Goodnight, Mr. CEO!

It seems to be bursts of exclamation?

Luo Wensu only thought that the cousin who had been missing for eighteen years had returned, and was not interested at all.

On the contrary, He Zhehan looked playful.

He came early in the morning to join in the fun, now that he is back, how can he miss it?

"Come on, let's take a look at your little cousin who has messed up the Lin family in a few days, what does it look like?"

After saying that, regardless of Luo Wensu's willingness or not, he forced him to come out.

As soon as he went out, He Zhehan's eyes suddenly widened!

Obviously, he was not alone in this state at this time.

Even the delicate and arrogant Luo Ruyin opened her eyes wide in astonishment.

I saw a steady stream of luxury cars driving in front of the fountain in the courtyard of the villa.

The driver of the vehicle stopped the cars in an orderly manner, one after another!

Maserati, Porsche, Ferrari, Lamborghini and other sports cars are dazzling.

Even sharp-eyed reporters identified that several models are limited editions worldwide.

Even if you have money, it is difficult to pre-order and snap up that kind.

Among them is the one that Luo Ruyin once liked, but couldn't buy.

"Mom, what's going on here?"

She turned around and grabbed Lin Youlin, who was also shocked, with a hint of greed in her tone.

Lin Youlin didn't speak, but Luo Minghao's eyes were deep,

The luxury car stopped with an absolutely neat attitude.

Whether viewed from the front or from the side, they are all lined up.

Obviously, the drivers are well trained.

Everyone was still immersed in astonishment, but they saw an old man with an indifferent face slowly coming from behind.

He walked very slowly.

But the gaze is like a biting cold wind, which makes people feel bone-piercing if they look at it from a distance.

Soon, the old man came to the front of the convoy.

He stretched out his hand and made a special gesture, and the doors of the luxury car team opened at the same time.

The driver with the same cold face got out of the car silently and stood behind the old man.

All these actions were carried out silently and so fast that most people didn't even react.

"What's the situation?"

He Zhehan asked Luo Wensu beside him.

Luo Wensu didn't speak, and obviously didn't understand.

When Lin Youlin was hesitating whether to go forward, she saw the old man's sharp eyes sweeping across her from the crowd...

Immediately, a sense of danger crossed my mind!

"Who the hell are you guys?"

Lin Youlin suppressed her fear and spoke in a deep voice.

The old man and the people behind him acted as if they hadn't heard it, and they didn't respond.

The relatives of the Lin family were whispering, while the reporters grabbed the equipment in their hands and took pictures, never letting go of any scenes.

Just when everyone was in a daze, they saw the old man and his subordinates neatly bowing towards the door.

"They're mine."

Accompanied by the cold voice, a touch of red was reflected in everyone's eyes!

The red pomegranate dress with bare arms flowed over her body, and her steps were light and graceful.

The silk chiffon fits neatly to the graceful curves of the body, and the irregular wavy skirt like a waterfall follows every step she walks...

Stirring!

The skin is as white as snow, the lips are like vermilion, like tender and bright peonies, and the eyes are enchanting and charming.

As if to confirm her words, the old man and his subordinates walked behind her silently, well-trained and silent.

No one saw how much sarcasm was in those spiritual eyes hidden under the sunglasses.

Everyone only felt that she was smiling.

Like a spring breeze.

But she saw her pale fingers take off the sunglasses, revealing those beautiful cold eyes, and...

The little tear mole under the corner of the eye.

"Auntie, I'm back!"