The Reborn Investment Tycoon

"Why?" Song Xi asked with a smile.

"Because I can run away!" Xia Yang said seriously.

After speaking, Xia Yang looked at Song Xi with a serious look.

"Why look at me like this?" Song Xi showed this guy, feeling a little hairy. Because she didn't know, what the **** was this kid making?

"Because my wife is good-looking!" Xia Yang said cheaply.

"Fuck off!" Song Xi was out of anger, and rewarded this guy with such two words.

"Wife, why are you being so fierce to me? Can't you be a little gentle to me?" Xia Yang looked at Song Xi with a mean look and said.

"Gentle? Humph!"

Song Xi snorted coldly and said, "Just like you, you don't deserve to be gentle!"

"Wife, if I don't deserve your gentleness, who is worthy of your gentleness?" Xia Yang asked with a look of expectation.

"Don't bully me, I have to go back to sleep. Calling people in the middle of the night to blow a cool breeze, you really belong to you!"

Song Xi gave Xia Yang one, very disgusting eyes.

"Wife, won't you follow me on a silver tiger to see Grandma Yao?" Xia Yang asked in a humble manner.

"Don't go!"

After refusing Xia Yang, Song Xi drove away.

As for Xia Yang, he immediately turned around, riding a silver tiger, and flew towards Baicao Mountain.

When the sky was bright, Xia Yang riding the silver tiger leisurely climbed the Baicao Mountain.

"Madam! Master!"

As soon as he saw the quiet hut, Xia Yang pulled his throat and shouted there.

Although, he was far away from the hut.

Grandma Yao had already got up, and she was making medicine in the kitchen at this time!

When she heard Xia Yang's voice, her eyebrows wrinkled.

"Little bunny, what are you doing again?"

Of course she would not go out to meet the guy, but would continue to stay in the kitchen, making medicine there. It's as if I didn't know that guy was coming.

"Wow!"

When he reached the entrance of the courtyard, Xia Yang patted Yinhu's ass. That guy called out very cooperatively.

The roar of tigers drew Grandma Yao out.

"You dog, did you really get this stuff for me?" Grandma Yao couldn't be too surprised.

After all, Xia Yang got the truth from her man. Getting a small silver tiger is naturally not too difficult.

"I didn't bring a gift for the first time I came to see Madam. This time, I brought a little cat, which is regarded as a compensation for the first time I met Madam."

Xia Yang looked at Grandma Yao with a grin, and asked, "Madam, are you satisfied with this meeting ceremony?"

"Unsatisfied!" Grandma Yao gave Xia Yang angrily and said: "This thing, you don't know how to eat a lot of meat, you can't even catch a mouse, so it's useless."

"Little Meow, did you hear me. Here, you have to be self-sufficient and find food by yourself. In addition, you have to be responsible for catching mice. Otherwise, next time I come, if you ask the teacher to complain to me, I will fight You shit!"

Xia Yang said, gently kicking Yinhu's ass.

The tiger's **** can't be touched, but it can be kicked!

"Wow!"

Yinhu let out a very aggrieved voice.

This guy kicked it for no reason. No matter how it is, it is also a tiger! Does the tiger want face?

Just being kicked casually like this, can it not be wronged?

Yinhu died of grievance.

"What's wrong? Listening to your scream, I think you are not satisfied with the kick that Brother Yang just kicked you? If you are not satisfied, then kick again!"

With that, Xia Yang kicked Yinhu again.

Still, it was kicked on its ass.

This time, Yinhu stopped speaking.

Because it knows that if it still barks, this guy will kick it again.

"Don't bully it!"

Grandma Yao was out of anger, so she gave Xia Yang a soft blow.

Donghe Group, General Manager's Office.

After returning to Longdu this time, Ning Qingqing handed over some things in the group to Song Xi. Therefore, she has been busy with Donghe Group in the past few days.

Song Xi was processing the documents in hand, and the office door was suddenly pushed open.

She originally thought it was Xia Yang.

Because only that calf can be so rude.

However, the moment she raised her head, she was stunned.

Because what appeared at the door of the office was a gorgeously dressed woman who seemed to have just stepped off the runway.

She is Hu Ke.

"Is the Hu family so unruly? They didn't know how to knock before entering the door?" Seeing Hu Ke's face, Song Xi knew that this woman was here to find fault.

So, she naturally didn't need it, she was kind to her!

"rule?"

Hu Ke smiled coldly and said, "You are ashamed to tell me the rules?"

"Why am I embarrassed to tell you the rules?" Song Xi gave the woman a puzzled look.

"Where is your man?" Hu Ke asked.

"Which man?" Song Xi knew that Hu Ke was asking Xia Yang.

Because of that calf, he ran to the earl’s manor and took away the silver tiger. Hu Ke came here because of this.

"Which man? Hearing what you mean, it seems that you are more than just one man?" There was a sneer on Hu Ke's face.

"It seems that the guy you brought to the earl's manor last time was a little white face! Song Xi, I didn't see it, you played pretty well!" Hu Ke said coldly.

"I can't turn it on, what's the matter with you?" Song Xi glanced at Hu Ke lightly, then took a sip of her coffee and asked, "What the **** are you looking for?"

"What's the matter? Go ask your little white face, what did he do?" Hu Ke gritted his teeth with hatred.

"Why should I ask him what he did? What did he do and what does it have to do with me?"

Song Xi would not help Xia Yang deal with this matter.

It is not good to involve the Song family in matters related to the Hu family. Therefore, Song Xi decided to draw a clear relationship with Xia Yang in this matter.

The silver tiger is what the young man insisted on. Since he ran to get it, then he has to be responsible for his actions.

Take care of your own fault.

This is Song Xi's attitude.

"What do you mean by this?" Hu Ke asked.

"Literally." Song Xi answered lightly.

"You mean you don't care whether that kid is dead or alive?" Hu Ke asked.

"Regardless of!"

Song Xi's answer was simply and neat.

I don't know if Xia Yang will be particularly sad after listening.

My dear wife, she was so ruthless to him!

She actually didn't care about his life or death.

Is there such a thing as a wife?

Doesn't the wife's conscience feel so uneasy?