Although he already knew that Lin Ruoxi was extremely rich, he didn't expect that her garage was actually divided into two levels, with a total of no less than ten different cars parked there. Whether it was the Mercedes SLK, Audi R8, Corvette, or even Lamborghini and Maserati, everything was there. However, it was naturally impossible for Yang Cheng to choose a supercar to drive out. This kind of car was estimated to have a lifespan of tens of thousands of kilometers in its lifetime. It wasn't that it could only run for that long, but usually driving this kind of car was too eye-catching and too wasteful. Other than racing, it simply couldn't reflect the speed of these cars.
"These cars, Miss usually doesn't use them, they were all given to her by some business friends. Miss basically doesn't drive them much. If son-in-law likes any of them, just drive them away." Mother Wang introduced with a smile.
Yang Cheng had always been curious about what his beautiful wife did, but he was too embarrassed to ask Mother Wang. After all, if he didn't even know this, their marriage would be too weird. He could only take the time to ask Lin Ruoxi herself.
After walking around, Yang Cheng finally saw a relatively normal sports car, a milky white BMW M3. This kind of car was basically the peak of the city sports cars, with a top speed of more than 300 kilometers per hour. But in Lin Ruoxi's garage, there really wasn't any other car that was more inconspicuous than this M3.
"This one." Yang Cheng said as he pointed to the M3.
Mother Wang said with some doubt, "son-in-law, why don't you choose a better one? This seems to be the cheapest car here."
The car that cost more than 1.2 million was the cheapest. Yang Cheng smiled and explained, "This one then. It's not good to be too eye-catching. It's better not to show off your wealth, it's better to be low-key."
"No wonder Miss likes son-in-law, son-in-law's temperament is really rare. Nowadays young people all think about who has more money, but son-in-law is thinking about how to hide it." Mother Wang nodded in satisfaction and took out the BMW keys from a corner of the garage and gave it to Yang Cheng.
After Yang Cheng sat in the car with ease, the automatic garage door rolled up. After saying goodbye to Mother Wang, the car shot out of the garage like an arrow leaving the bow.
Mother Wang silently watched Yang Cheng drive away, quietly sighed and muttered to herself, "Young people nowadays, I really don't understand …."
After not driving for more than half a year, Yang Cheng felt that his hands hadn't degenerated at all. The M3's excellent performance was vividly displayed on the Zhong Hai City's roads. It perfectly weaved through the traffic, maintaining a speed of more than 100 kilometers per hour, which was astonishingly fast in the city. Occasionally there were a few traffic policemen who noticed Yang Cheng's excessive speed, but they didn't react and just whizzed past.
In less than half an hour, Yang Cheng returned to the apartment he rented. After going upstairs, Yang Cheng suddenly discovered that his door was unexpectedly open. His eyebrows wrinkled, his first reaction was that someone had come in. But when he entered the room, the person inside was actually the familiar Li Jingjing!
Li Jingjing wore an embroidered white shirt and a cool emerald colored gauze skirt. Her jet black hair was tied into a ponytail, a few strands of hair swayed with the cool breeze flowing in from the window, making her look elegant and refined.
At this moment, the girl was earnestly cleaning the room with a mop. Although there were very few things in Yang Cheng's room, there was a lot of dust.
Seeing Yang Cheng return, Li Jingjing revealed a bit of joy. Her face was flushed because of her labor, like a summer elf girl, "Big brother Yang, you're back!"
Yang Cheng felt a burst of warmth in his heart. Two months ago when Li Jingjing didn't go for her internship, she often cleaned the room for him. Now that she was back, she had a job, but she still came back at noon to clean the room for him. His heart was filled with guilt and pity for the girl. Yang Cheng stepped forward and touched Li Jingjing's soft ponytail, "Jingjing, in the future don't come and clean, I'm going to move."
"Move?" Li Jingjing stared blankly for a moment. "Big brother Yang, are you going to leave Zhong Hai?" The girl eagerly asked.
Yang Cheng thought for a moment, and finally chose to tell the truth, "No, but I'm married. I'm going to live with my wife, but we're still in Zhong Hai."
Li Jingjing's small face suddenly turned pale, and a few tears welled up in her beautiful eyes, but she immediately lowered her head and wiped them away. However, her trembling shoulders made people feel that she was not calm at this moment.
After the two were silent for a long time, Li Jingjing raised her head. Her eyes were red, and she revealed a forced smile, "Congratulations, Big brother Yang. Sister-in-law, she … … must be very beautiful … …"
Yang Cheng's heart was also a bit stifled, but it was better to get the pain over with. Yang Cheng felt that Li Jingjing had to face this moment, so he could only harden his heart. At this moment, when he heard Li Jingjing's question, his mind flashed with Lin Ruoxi's beautiful face, and he subconsciously nodded.
Li Jingjing's eyes flashed a trace of despair, but she seemed to have calmed down. She bitterly smiled and said, "Big brother Yang, you're really bad. You didn't even tell us about such a big thing. But I … … I still want to give you my blessings. I … … I'll go first … … "
Yang Cheng looked at Li Jingjing's back as she walked down the stairs like a frightened rabbit. He felt a wave of pain in his heart, and quickly said, "Jingjing, I'll go see you in a while. Work hard."
Li Jingjing paused for a moment, softly responded, and quickly ran down the stairs.
After waiting for a long time for Li Jingjing to leave, Yang Cheng took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it up. He fiercely took a few puffs, and the sadness in his eyes gradually dissipated, followed by a bit of ruthlessness.
Yang Cheng was very confident in his memory. When he went out, he definitely locked the door. In other words, the reason why Li Jingjing could come in was because the door was forcefully opened by someone else. But who would come to his house for no reason? Yang Cheng thought of two possibilities: The first was that some secret department of the country had already begun to investigate him, but that seemed illogical, because if they really wanted to make a move on him, they could just directly target him. That was more direct and effective. The second possibility was that Chen Feng, who had just had an intense conflict with him two days ago, realized that even the police couldn't do anything to him, so it was inevitable that he would think of other ways.
"He really won't shed a tear until he sees the coffin … …" Yang Cheng expressionlessly said to himself, threw the cigarette butt, and started to tidy up his things.
Yang Cheng tidied up the big suitcase in the house, stuffed some clothes and pants into an old big bag, and went to the bathroom. On a whitewashed wall, Yang Cheng suddenly punched with force, and a hole suddenly appeared in the wall.
A black palm-sized wooden box was taken out by Yang Cheng, and he put it together with the clothes and pants in the bag.
After tidying up everything, Yang Cheng walked out of the apartment building, and looked back at the old house that he had lived in for more than half a year, as if he wanted to imprint this scene in the deepest part of his mind.
After speeding all the way, Yang Cheng returned to the villa in Dragon Garden. After parking the car, Yang Cheng entered the villa through the automatic small elevator. As soon as he entered the door, he saw a beautiful figure reclining on the sofa in the living room, and a newly filmed Korean drama was playing on the huge TV screen in front of her.
Her black hair was tied up high, and her beautiful white neck was like a jade. Just looking at her back would make one's imagination run wild. If it wasn't his newlywed wife, Lin Ruoxi, who could it be?
At this moment, Lin Ruoxi was completely immersed in the lingering scenes of the Korean drama on the TV, and did not hear the sound of Yang Cheng returning home.
Yang Cheng revealed a playful smile. He didn't think that his cold wife would actually like to watch romantic Korean dramas. While he felt that it was fun, his depressed mood immediately improved. He walked up and suddenly hugged Lin Ruoxi's fragrant shoulder, "My good wife, give your husband a kiss!"
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