A year older, the third master of Beijing circle kissed her to tears

Ji Wuwei hid far behind until he saw Huo Yan dragging a big bag onto the bus.

He stood out from behind the big tree and watched the bus pass by. The girl he loved was holding the handrail and didn't look at him.

Ji Wuwei returned to the Tang Palace in a daze, drove out of the city and went to the villa on the top of the mountain.

Zhuang Zhoucheng bought this mountain when he was having his coming-of-age ceremony. Ten years later, it has been developed into a very popular scenic spot.

There is also a large area of detached holiday villas on the mountain, and the Feng family has kept ten of them for themselves.

Ji Wuwei stood on the observation deck, looking at the dark and vast sky above his head. He could no longer hold back and roared towards the sky:

"what--"

"what--"

He roared at the top of his lungs, venting the resentment, unwillingness and guilt that surged in his chest.

He just wants to like a girl, why should he be stopped in this way?

Before ten o'clock, Huo Yan got off the bus.

She dragged the bag to the rental house.

Downstairs, Feng Jie had been waiting for a long time.

Feng Jie saw Huo Yan's petite figure approaching from afar and immediately put out his cigarette.

It's hard to say how he feels about this matter. He has no right to sympathize with Ji Wuwei. He is also helpless.

But he admired Huo Yan.

Huo Yan is really beautiful, but she did not use her appearance to exchange for money and opportunities.

In this respect alone, the little girl Huo Yan is many times better than him.

Before the Huo family got into trouble, they were much stronger than his Feng family.

Because these middle-class people can never reach the upper class in their entire lives. There are tens of millions of middle-class families like the Huo family and the Feng family in Kyoto.

You can’t see up there, but it’s definitely more than enough for ordinary people.

So, putting aside super rich second-generations like Ji Wuwei and Cheng Bin, Huo Yan was once a wealthy lady, someone even Feng Jie wanted to marry out of her league.

In the eyes of ordinary people, having assets of tens of millions or even hundreds of millions is considered impressive. But in the eyes of the top wealthy families, this amount of money is just money for buying groceries.

The Huo family encountered an accident overnight and faced such difficulties. All the pressure fell on Huo Yan.

Feng Jie could pretend that he never knew her, but tonight, he added insult to injury.

This made him feel a little uneasy.

"Huo Yan." Feng Jie called out Huo Yan.

Huo Yan definitely didn't know Feng Jie. He thought Feng Jie was Ji Wuwei's good brother and that he came here to help Ji Wuwei convey a message.

Huo Yan really thought it through. She dragged the bag towards Feng Jie with some difficulty.

"Feng Jie? Did Master Ji ask you to come? Just say whatever you want to say."

Feng Jie looked at the girl in the moonlight. The faint silver moonlight fell on her shoulders, which was too beautiful to be real.

"It wasn't Master Ji who asked me to come."

Feng Jie suddenly didn't know what to say. He was actually a very cold-hearted person. In order to help his family take shortcuts and get more resources and opportunities, he pretended to be enthusiastic, caring, and interested in something every day.

Actually, haha!

All to please those bastards!

Huo Yan was puzzled, "Then what are you doing here?"

Feng Jie handed a letter to Huo Yan, who was stunned for a second.

love letter?

She retreated subconsciously in resistance.

Feng Jie hurriedly explained, "Here's my father's letter of recommendation. Take it with you to Waltham Hospital and see Dean Kang of the Department of Neurosurgery. He's been a benefactor to my father."

"Do you want to help transfer my dad to another hospital?" Huo Yan reacted. "Why?"

"Because my father received favor from your father many years ago." Feng Jie answered calmly.

"Thank you." Huo Yan took the letter.