The Reborn Investment Tycoon

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Gallardo soared into Moon Lake Villa and stopped at the door of Villa 37.

Song Xi got out of the car.

"Goodbye wife!" Xia Yang tentatively shouted in a low voice.

Women are intuitive, and men are equally intuitive.Brother Yang's intuition told him that Su Qing's time was definitely not so easy to pass.

Wife, he must be interrogated and ask plainly.

"Goodbye? Where are you going?" Song Xi asked, turning around.

"Go home!" Xia Yang said.

"Where is my wife, where is home! Go home? Which home do you want to go back to?" Song Xi glared at the guy and said fiercely, "Hurry up, get out of here!"

This darling's careful thinking, can she not know?

He must know that he was going to try him, so Sa Yazi wanted to run.

In normal times, even if he didn't call him, he would be stubborn, and if he followed, even if he rushed, he would not be driven away!

"Wife, do you want to stay with me tonight?"

Xia Yang immediately changed to a look of expectation.

He couldn't let Song Xi see that he was afraid of being interrogated by her, so he wanted to slip away.

"Hmm!" Song Xi nodded lightly.

Tonight, if this bastard doesn't explain the problem clearly, she won't let him go.

Xia Yang followed Song Xi into the house.

Song Xi sat on the sofa.Then, using her Qianqianyu finger, pointed to the small bench opposite, and ordered: "Sit down!"

"Wife, you are so beautiful!"

Xia Yang looked at Song Xi affectionately, showing a serious face, and said in a humble manner: "Now we are all going home, you wear it like this, it doesn't taste like home! At home, my wife wears a night skirt. Just like a wife."

"Tell you to sit down!" Song Xi ignored the guy, and pointed at the small bench with her finger.

Xia Yang, how dare you not sit down?

He sat down on that small bench and found that this thing was for his son!

This woman has not given birth to a son yet!He actually prepared all the small benches needed to clean up his son.

Xia Yang sat obediently and shouted at Song Xi with a smile, "Mom, can you go and change your clothes?"

"Why do you keep thinking about me changing clothes? What do you think about in your head?" Song Xi was angry and poked the guy.

"It looks good!" Xia Yang said seriously.

"Sit down and wait!"

Song Xi went upstairs.

Xia Yang, naturally wouldn't be stupid, continue to sit on that small bench!

He sat down on the sofa.Then, I picked up the remote control, turned on the TV, and uploaded the photo of his wife on the phone via Bluetooth.

Half an hour later, after taking a shower, Song Xi, wearing a silk nightdress and stepping on cute raccoon slippers, shakes her step by step and goes downstairs.

Wang Bayou, didn't you tell him to sit on a small bench?Actually ran to the sofa and lay down, staring at the TV.

Song Xi looked cold, and asked fiercely, "Where did I tell you to sit before going upstairs?"

"Sit on the small bench." Xia Yang turned his head and said with a grin: "But, I miss my wife. On this sofa, there is a wife's smell, so I will come up."

Then he pointed to the TV screen.

"Wife, look at the photos I took for you, do you look good?"

There are only a dozen photos scrolling on TV.These are all carefully selected by Xia Yang.No matter which one is taken out, it can be regarded as an artistic photo.

In the last life, Xia Yang wanted to be a photographer for his wife no matter where he went to play.So, no matter how good the photos are taken, he is perfect.

Brother Yang takes pictures of his wife without the low-end skills of PS.

With a click, it's all beautiful.

Song Xi glanced at the TV screen curiously.

At first glance, she was shocked.

"You can still take pictures?" she asked.

"No! I only take pictures of my wife! Except for taking pictures of my wife to achieve such an effect, I take photos of everything else, it's all shit."

Xia Yang, this really didn't lie.

He quickly took out the phone and called up the blind photos in it, all of which were scenery, and there was no woman in it.

"Wife, look."

Song Xi took the phone and flipped through a few randomly.

Although the photos can't be described as shit, compared with these photos where she exists, no matter the angle or the composition, it is not a bit worse.

"You won't show it to me early, or later, show me these photos today. Don't you think I don't know, what do you think in your heart?"

Song Xi picked up the remote control and directly turned off the TV.

"Tell me honestly!"

She stared at Xia Yang lightly, and said lightly.

"Explain? Explain what?" Of course Xia Yang knew that Song Xi was asking Su Qing, but he had to act like he didn't know!

"Su Qing." Song Xi coldly spit out these two words from her mouth.

"You mean Su Qing? I think her son is a godson, and that's all for the Song family. As for me and her, there is indeed a relationship, but it's all because I took advantage of her relationship. Of course, she too I can take the opportunity to get some benefits and make some money from the Xichan Group."

Xia Yang smiled happily, and said, "It is not easy for a divorced woman with a son. Since she has taken advantage of her and given her some money, it should be right! Me, also It's a dedication of love."

"Are you showing love? Or are you courting?" Song Xi, it's not that easy to lie!

In a word, she asked on the point.

"Except for my wife, there is no woman worthy of my courtesy!" Xia Yang said solemnly.

"Stop talking to me and talk about business!" Song Xi glared at the guy and asked, "You said it was for the Song family, how did you do it for the Song family?"

"My wife, I prepared a big gift for the Song family. But now, I can't give it to you for the time being. Therefore, I want to keep it secret for the time being! But I can assure you that Su Qing and I are absolutely innocent. "

Xia Yang said sincerely.

But his hands are not as honest as his face.No, that mean little hand has already reached Song Xi's thigh.

"Snapped!"

Song Xi, of course, slapped him down.

"Xiao Jian, take your hands away!"

This bastard likes to turn over the skirt with his awkward hands.

A good nightgown was crumpled for him.

"Wife, you beat me again." Xia Yang said pitifully.

"Should you not fight?" Song Xibai glanced at the guy and asked, "Today you asked me to pick you up at Xianju Pavilion. Did you deliberately let Zhong Qingguo see the relationship between us?"

"With you, a wife who is 10,000 times more beautiful than a fairy, naturally you can't hide it, you have to advertise it, let the whole world know!"

Xia Yang, pull the calf.