Starting as the President of a Billionaire Group-Chapter 252 - 249 Motorcycle Girl (Second Update - Please Subscribe)

Chapter 252: Chapter 249 Motorcycle Girl (Second Update - Please Subscribe)

Ye Chen drove the car, and Zhao Qiao’er laughed and asked, "I didn’t expect you to have such a funny blind date experience before."

"Yeah, I wasn’t doing so well back then, and when she saw me, she was even more arrogant than today," Ye Chen laughed.

"Now I bet she’s regretting it big time."

"Hey, Ye Chen, this isn’t the way to our home."

"Of course, it’s not home."

"Hmph, are you planning to take me to a hotel?"

"Of course not, our super presidential suite isn’t tempting enough? Why go to a hotel?"

Zhao Qiao’er: "You player, how many women have you slept with now?"

Ye Chen suddenly thought, if there were a player system test, his score might be quite impressive.

Zhao Qiao’er asked, "One?"

Ye Chen shook his head: "More!"

"Two?"

Ye Chen still shook his head.

"No way, three?"

Ye Chen laughed: "More than three, I’m always fooling around, you guess how many."

Zhao Qiao’er: "..."

At this moment, the car drove into Hua Mansion.

Seeing this luxurious villa, Zhao Qiao’er was stunned.

This is what you call a wealthy family, and what you call luxury, Zhao Qiao’er finally witnessed it.

The villa’s style was spectacular, like a paradise, breathtakingly beautiful.

Which woman doesn’t love romance, which woman doesn’t love luxury.

Zhao Qiao’er was instantly captivated by the scene before her.

After getting out of the car, Zhao Qiao’er saw the house number and was momentarily shocked: "You’re in the number one villa? Oh my god, you’re actually the legendary number one villa big shot."

Ye Chen gave a faint smile: "How about it, pretty impressive, right?"

In the villa, Zhao Qiao’er looked around, upstairs and downstairs, with an excited face.

Ye Chen prepared several Western dishes and opened a bottle of red wine.

"Is this red wine more expensive than Lafite?"

Ye Chen smiled: "People only know about 1982 Lafite, but the king of wines is Romanee-Conti. This 1952 vintage has a global production of about 5760 bottles, and the price of a bottle of Lafite is just like a glass of it."

"Ah!" Zhao Qiao’er nearly spat out the sip she just took.

Oh my, just a small sip cost tens of thousands.

Only now did Zhao Qiao’er understand what a luxurious lifestyle meant.

Many people make about a hundred thousand a year, which is less than a glass of wine here.

This is the life of the wealthy.

Zhao Qiao’er swirled the wine in her hand: "You’re giving me such expensive wine, do you have an ulterior motive?"

Ye Chen nodded: "Of course, I have an ulterior motive."

The two people continued chatting as they drank, and Zhao Qiao’er’s cheeks turned crimson after drinking quite a bit of the wine.

"Why don’t you stay at my place tonight?"

"Hmm!"

Zhao Qiao’er blushed, knowing what staying over would mean.

...

The next morning, Zhao Qiao’er woke up to Ye Chen having already prepared delicious breakfast for her.

"Oh my god, Ye Chen, I didn’t know you’re such a good cook."

After last night’s activities, Zhao Qiao’er was hungry.

Eating the shredded meat noodles Ye Chen made, Zhao Qiao’er was completely amazed.

Zhao Qiao’er had never tasted such delicious shredded meat noodles.

After finishing the noodles, Ye Chen took Zhao Qiao’er to school.

At the school gate, Zhao Qiao’er gave Ye Chen a sweet kiss.

"By the way, how about a five-star review?" Ye Chen laughed.

"Considering how well you performed yesterday, it’s five stars for sure!"

[Ding, congratulations to the host on receiving a five-star review, activating the third five-star star (3/5) and rewarding a Divine-level Motorcycle Driving Skill.]

Divine-level Motorcycle Driving Skill, it seems I don’t have a motorcycle yet, looks like I need to find an opportunity to buy one.

At this moment, Ye Chen’s phone rang.

Zhao Ying: "Ye Chen, what are you doing?"

Ye Chen: "Just bored, driving Didi for fun."

Zhao Ying: "Then come pick me up."

Ye Chen: "Sister, I’m in Modu, you’re in Kyoto, how can I pick you up."

Zhao Ying: "I’m also in Modu, our family has businesses in both Kyoto and Modu."

Ye Chen: "Alright, where are you?"

Zhao Ying: "I’m waiting at the gate of Tangchen Yipin."

Ye Chen: "Alrighty."

Driving the car, Ye Chen headed straight for Tangchen Yipin.

In the luxurious residence of Tangchen Yipin.

Zhao Ying was staring blankly at her phone.

"Girl, are you in love?" a close friend laughed beside her.

"No way, I’m just going out to have fun with a friend."

"Still denying it, your face is red! If I’m not mistaken, this must be the handsome guy you told me about, right?"

Zhao Ying nodded: "Yeah, it’s him. He said he’d show me around Modu."

"Hmph, you’re a guy-chaser, I’m telling you, when I said I’d take you out, you didn’t want to go. Turns out you have a handsome guy with you."

Though she said it, her friend was genuinely happy.

After all, many guys have pursued Zhao Ying, but she’s very picky.

Now, among their circle of rich girls, Zhao Ying is the only one still single.

If she really got a boyfriend, it would be quite nice.

At this moment, Zhao Ying’s phone rang.

"Ye Chen must be here, babe, I’m off, won’t play with you anymore."

"Go on, have your date with your handsome guy," her friend said cheekily.

Walking to the door, her friend suddenly remembered something.

"By the way, if you’re going to, you know, remember to take precautions."

"What do you mean?" Zhao Ying looked confused.

Her friend blushed, rushed over, and handed something to Zhao Ying.

Seeing what was in her hand, Zhao Ying’s face instantly turned crimson.

"Sis, this is..."

"Also, you shouldn’t meet your boyfriend wearing sneakers, high heels are sexier."

Saying this, her friend took out a pair of crystal high heels and handed them to Zhao Ying.

"Put them on, and I’m sure your handsome guy will be captivated by your cute feet."

"Prepare for the unexpected, good luck, sister is waiting for your good news."

Zhao Ying changed into a very sexy dress and also wore a pair of crystal high heels.

Along the way, her sexy look caught the eyes of many men.

But the only thing that frustrated her was that her feet hurt terribly the whole way.

Oh, If I’d known, I wouldn’t have worn high heels.

Ye Chen was almost there, but there was a traffic jam on the way, so he called Zhao Ying.

"Sorry, there’s a traffic jam ahead, I might be a bit late. Why don’t you find a café to wait for me?"

"Sure."

Zhao Ying’s feet hurt so much, she quickly found a café, ordered a cup of coffee, and while massaging her small feet, waited for Ye Chen.

Ye Chen arrived at the mall and went into the café.

He saw Zhao Ying massaging her feet.

Ye Chen walked over and smiled, "Miss, may I sit here?"

Zhao Ying looked up and saw Ye Chen, breaking into a radiant smile: "Of course, you’re finally here."

For some reason, Zhao Ying felt a bit breathless when she saw Ye Chen.

Ye Chen smiled: "What happened to your foot? I saw you rubbing it just now."

Zhao Ying blushed: "My high heels don’t fit well, so they rubbed a bit."

"You girls, always thinking about beauty, high heels are uncomfortable.

"I just wanted to..."

Zhao Ying said only half a sentence.

She wanted to say, it’s for you.

At this moment, Zhao Ying’s phone rang.

"Xiaoying, I heard you’re in Modu, there’s a motorcycle race at She Mountain today, do you want to join?"

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