What is the Richest Man in Halongmen?

Mingdu smiled and didn't explain anything in particular.

"In any case, the current Xista is less of a glance for me."

Ceylon looked at the surrounding scenery and said regretfully.

"People always have to wait until they lose before they regret it."

Mingdu smiled and said, "A man named Shakespeare in my hometown once said that welcome is always with a smile, and farewell is always with a sigh. In fact, I don't think so. The so-called parting is for the next time. Parting. Without parting, there is no meeting. Sighing for farewell is worse than smiling for the next encounter."

Ceylon was stunned for a while, as if he did not expect Minghui to say that.

"Accidental? Didn't expect me to say that?"

Mingdu seemed to have seen Ceylon's thoughts and said with a smile.

"No, you are quite right."

Ceylon also laughed: "It is indeed as you said, my farewell to Shista is inevitable. However, after saying goodbye, I will meet a new encounter."

"There's an old gentleman in my hometown named Marx who said that nothing in the world doesn't change. So what you lose, what you will learn... Of course, I know what I'm saying now maybe It's a bit unpleasant. However, instead of holding the idea of ​​'one glance and one less'. I think it is better to keep these most precious memories in your heart forever and welcome the future well."

"..."

Ceylon did not speak, and did not know what to think.

Mingdu said this while riding his bicycle: "Ah...are we riding a little too slowly? Those bodyguards from your family seem to be catching up."

Ceylon turned his head and glanced at the traffic behind him.Several high-end black sedans were mixed in the traffic.The bodyguards on the car kept sticking their heads out, as if they were looking for the traces of Mingdu and Ceylon.

"It seems to be the case... What should I do? Mr. Ming."

Although he said what to do, Ceylon's face did not have any anxious expression, but instead was full of eagerness to try.

Mingdu smiled: "It's okay, we're almost there... Sit down."

Mingdu glanced at the bodyguards behind and walked towards the crowded place.

"They don't know where we're going. So as long as we get in the crowd, it's going to be hard for them to find us."

After crowding into the crowd attending the music festival, Mingdu stopped his bicycle: "It's not far from the beach... So, let's walk over for the next journey."

"Eh?"

Ceylon subconsciously glanced at his feet in high heels.

The music around was a bit noisy. Mingdu looked at Ceylon and said loudly: "Of course, I know, you are wearing high heels and it's not easy to walk...I'll carry you."

Among the audience in everyday clothes, Mingdu and Ceylon in suits and dresses are indeed somewhat different.

However, the audience around them at the moment are immersed in the enthusiastic music and have no time and energy to pay attention to them.

Mingdu bent down, smiled at Ceylon and said, "Come up?"

"Eh?"

Ceylon was a little embarrassed, her face blushed slightly.

"Don't be shy."

Mingdu smiled and said, "When you asked me to catch you just now, you weren't shy. Since you want to pursue excitement, let's go through it to the end."

Ceylon's face was a little rosy, but it was not very obvious under the colorful spotlights on the surrounding stage.

"Okay! Don't think I'm heavy!"

I don't know if he was infected by the slightly fanatic atmosphere around him, Ceylon laughed: "Mr. Ming! Help me."

Saying that, Ceylon stretched out his hand and placed it on Mingdu's shoulder.Then he raised his feet, hooked his hands, and easily took off the high heels on both feet.

"Let's go, the goal is the beach!"

Ceylon climbed up behind Mingdu, carrying high heels and unfinished bread in his hands.

Ming Du complained and joked: "Since you have taken off your shoes... then go by yourself."

This is pure joke.There is an asphalt road near here, and of course it is impossible for Ceylon to walk by itself.

"Girls are very delicate. This is a good opportunity for you to show your gentlemanly manner. Come on, Mr. Ming, and stop complaining."

"Ok."

Mingdu shrugged, stretched out his hand, put his hand on the girl's thigh, and carried the girl on his back.

The feeling of the girl's thighs was transmitted through the dress, making Mr. Ming a little excited.

Thankfully, Ceylon wasn't too heavy—even among the women of her stature, she was fairly light.Mingdu carried her behind her back, and did not feel any special pressure.

"Want to eat bread?"

Ceylon, behind Mingdu, blinked and tore off a piece of bread.Handed it to Mingdu's mouth and asked towards Mingdu.

"Will you just use the hand you just buckled your foot with and tear bread for me?"

Mingdu spit out.

"No, I'm rude. This hand is clean."

Ceylon angrily took the bread back and stuffed it into his mouth.