unlike domestic roads, I'm not used to turning left and right..." After Zhuang Haoran finished speaking, he finally parked his car in front of a shop in the downtown area.

Tang Kexin raised her head strangely, and looked at a two-story body shop in front of her. She saw a three-meter-high poster. There was a woman in a white tube top dress, as if walking from heaven, with a pair of angel-like eyes spread out behind her. She looked forward in a psychedelic way, she saw the woman lost in thought, turned her head to look at Zhuang Haoran and said, "What are we doing here?"

Zhuang Haoran remained silent, loosened his seat belt, and said with a certain seriousness: "Get out of the car."

Tang Kexin loosened her seat belt in confusion, and got out of the car. Looking at the elegant purple lobby of the store, there were several staff members in pink uniforms, who were talking with their heads down. Her feet were a little swollen. Walking forward in pain, watching Zhuang Haoran hold the remote control, lightly press it, the car alarms, then closes the hood, and locks... There is a silver Mercedes, and I want to pull over, but when I see Pikes Peak, I hurriedly hide tens of thousands Liyuan parking.

Tang Kexin was a little funny, raised her head, and saw that Zhuang Haoran was already wearing a black shirt, walking towards the store. He was wearing a white shirt and a black shirt, two completely different tastes. When he was wearing a black shirt, he showed some Wild, she quickly trotted forward a few steps, followed behind him, and walked into the dreamy lobby with crystal lights on. The store manager, seeing Zhuang Haoran, immediately prepared to say: "President Zhuang."

"Yeah." Zhuang Haoran looked up, took a look at the layout of the store, and then walked to the lobby on the second floor with Tang Kexin. The black light board floor, the small gold streamer lights, and the purple walls create a mysterious effect in this space.

Tang Kexin looked at Zhuang Haoran curiously in this environment.

Zhuang Haoran kept silent, but holding her wrist, he led her into a dark room of nearly [-] square meters under the guidance of the manager. Just when Kexin was wondering, the department manager stood by the door and held her hand. Press the switch, and the entire dark room, every location, suddenly lights up screens. On the screen, there are all slim beauties with beautiful and dreamy tattoos, perhaps non-mainstream patterns, very beautiful... There are dragons tattooed on the hands, roses tattooed on the chest, and even a pair of white wings tattooed on the thighs...

She looked at Zhuang Haoran in surprise.

Zhuang Haoran fell silent, put his hands lightly in his trouser pockets, looked at the patterns on the wall, stared at them for a long time, and then quietly said: "Have you ever thought about being grateful for your wounds?"

Tang Kexin didn't make a sound, but still looked at the beautiful pictures on the wall in confusion, and said, "Why should I be grateful for it?"

"Because it gives you a chance to look beautiful." Zhuang Haoran turned around with a smile, lightly held her shoulders, pushed her towards the center of the exhibition hall, made her look at the beautiful tattoos in front of her, and said: "Look? Want to add another color to your body?"

Tang Kexin was a little shocked, she obviously refused, she quickly shook her head, and said nervously: "I don't want it!! Parents who suffer from my body, hair and skin, I was hurt by others because I was passive. Now that I am like this, I am not obviously destroying my original skin I don't want... I still love myself very much..."

Zhuang Haoran smiled, and then quietly said: "Then can you tell me? When you were injured, was there any reason because of yourself?"

Tang Kexin's eyes flashed quickly, remembering all the impulsive things that lively little girl did with that bottle of red wine many years ago, her eyes suddenly burst into tears, and her body shivered slightly.

Zhuang Haoran raised his head and said quietly to her: "It's scary to really face your true self, because it's like a mirror, reflecting your ugliest, most vulnerable, and most failed side, and no one wants to face such a yourself, but as long as you take that step bravely, you will find that there is nothing great in life, except for that little bit of death.”

Tang Kexin's eyes widened, they were shining intensely, and her breathing became more and more rapid.

Suddenly, Zhuang Haoran gently embraced Tang Kexin from behind, and even lowered his head, touching her cheek, his hands gently rubbing her shoulders, and his mother fingers slightly brushed the scar on her shoulders, and then said slowly: " Be brave, face the scar that you have lost, and add beautiful colors to it, and you will find that everything that happened in this life is nothing more than that. One day, you will be willing to show everyone your past All the stories, and the person you love the most will definitely hold your hand and laugh with you until the end."

Tang Kexin turned around, raised her head to look at Zhuang Haoran, and asked choked with sobs: "Is it possible? Although I have always been strong, I actually don't know whether I will be able to be happy in the future? I am very confused..."

Looking at her pitiful tears, Zhuang Haoran suddenly smiled, stretched out his hand distressedly, held her small face, lowered his head, and said emotionally and hoarsely: "Yes, idiot. You will be happy. As long as you are willing to work hard, Be willing...to make that little change...to make your life a little bit different from the past, and a little bit different, and in the end, you will slowly change yourself...Trust me..."

Tang Kexin's big watery eyes blinked suddenly, and tears rolled down her eyes.

"Come..." Zhuang Haoran suddenly clenched Tang Kexin's shoulders, turned her body, turned to the beautiful patterns in front of her, and said, "For my life, find the first color, let it accompany you forever..."

Tang Kexin's bright eyes widened, and she looked at those beautiful tattoos faintly. Although she still resisted a little in her heart, her eyes slowly moved across each picture. Patterns, and patterns like sharp knives, her eyes scanned gradually, and finally saw a single pattern that was not photographed with a human body. She couldn't help but look at the crimson image reflected under the white light. The flame seemed to be burning thickly. Her heart shook violently. When she blinked her eyes again and looked at the flame, she clearly felt that it had a pair of wings that induced a golden color, and that it was hidden in the crimson flame. middle……

She was immediately attracted by the double-d effect of the pattern, and even fell in love with the pattern at once, pointing to it and saying: "I like this! I like it so much!"

Zhuang Haoran looked at the pattern she was pointing at, blinked his eyes quickly in surprise, and said in disbelief, "Are you sure you want that?"

"Yeah!" Tang Kexin immediately nodded with a smile, as if seeing her previous life's color, she nodded steadily!

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