The quick-traveling scumbag is really a heartthrob

"Poor Miss Yinyin is so infatuated with the Admiral..."

"That woman doesn't look serious at first sight!"

The two cooks chattered and slandered their common enemy, as if they could get wonderful pleasure from it.

"..."

The girl lazily raised her red lips and said, "Well...what else?"

The two cooks looked towards the spiral staircase. The girl was wearing a comfortable linen nightgown, with lazy curly hair falling on her chest. She looked sultry when she raised her eyes.

She walked slowly and barefoot down the stairs.

Those white and flawless little feet just stepped on the cold floor tiles.

Just looking at it makes people feel soft.

I wish I could hold her in my arms and take good care of her.

"What you said is quite pertinent, why don't you say it anymore?" Pan Shu curled her lips, "I am really...an immoral, libertine and bad woman. Do you want to do this for your admiral...or... To seek justice for your Miss Yinyin?"

"Now, your admiral is back. You'd better tell me all your resentment towards me, otherwise it will be bad if you hold it in until you die."

Pan Shu curved her lips and looked at Ji Hanzhang miserably.

The faint smile at the corner of Ji Hanzhang's mouth subsided slightly.

He frowned and looked at Pan Shu seriously, "Did they make you angry?"

Pan Shu taunted in a weird way, "How dare I be angry? If I dare to be angry with the general... these servants of yours can peel off my skin. It's just right. I've found a house. I'll check in with my bag in the afternoon. I won't leave any room." I’ll take their Miss Yinyin’s place here.”

"Who said that?" Ji Hanzhang's face darkened, "Butler, check them one by one, don't let anyone go."

After saying that, he was afraid that Pan Shu would misunderstand, so he explained patiently, "Gu Yinyin is kind to me. Besides, she is an orphan girl that Mr. Chu took in during his lifetime. I promise the old man..."

"Promise what? Promise to take care of her for the rest of your life?"

Pan Shu raised her eyes and smiled coldly when she saw the man was silent.

Didn't wait until the afternoon.

Pan Shu left immediately.

Nothing was taken away.

Went away in those pajamas.

"Di-"

A convertible supercar parked slowly at Ban Shu's feet. The man in the driver's seat wore square sunglasses, a black shirt, and red lips, "Get in the car."

Pan Shu glanced at him, didn't refuse, opened the passenger door and got in.

Ji Yan raised his eyebrows.

"My co-pilot doesn't seat people."

Pan Shu glanced at him and said, "Then shall I go down?"

Ji Yan hurriedly held her down and said, "No, auntie, who else is qualified to sit as the co-pilot of this young master besides you? You are not even qualified to sit on the roof of the car!"

"Young Master Ji is quite arrogant." Ban Shu smiled.

"Why did you run out with so little on?" Ji Yan frowned and took off his coat, throwing it into her arms, "Put it on, don't get cold."

He is a smart man.

See it at a glance but never say it.

Ji Hanzhang... probably pissed her off.

"Should I take you home or take you out for a walk?" Ji Yan parked the car on the side of the road and put one hand on the steering wheel. His sleeves were rolled up a few times, revealing his cold white delicate wrist bones. He wore a simple necklace on his index finger. But expensive white jade ring.

Pan Shu recognized it at a glance as the Wen Yu ring that caused a sensation in the entire galaxy at the last Blue Star auction.

Nothing fancy.

I just heard that this ring generates warmth in its tentacles and can warm and nourish people's muscles and bones.

Putting the temperature and maintenance aside for the time being, the final price alone was ridiculously high.

It is roughly equivalent to the total revenue of Blue Star’s treasury for three years.

What concept?

You can imagine how far Ji Yan's wealth has accumulated!

Ji Yan is a playboy who knows how to play and loves to play. As long as he wants to, there is no woman he can't seduce... But Ji Yan really doesn't have much interest in women.

If you have time, why not talk about one more business deal?

People like him are destined to live alone.

"Take me to play the sports that Young Master Ji usually likes to play," Pan Shu raised her lips carelessly, "Let's go."

Ji Yan stubbed out the cigarette butt with one hand, threw it into the grooved ashtray, and turned the steering wheel with one hand. His knuckles were so sexy!

Pan Shu looked at it for a while.

Then he turned and looked out the window.

But Ji Yan wished she could watch it for a while longer.

If she could like her own hands, to round things off, she could be considered to like him.

Ji Yan didn't drive as freely as he did. On the contrary, he was very steady when driving. Ban Shu was surprised by this.But Ji Yan was not like this on weekdays. Sitting in his car was like racing against death, but today it was Ban Shu who was sitting in the car.

This is a racing club.

Ji Yan caught everyone's attention as soon as he got out of the car. After all, his dazzling red hair was so eye-catching!

Paired with the young boy's delicate and evil appearance, it is not unconventional at all.

He was born to be so passionate.

"Hey, are you all here?" Ji Yan hummed casually as a greeting, walked around the front of the car, opened the other door in a gentlemanly manner, and said in a soft tone, "Slow down."

Pan Shu nodded casually.

Extremely bland.

Her linen loose skirt fluttered in the wind, her curly hair was flying mischievously, and her inky hair brushed her stunning face. She was amazed by her stunning appearance for a long time.

At that moment the wind stopped.

Ji Yan looked at Ban Shu, with a strong possessiveness in his eyes that could not be ignored.

People who play car racing are either rich young men, or their families are involved in politics.

After all, racing is really expensive.

Ordinary people really can't afford it.

On weekdays, Ji Yan never brings a female companion, but almost everyone else brings a sexy, glamorous, or cute female companion, and they never do it the same way every time!

They dare not easily define young girls as female companions.

This is a very insulting term to her.

But these rich young men are not stupid.

Glancing up and down at Banshu's clothes, she felt a little more contemptuous.

They were just poor people from the slums who gained Ji Yan's favor.

Pan Shu saw through all their little thoughts.

If Ji Hanzhang knew that the priceless pajamas he coerced and coerced Smith into making in three months were actually recognized as street stalls, would he be so angry that he would bleed?

but.

Can you judge a person by just one piece of clothing?This is so annoying.

Ji Yan put away the careless expression on his face and said, "Please show some respect to me and call me Miss Ban."

"Miss Ban."

These young masters still gave Ji Yan a lot of face.

"These are what you usually play?" Pan Shu pointed at the rows of racing cars and frowned slightly, "It's too dangerous."

Ji Yan likes exciting sports very much. He thinks that if there is an accident, he will die.

But...she was worried about him.

Ji Yan started to become afraid of death.

"Well, I haven't played for a long time. This time I'm mainly here to accompany you." Knowing that Ban Shu was not in a good mood recently, Ji Yan deliberately made her happy, "You can play for a while. I will take you. I can drive very steadily."

The young masters who heard this almost couldn't hold back their laughter.

Very stable?

What a life and death speed!

The young master's female companions were almost crazy with jealousy over Ji Yan's preference!

They are women.

They could clearly feel that Mr. Ji really liked this unrealistically beautiful girl.