You Are My Rare Passion Chapter 1742: Slapped in the face

Yue Ya'er didn't feel anything when Ye Xingbei didn't talk about it before.

Now that Ye Xingbei broke the story, Yue Ya'er gave Chi Zhan a careful look.

Chi Zhan stared at the wound on her hand, the pain in her eyes almost overflowing into reality.

Yue Ya'er didn't know how to describe the distress in Chi Zhan's eyes at this moment, but she deeply felt that if possible, Chi Zhan would like to replace her.

She couldn't tell how she was feeling at this moment.

It's complicated.

A little soft, a little throbbing, and a little... aggrieved.

"It's fine," she smiled, "it's just a minor sprain, it'll be fine in a few days."

"The injury is so serious, how can it be okay?" Chi Zhan said, "I'll take you to the hospital."

"Yes," Ye Xingbei said, "I have to go to the hospital for a check up, and I can rest assured that the bones are all right."

Gu Junzhu glanced at a few children and said to Ye Xingbei: "You take Chi Qing and a few children to eat, and I will accompany them to the hospital."

Gu Junzhu thinks that in a place like a hospital, if children can go less often, it is better to go less often.

"Okay," Ye Xingbei said, "then I'll wait for you at the hotel. You're done. We'll meet at the hotel."

Gu Junzhu asked Yue Ya'er to get off Ye Xingbei's car and get into his car.

The group split into two, Ye Xingbei took Chi Qing and the children to the hotel.

Gu Junzhu took the rest and rushed to the hospital.

Yue Ya'er was brought into her car by Ye Xingbei. Wang Peiling originally chased after her, but she was stopped by the Gu family's bodyguards ten meters away from the car.

He stood on the side of the road and watched Ye Xingbei help Yue Ya'er into a seemingly low-key, but actually luxurious car.

He's a car guy.

He was leaning on the car just now, waiting for Yue Ya'er, showing off a lot.

He's not one to show off.

Just in front of Yue Ya'er, he can't help but want to show his strengths.

His car is the latest model of a big international brand, with a market value of several million.

He is handsome, leaning on the luxury car, and the girls who pass by him can't help but take a few more glances.

He knew that such ostentation was superficial and vulgar.

But other than that, he doesn't know what else he has to make Yue Ya'er nostalgic.

But now, Yue Ya'er is in a car worth at least 10 million yuan.

It's a customized model of a certain brand, and you may not be able to buy it if you have money. You must have a way to do it.

He stared blankly at Yue Ya'er getting into the car, feeling that his face was hot | hot | hot.

His head is a mess, and he can't even tell what he's thinking.

Yue Ya'er said she was with her friends.

So, that car belongs to her friend.

No wonder he took Yue Ya'er back to his house, and when he saw his villa, Yue Ya'er's face was very calm, and there was no surprised look at all.

Anyone who can drive a custom-built luxury car must live in a better place than him.

Although Yue Ya'er has no money, she has a rich friend.

His money is nothing in front of her friends.

It's ridiculous that he couldn't help showing off in front of Yue Ya'er.

Yue Ya'er didn't say anything, but she must be laughing at him?

His face was flushed with embarrassment, his fists were clenched tightly, and his eyes almost burst out with fire.

Just as he was embarrassed, another custom-built luxury car drove up.

The car stopped and immediately someone stepped forward to open the door.

Several people filed out of the car, each with a good appearance and a noble temperament.