My Billionaire Husband (Vivian and Morris) novel Chapter 195

"I couldn't sleep, I'd go for a walk."

Vivian pretended to be relaxed as she chatted with Morris, trying to hide the depressing feeling in her heart.

So much had happened in the last few days, and she was really a bit tired.

With those words, she turned around and walked straight away, carrying her phone.

Watching her leave, Morris didn't follow her.

She needed privacy.

Vivian left her apartment and stopped a taxi on the side of the road, "Go to Feinan Street."

The taxi started and headed straight for its destination.

It was late at night, the streets were sparsely populated, the car was fast, and a journey that would normally take an hour was made in thirty minutes.

After paying, Vivian stood in the central square on Feinan Street, where a group of dude's unruly youths danced wildly under the flashing colorful lights, and BIGBANG's "fantastic baby" accompanied by a deafening DJ set the whole atmosphere to its peak.

Boomshakalaka boomshakalaka

Boomshakalaka

Dan dan dan dan dance

......

Vivian gently shook her head to the rhythm of the music, extraordinarily enjoying the moment of relaxation.

Feinan Street, on the outskirts of town, is also a carnival spot for motorcycle enthusiasts.

Immersed in the hustle and bustle of the square, Vivian tried her best to forget all her worries.

When the song was over, a group of people stepped back and a dozen of motorcycles lined up side by side, with handsome, wild, or foreign-looking owners.

A bikini-clad girl walked up to the motorcycle, held a flag and shouted, "Five, four, three ......"

The sexy girl counted down while the motorcycles had long since picked up the throttle, emitting a buzzing, piercing roar, the rousing sound inexplicably exhilarating to listen to.

"Two, one!"

As the last number fell, the flag waved down, and those motorcycles flew off as if they had been struck by an arrow.

"Wow, go for it."

"Samuel is awesome, Samuel is number one."

"Come on, we're here for you."

"Holy shit, that's cool."

......

A dozen motorcycles sped away, fading out of sight.

Vivian walked to a kiosk, bought a bottle beer, and sat down. Watching the young men frolicking, she felt much better.

She was sitting on the road with a chilli bar in one hand and a bottle of beer in the other, by a glance, she seemed to see a familiar figure.

Vivian was stunned, "Is that ...... Houghton?"

How was that possible?

How did Master show up here?

Vivian threw the object in her hand directly into a trash can on the side, got up and darted across the road, following the one in the black robe.

The man walked too fast into the alley and finally disappeared into the twilight around the corner.

"Where is he?"

Vivian looked around and searched for him, but there was no sign of Master at all.

She reached up and rubbed her eyes, "Did I make a mistake ......"

"Vivian, is it really you?"

As she was standing in place, dazed, someone suddenly tapped her on the shoulder behind her.