Chapter 11 Meet again
Fairen Evert like water eyes hard pull out a bitter smile, really unfavorable year, the house leaks on the night rain.
The man’s eyes are very clear, and the long eyelashes hang down idly. Even if he casually wears a casual suit, he can still see that this man has a great temperament, and his body exudes a warm aura like sunlight.
From the expensive clothes on his body can be completely seen that this person is very rich.
The next second, he casually looked over, his lips were red and white, and he seemed to be seriously talking about something.
The man turned back, the movement slowly put away the phone, striding over, the distance is too far she could not see the man’s expression.
I can see that the person is about to walk to their own front, thinking of their own situation on all sides, she gritted her teeth, the heart of a voice secretly said, really sorry!
Not far behind her, dense traffic began to move, she did not hesitate to turn the car and drive straight in the other direction.
Evans Winters, who was walking slowly, saw this scene, his body was slightly beaten, after reacting, looking at the small figure that fell away, could not help but dumbfounded smile, smile like the warm winter sun, warming the heart.
This woman, he just wanted to go over to see if she was hurt …
How to run away from it.
Raising his eyes to look over, the other side only left him a thin and small back.
This side of Fairen Evert heart is not good, hit people’s cars without even saying a sorry and ran away.
But she was really afraid that the man would ask her to pay for the car, scratching a scar so long that it would cost tens of thousands of dollars at least.
Fairen Evert drove very fast, perhaps because she was afraid that the man would catch up with her, and the cold wind poured into every corner of her body.
She ate a few bites of porridge in the morning and came here to look for work, tired all day without eating rice, the cold wind blowing in the face, the whole body is hungry and weak, the mouth is constantly blowing in the cold wind, the abdomen is cold and there is a slight pain.
When she arrived at an intersection, a sudden feeling of vomiting caught her completely off guard.
She pulled over to the side of the road and walked to a trash can not far away, bending down and vomiting viciously, as if she had to vomit out everything in her stomach.
Her mouth was bitter, she was white and felt dizzy after looking at the unidentified objects she had vomited on the ground.
Fairen Evert shook her head and forced herself to wake up, just as a strong cramping pain in her stomach, mixed with the discomfort of vomiting, sent her into a frenzy.
The sun was extremely blinding and Fairen Evert raised her hand slightly to fold her eyes, feeling a wave of weakness throughout her body, her vision became blurred, she crouched down weakly, looking at the small tram next to her and gritting her teeth as she tried to stand up –
The world was spinning.
She fell heavily to the muddy ground after the rain.
At the crossroads, a bright blue Ferrari slowly followed the traffic and stopped. After waiting for a while, the driver sitting at the front spoke in a strange voice: “Strange, why are there so many people around?”
A cold voice came from behind: “Focus on driving your car.”
The driver respectfully said, “Yes.”
On the leather cushion in the back seat sat a handsome looking man with an exquisitely cut suit, three-dimensional features like sculptures, a slightly taut jaw, long and white fingers impatiently tugging at his tie, leaning back, handsome eyebrows like a painting, and a biting aura emanating from his body.
It is obviously a very casual action, but the innate aura is so powerful that people do not dare to look at it.
The man is at this moment frowning, look light, seems not very good mood.
The driver has long been accustomed to Maxton West’s cold and detached attitude and couldn’t help but think of the woman who was his escort at the villa the other day, somewhat surprised, after all, since he was the West family young master’s exclusive driver, the first time he saw someone who could get close to him.
The traffic flowed slowly, the Ferrari passed by the crowded crowd, the driver could not help but look over curiously, the next second, he shouted: “… young master, is not that the woman who once gave you an escort?”
The man who was resting, when he heard “the woman who gave you escort”, his body was beaten, as if he thought of something, slowly opened the pair of eyes like the black night so that people can not see the bottom.
“… that?” He said in a deep voice, his expression did not have much fluctuation.
“It’s that … one.” The man was looked at by his cold gaze like a needle on a needle, turning incoherent: “It is the woman who can touch you!”
…
In the crowd, the fainted Fairen Evert was surrounded by a layer of passers-by who came to watch the fun.
Everyone was talking about whether the girl was suffering from heatstroke, and someone wanted to take her to the hospital, but was tugged by her mother: “Stop! Maybe it’s porcelain, now the porcelain means more and more sophisticated, we ordinary people do not dare to save people recklessly.”
Seventeen or eighteen-year-old child is very worried to look at the fallen thin woman: “But look, Mom, the girl’s face is so pale, and then this will certainly be an accident …”
The woman skimmed her eyes: “The accident also has nothing to do with us, you see so many passers-by are not also standing by?”
…
I don’t know what happened, a commotion came from the crowd.
Not long after, the crowd, as if there is a tacit agreement, very consciously gave way to let people pass.
Maxton West’s tall figure stood there, the surrounding talk was strangely lowered.
The man’s looks and figure are first class, and the crowd is whispering about something.
Maxton West looked indifferently at the woman who had passed out on the ground, and his eyes flashed a flash of heartache, which quickly and instantly passed.
He thought for a moment, bent down and directly picked up the woman with one hand, after which he left the scene without changing his face.
“Young master, next to that small tram with Miss Evert’s bag on it, that should be her car, we …”
“Find another person to bring it back.” Maxton West is tall, warm jade-like white philosophical skin, that deep black bright eyes give people an elusive feeling.
After the crowd saw the man who was like a million people getting into a Ferrari, the mother and son who were talking just now resumed talking.
“See no son, only people who can afford to drive such cars dare to save people at will!”
The child on the side nodded thoughtfully.
Not far away in a sports car parked under a balsam fir tree, Fairen Evert still unconscious, the whole body hanging on Maxton West, touching her soft and somewhat cool skin, Maxton West’s fingertips trembled gently where no one could see.
He hadn’t realized before … that it felt so good to be able to touch people.