The sick and delicate boss was tortured into a strict wife

Then, before anyone could growl again, he kicked the accelerator again and blasted out.

Bai Yuchen was very puzzled by this operation.

Isn't it a bit too gentle to smash the paper towel?

Are you such a pussy for losing your temper with others?How about hitting me?

Bai Yuchen spat out a dirty word in a low voice, his face full of displeasure.

"what happened?"

Bai Yuchen rolled his eyes at Ouyang Ding, and replied angrily: "Oh, I really can't see it, why are you so gentle when you lose your temper? I look like I deserve a beating even more than this second-year middle school youth, don't I?"

Ouyang Ding recalled, pursed his lips and snickered: "No, I threw the paper towel to let him wipe his butt. This is driving a car. Do you want me to get out of the car and beat him up? I have written down the license plate number , it’s not too late.”

Damn, what a black belly!

Bai Yuchen curled his lips, too lazy to talk to anyone.Just looking at the supercar that fell behind again in the rearview mirror, that car must have really caught fire, and it kept following behind, with a taste of following to the end.

Thinking about it, the young man drives a supercar, and his family definitely has the capital to drive him crazy outside.

This young master values ​​dignity more than anything else.

After a while, I heard Ouyang Ding say again: "You don't deserve a beating. In the past - it was my fault."

......

This inexplicable apology came too suddenly.

Bai Yuchen was really at a loss, so he just smiled awkwardly: "Hehe, you are all big men, and I don't care about it. In the end, it's also my problem. If it wasn't for me... ..Don’t mention it, let’s turn the chapter.”

"You have no problem, it's my problem."

Well, I'm still being polite.

It's too hypocritical for two grown men to dwell on this issue.

Bai Yuchen waved his hand: "Turn the page over."

"Well. In the future... I will be nice to you, and you should be nice to me."

Bai Yuchen didn't think deeply about this, and nodded perfunctorily, then changed the subject and pointed to the rearview mirror, signaling Ouyang Ding to look at the supercar that was still following.

Unexpectedly, Ouyang Ding didn't bother with supercars at all.

Instead, with a smile on his face, he turned his head and asked Bai Yuchen what car he wanted.

Bai Yuchen wanted to say the word 'sports car', but he swallowed the words when he saw the second-year middle school youth following behind him.

Instead, he patted Ouyang Ding's car with his hand, and said with a smile, "I don't pay attention to those things, your car is not bad, the speed is fast enough, the space is also large, and the vision is good. Hey, how much did you pay for this car?"

"one thousand."

"One thousand?" Bai Yuchen looked at Ouyang Ding suspiciously, and suddenly widened his eyes: "Wan???"

Ouyang Ding nodded: "Well, here you are."

"Give it to me?" Bai Yuchen pointed at himself and repeated uncertainly.

"Well, here you are. Or buy you one of these, whatever."

Is it so stupid?Just kidding me.

Bai Yuchen swallowed: "Brother, don't make fun of me, my heart can't take it."

Hearing this, Ouyang Ding turned his head and looked at Bai Yuchen firmly: "I'm not kidding."

"You...forget it, I can't afford this gift."

Ouyang Ding: "I said that this is compensation, and what you say is true. You are an artist, and you have to get a car. Before you, you were top-notch, and the car was too bad, so it was not suitable."

You kidding ghosts, who doesn't know that I have to haggle even to buy roadside stalls when I'm so exhausted?

This kind of car drives out, it's strange if others don't say that I'm next to a rich woman!

Today is the most important day for me.Tears!

2021, 2.26!

I'm going to list!Don't leave yet, just listen to my words from the bottom of my heart.

Everyone said that the first day on the shelves was the most frustrating day for a writer, for a novice Xiaobai. To be honest, I was scared.

There are only so few collections in total, I don't know what kind of misery will be waiting for me.

Later, I thought, this is my own problem, which is tragic, it can only prove that my writing is not good.

This article, my biggest gain, even if there are many little cuties who like my writing style.

Some will interact with me, some will care about my life, and some will just read the text silently.

No matter which one, as long as you collect it, I will treat it as one of your favorites! (Just so shameless, hehe)

This is love, it is love.

In the past, when I thought I couldn’t put it on the shelves, I thought, even if I have nothing, I still want to generate electricity for love.

Not only for the whole story in my mind, but also for the little cuties who like to read the text.

Now, I can put it on the shelves, and the only hope is that the cuties can understand and try not to leave me.

The blow of love can't afford to hurt...

Although I can't write well, I have a story, and I guarantee it with my personality. This story is not bloody, very exciting...

Little cuties, don't leave me alone in this unfamiliar place, okay...

Those who like to read the text can add fans, and I will send out packets regularly.

love you yo!