Mr. President, Your Wife is too Overbearing!

Looking at two Ferraris of the same red color, Ye Shayan suddenly said:

"What should I do if my car breaks down? Is it left on the side of the road?"

Jim glanced at Ye Shayan's same sports car as him, and a smirk flashed in his eyes. The gentleman said to Ye Shayan:

"It's okay, I'll let someone handle it."

"Alright." Ye Shayan's expression became even more triumphant when she heard that Jim was going to help her run errands.

Sure enough, as long as she put down her figure, no problem was a problem anymore.

Fortunately, she was still squatting on the canonization before, but now thinking about it, it is really stupid, and she wasted so many good resources.

After Jim managed to strike up a conversation with Ye Shayan, he drove away whistled away.

Ye Shayan's red sports car was left in place.

A minute after Jim left, Anthony walked out of a shop on the side of the street.

He calmly walked towards Ye Shayan's red sports car, just as he walked towards his own car.

He opened the hood, and stooped over the engine without knowing what he had touched, then he closed the hood and sat in the driver's seat.

In Ye Shayan's hand, the sports car that didn't respond to any step on the accelerator, Anthony just drove away easily.

When eating with Jim, Ye Shayan realized that although Jim was not too handsome, he was so good at talking and was quite humorous. It made her laugh so hard that she couldn't stop laughing after a meal.

Looking at the average-looking Jim, Ye Shayan looked at him more and more satisfied.

Especially Jim's muscular figure, the muscles are first-rate, they are very powerful at first glance, and the explosive power must be particularly strong.

With such a good figure, certain aspects of kung fu must be particularly strong, Ye Shayan was a little excited just thinking about it.

After a meal, Jim looked at Ye Shayan, who was fairly happy eating, and pretended to be a gentleman's suggestion again:

"How about going to the bar for a drink?"

"I can't drink well, I don't know how to drink."

Ye Shayan glanced at the red wine glass on the table. She had already drunk half a glass, and then she was worried that she would lose control and damage her image as a lady.

Jim looked at Ye Shayan with an admiring look on his face, but he was spitting in his heart.

His alcohol is not good enough!

According to his understanding, Ye Shayan was the one who had been pouring several bottles of red wine by Brown.

"If you don't know how to drink, you don't need to drink, just go and play, it's okay."

Jim felt that he was really tired from laughing this night, and it was really not a good job to coax people.

Especially facing a woman like Ye Shayan, who is pretending from head to toe from the inside to the outside.

He couldn't laugh loudly, and he couldn't show any disdainful eyes, he was almost exhausted from laughing.

I had known that I would not rob Anthony, and asked Anthony to come and eat with Ye Shayan.

"But, I haven't been to a bar. Is it messy? I'm worried about insecurity."

Ye Shayan looked embarrassed.

She and Brown met at the bar. How could she have never been to a bar?

However, she was worried that she would meet Brown when she went to the bar.

Although Brown's performance in the past few days is a bit cold to her, if Brown sees her with other men, he will definitely be upset, after all, the two of them have not completely broken off.

Ye Shayan had seen Brown beat people, he even beat women, and he beat them very hard, she worried that Brown would beat her too.

"It won't be unsafe. I will take you to a very private bar. The safety is absolutely guaranteed, and the people are not mixed. You can definitely rest assured and you will not meet acquaintances."

Jim seemed to know that Ye Shayan was worried about being seen by Brown. While he explained it tactfully, he also gave her some peace of mind.