The waiter rubbed his hands and entered the car carefully, looking at this and there, he couldn't let it go.

Han Zhe said disdainfully: "Can you open it?"

"See what you said, I am a valet parking car. I can't drive well but I can drive it. But I don't dare to be too reckless in such a good car. Just drive it lightly."

"I'll tell you one more thing, the biggest advantage of this car is its good handling and easy to use, but... if you want to squeeze out its performance, you need some technology."

"Driving is like playing with a woman. No matter how stupid a man is, he will play with it, but it is not something that ordinary people can do if they want women to be really moved."

Han Zhe glanced at Ling'er and saw her turn her face and frowned. The reflection of the pool of clear water made him feel numb.

He laughed and scolded, and then he took Ling'er into the Orange Hotel with satisfaction.

The scale of the hotel is not very large, but each place is very unique, which shows the ingenuity of the hotel designer.

For a designer, it is very simple to be gorgeous. He only needs to cover the walls with gold and crystal. The most difficult thing is to make every detail to the extreme.

As soon as I came in, I felt the elegant style and the melodious sound of the strings, as if I brought people to the era of European aristocraticism. Elaborate biblical stories were burned on the enamel tableware, walnut tables and chairs exuded deep and full colors, and even the snow-white tablecloths represented the best textile attainments in the British industrial era.

There are not many diners in the hotel. People savor red wine and talk in a polite manner like gentlemen. The good layout in the hotel can ensure that each other's privacy is not disturbed.

"I heard that the French foie gras here is the most authentic in Yanjing. Today I will take you to taste it." The candlelight shook red, reflecting Ling'er's pretty face, adding a bit of unspeakable flavor.

Ling'er was very confused and nervous. She didn't want to stay with him for a minute. She just wanted to finish her meals with him as soon as possible and get rid of this annoying ghost from then on.

"Sister Ling'er, you are so beautiful today!" Han Zhe couldn't help but praise.

Ling'er's face changed. She lowered her head and twisted the corners of her clothes with her fingers.

Han Zhe smiled and snapped his fingers at the waiter...

Delicious and exquisite dishes, delicious desserts, swaying pearlescents, and gem red wine are all placed in front of you.

Ling'er lowered her head and ate in small mouthfuls. She occasionally glanced at her and saw that Han Zhe didn't eat much at all. She stared at her with a smile like a magnet.

Her heart thumped, she wiped her mouth with a napkin, and whispered: "I'm full, thank you for your dinner."

After saying that, she was about to get up and leave.

"Sister Ling'er, it's too rude to do this. Why don't you ask if I'm full?"

Ling'er was stunned, "Are you full?"

"No."

"Then please eat it quickly. I still have a lot to go back and do."

"Sister Ling'er, I said before coming that we have eaten this meal well and I will never disturb you again. Wouldn't you give me the last time?"

Ling'er couldn't refuse when he said this, so she had to sit down again, just like she was feeling uncomfortable.

"You... can you stop looking at me like this?" Ling'er said.

"I can't see unless you cover your face up." Han Zhe teased. At this time, all his thoughts were on the girl opposite, completely forgot about the bruises on his face that were left by Ye Chenghuan not long ago.

Ling'er slowly raised her head: "After eating this meal, you really won't harass me again, right?"

"Actually, that's not called harassment, it's just because I like you so much. There's no way, I can't even control myself. But now I understand that things like feelings are barely impossible. I like you, but if you don't like me, what's the use of me even if I really get you. So, I figured it out that you don't have to have her if you like someone. As long as you live happily, I'll be satisfied."

"That's how you really think?"

"I know you don't believe it. Even if I say too much, you won't believe it. In your eyes, I might be a playboy."

"No, I believe. I grew up by the river and depended on my grandfather since I was a child. I have never been in contact with the outside world and have never made friends. You are much better than me. I am not worthy of you at all. Now I just want to sing well, be worthy of the fans who like me, and live up to the hopes of my family for me."

"I understand. Don't say that you are a country girl, you don't deserve to be liked by others. I just like your simplicity. In my eyes, you are just a crystal, a crystal without a trace of impurities. As long as you are a human, you want to have it. Alas, nothing you say is useless now. I can only say that I am sorry for the harm you caused to you before. This meal will make up for my fault."

"It's okay, it's all over. As long as you... don't do such impulsive things to other girls in the future. I also hope you will be happy in the future."

Han Zhe picked up the wine glass and smiled bitterly: "I didn't expect that we would be so sensible when we met for the last time. So, let's have a drink for us to live happily in the future!"

"I..." Ling'er hesitated: "I'm sorry, I can't drink."

"This is the first glass of wine we have. I promise it is the last glass. After drinking this glass of wine, you will leave yours and I will leave mine. We will never meet again. Even if we meet occasionally one day, I will have forgotten you."

Ling'er bit her lip, and the words were already mentioned. If she refused again, it would be too unkind. Thinking of this, she had to pick up her own wine glass.

"I'll do it first!" Han Zhe drank the wine in the glass in one breath, and then lit the bottom of the glass.

Ling'er took a small sip and frowned, and finally drank all the wine in the glass in small sips.

In less than five seconds, she felt dizzy in her mind, as if someone opened her skull and poured lead into it, becoming heavier and heavier.

Everything in front of him turned into a heavy shadow, and Han Zhe's face, which seemed to be smiling, was erratic.

She barely stood up and said, "I... should leave..." She turned dark and she fell on the table, unconscious.

Ye Chenghuan's speed at running towards the Orange Hotel was enough to instantly kill Need for Speed. Need for Speed ​​is just a game, while Ye Chenghuan and the Horse 6 under his butt are real!

What is even more exaggerated than Need for Speed ​​is that he is holding the steering wheel in one hand and the mobile phone in the other hand, repeatedly dialing Ling'er's phone number 6 times. No one answered the first five times. On the 6th time, the phone simply turned off.

Ye Chenghuan felt the seriousness of the matter more and more. He immediately called Alba again, hoping that the aunt could give him some clues.

Fortunately, her phone was not busy. After three times, the woman's voice came. Ye Chenghuan felt that Alba's voice was so wonderful and beautiful for the first time.

But soon, her wonderful voice cast a shadow on Ye Chenghuan's heart, because he could be sure that the woman was drunk again after hearing one sentence!

"Damn, where have you died these days..." This is the first thing Alba said to her leader, and it burst out from the wonderful tongue that made fans all over the world intoxicated.

"You're not with Ling'er?"

"Ling'er? Who is Ling'er?"

Ye Chenghuan was angry: "Charlotte, guess what I want to do most now?"

"What?"

"I really want to throw you into the black water laboratory and let those careless bastards transform you into a drink-accompaniment robot who can only drink and can't eat!"

Sure enough, Ye Chenghuan's words had worked, and the other side seemed to be a little awake, "Oh, are you talking about Ling'er? Where is she now?"

Ye Chenghuan asked her, but she threw the problem back. The people in the Dark Storm were all weird. The reason why this organization is strong is that Ye Chenghuan can tolerate the shortcomings of every bastard and then carry forward their strengths to the extreme. But at this moment, he was a little unbearable. He now hopes to pull the woman who likes to die of drunkenness and dream, and then throw it into the fermentation pond to turn her into wine lees and other existences.

But in this situation, he had to suppress his anger and asked, "Where are you?"

"Oh, wait, I'll ask..." Then, the sound of a female drunkard asking her bodyguard was heard from the phone: "John, where am I?"

I have to say that after hearing this, Ye Chenghuan collapsed to death, but he still waited for Alba to answer him: "John said, I just got off the plane and was on the way from the airport to the hotel."

"Where have you been there these days?"

There was another vague muttering on the phone. Alba obviously forgot where he had been and was asking someone, "John said, I went to Seoul to participate in a charity event organized by the South Korean government."

Ye Chenghuan had no need to pull it off with a drunk cat. Obviously, Alba was unaware of Ling'er's loss, and he had no intention of telling another drunk cat about this unless he was drunk too.

"My question is over. Before I see you, you'd better jump out of the car window." Ye Chenghuan just finished saying this and heard a cry. No matter what, even if this subordinate is drunk and not clear about his mind, at least her loyalty still does not need to be tested.

Ye Chenghuan didn't have time to care whether she really jumped off the car. Even if it was true, she wouldn't die.

At this moment, he had already rushed into the parking lot of Orange Hotel with the GPS navigation system. Because the speed was too fast, he pulled a long pulley. The wheels and the ground of the parking lot made a long sharp and harsh twitch. Finally, he hit the rear of a more conspicuous car in the parking space, directly knocking the white BMW out of the parking line, and the horse 6 happened to park in its position.

Perhaps it was some kind of will in the dark that the car was the BMW modified car that was just hyped by Han Zhe.

Ye Chenghuan got out of the car and took a cold look at the terrible BMW modified car. He didn't mind paying attention to the one next to him and walked straight to the hotel gate.

The waiter who was in the valet parking came out from somewhere and stopped Ye Chenghuan: "Can you drive? Do you know whose car you broke?"

Ye Chenghuan smiled coldly, suddenly grabbed the waiter's collar and lifted his body off the ground.

The waiter was frightened. He had never seen anyone with such a powerful force that he could lift himself up with one hand. In an instant, he even thought he had met a future warrior!
Chapter completed!