"If I win, I'll take your new Aston Martin!" Ye Xici was very fond of the Aston that was airlifted from Newport, England, but there was only one sports car, so Yin Mochen asked them

Make a development proposal based on the company's progress.

Dongdong's proposal on overseas business development was unanimously approved at the last high-level meeting of the Yin family, and their father gave him this purely original limited edition. He suffered from heartache for a long time, but he has improved his skills in company management.

It is also true that he is not as good as human beings.

Ye Dongyu nodded in agreement. After two seconds of silence, he looked sideways and asked, "What if you lose?"

"If I lose, I will give you my Spyker C8!" Ye Xici directly stepped onto his favorite sports car, which was a gift given to him by Uncle Ivan on his 15th birthday last year.

"Deal." Ye Dongyu raised his wrist and turned on the timer, then said calmly, "Start counting."

Backstage, Bai Yuxi pulled Ye Huairan and searched from room to room, but Ye Zechuan was nowhere to be found.

"Where did my boyfriend go?" Bai Yuxi stood anxiously in the corridor and looked around, but saw no one else except the staff and people behind the scenes.

"Shh! There seems to be someone over there." Ye Huairan's senses were much more sensitive than normal people. She heard someone talking on the other side of the corridor, pointed in that direction, and said to the girl next to her, "Let's go.

Let’s go over and take a look.”

Although Badan is unwilling to admit it, she actually still wants to meet her brother Zechuan. If for no other reason, at least she has to ask him why he kept her waiting when he clearly promised that he would be back soon.

Ten years is so long?

"Is there a sound? Why didn't I hear it?" Bai Yuxi looked at her with a confused face. After listening for several seconds, he said, "Did you hear it wrong?"

"You can't be wrong, follow me!" Ye Huairan walked in front, turned left and walked towards the other side of the corridor.

Outside the quiet lounge.

"Aite, let me take you to the hospital for a checkup." Ye Zechuan looked at Aite, who had changed back to flat shoes, and looked at her swollen right ankle with concern.

After performing the last show just now, when Aite was leaving the stage, he stepped on the hem of his own skirt and injured his foot.

"It doesn't matter, weren't injuries common when practicing magic before?" Aite smiled nonchalantly, not caring about this minor injury at all.

After she finished speaking, she was about to change her clothes. Unexpectedly, she lost focus as soon as she took two steps and almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, Ye Zechuan had quick eyesight and quick hands, so he quickly walked over and held her waist.

Aite's bravery just now made his ankle injury worse. Ye Zechuan supported her whole body weight and almost held her in his arms. He looked at the pain-bearing expression on her face, frowned slightly and said, "Still

Go to the hospital."

Although it was a question of inquiry, the tone when it was said was that it was not to be refused.

"But, I don't want to..." Aite didn't like the atmosphere of the hospital, wrinkled his nose, and the small freckles on his cheeks also showed a bit of timidity.

"How can a twenty-one-year-old be afraid of going to the doctor?" Ye Zechuan saw that her feet were completely unable to walk, so he directly picked her up and said, "Don't be brave, I will take you to the hospital."

Aite raised his eyes and looked at the young man's exquisite and perfect profile, and no longer insisted, nodded and replied: "Okay."
Chapter completed!