"You don't treat me as your own sister and are polite to me, do you?" Jian Xi threatened.

Huang Ying reluctantly took it.

Jian Xi hesitated to speak, but before she could speak, the housekeeper from outside had already come in with a lot of things, "Miss, are these all gifts for Miss Huang?"

Huang Ying was confused.

The boxes were all opened, and several pieces of exquisite jewelry and clothing appeared in front of her.

Jane's mother is well-informed and can recognize at a glance that these are the top international luxuries.

"Xixi, you are so thoughtful that you prepared such a valuable thing for your sister in advance. Mom didn't expect it. How much does it cost? I will transfer it to you now."

Jian's mother was very happy that Jian Xi accepted Huang Ying so easily, and she was afraid of what she was thinking!

She took out her phone and Jian Xi pressed her wrist, "Mom, please go back upstairs first. I have something to say to Huang Ying."

Jian's mother was stunned for a moment, turned around, and saw that Huang Ying's face was not very good.

Almost without hesitation, Jian's mother directly dragged Jian's father upstairs.

Dad Jian wanted to say something else, but she immediately said, "Come up quickly. Can I do this alone?"

"Good good."

The two people went upstairs and were still mumbling, not knowing what to say.

Jian Xi said helplessly, with guilt and self-blame on her face, "I'm sorry."

It seems she already knows everything.

Huang Ying should blame her.

Unexpectedly, just after I recognized my sister, I would be offended.

Jian Xi felt that she was really guilty.

Unexpectedly, Huang Ying grabbed her hand in the next second, "Xixi, what are you talking about!"

"Aren't you angry?"

Huang Ying burst out laughing, "Why am I angry?"

"I listened to Song Xisheng's words and came to be a lobbyist."

She raised her chin and said, "You say what you say, but it's not up to me whether you listen or not?"

"Okay, don't blame yourself. I know who he is very well. I guess he has made things difficult for you again."

Jian Xi was a little embarrassed, "I'm not afraid of the embarrassment. It's just that I saw so many good things coming to you and thought it's harmless, so why not accept them."

"That's right! Why don't you take it! If I don't take it, other women will take it too. Everyone wants to give it to others. It's better to give me an advantage. If I take it, I won't forgive him!"

Huang Ying picked up a few pieces of jewelry and compared them with Jian Xi, "Don't tell me, this one is beautiful and suitable for my godmother. Her skin is as fair and translucent as yours, so she is suitable for this kind of Australian white."

Jian Xi couldn't laugh or cry.

Huang Ying's face was full of pride, "He said the wrong thing, did the wrong thing, was complacent, and treated me with the same macho attitude before. Do you really think that I am still the little girl who had his heart and eyes full of him? Let him How can you not be angry? Let’s dream! What’s the old saying in China? Times have changed!

The thoughts are really forward.

Song Xisheng called at night.

Huang Ying answered the call in a calm voice, "Is there something wrong with Mr. Song?"

Song Xisheng coughed awkwardly.

It was very quiet over there, and it felt like it wasn't in a bar or club.

"Have you received everything? How do you like it? Do you like it?" He rarely lowered his noble head.

Huang Ying sneered, "Mr. Song, it's too expensive. I'm just a psychiatrist. How can it be worth your expense? I'll have someone send it back to you later."

She didn't say she didn't like it, which proved that she really liked what Jian Xi chose.

How could Song Xisheng care about the value of these things? He quickly said, "Huang Ying, don't be like this. The things given to you belong to you. How can there be any reason to send them back?"

"Well, you are free tonight."

"I'm a little sleepy. If Mr. Song has nothing else to do, I'm going to sleep."

After saying that, Huang Ying hung up the phone directly.

She jumped happily on the bed.

Live it!

Damn that arrogant man, go to hell!

Song Xisheng looked at the call that was hung up again with a speechless expression, "Kevin, what do you mean by this woman?"

He had never been so condescending to a woman.

The price of saying the wrong thing really made him suffocate!

"Mr. Song, haven't you noticed that Miss Huang's attitude has become much better?"

"Is her attitude pretty good?"

Song Xisheng was really angry at Kevin's words.

Kevin immediately said, "You forgot, all the gifts that were given before were returned. Miss Jian liked the ones she chose. This proves that Miss Huang either cares about Miss Jian or really likes the gifts she chose."

"That makes sense. Call Jian Xi over tomorrow."

"Yes!"

Si Yuhan went to prison when he came back.

Fu Wenxin was found guilty of many crimes, and the court was unable to convene for a while. It still needs to be carefully investigated before he can be convicted.

Inside the prison room.

Fu Wenxin was dressed in prison uniform and sat opposite Si Yuhan with a look of sorrow on his face. He no longer had the same strong aura around him as before. After balding his head, he had the deathly aura of an old man.

"I never expected that the first person I saw before I died was you."

Si Yuhan glanced at him indifferently, "It's your own fault that you are here today."

"What about you? Hahaha! Did you get Jian Xi? Let me guess, you must have not, and you must have hit a snag and encountered trouble. Otherwise, with your temperament, how could you come here to see me!"

Si Yuhan ignored his sarcasm.

His voice was cold and he said, "Luo Yang, do you still have any impressions?"

"What Luo Yang? I don't know." Fu Wenxin snorted coldly without thinking, "Stop pretending to be a ghost here to scare me!"

Si Yuhan's death ray swept across his face coldly.

"Fu Wenxin, answer my question carefully, maybe I can let you have a whole body, otherwise, your little son abroad"

His eyes widened.

"What nonsense are you talking about! The labor and management are all alone, how can we have a son!"

"Do you really think you can hide it from the truth?" Si Yuhan sneered, "You'd better identify this photo carefully."

When Fu Wenxin saw the photo he handed over, he was so excited that he trembled with excitement. He instantly shouted with a ferocious face, "The thing I regret most now is that I couldn't fight you to the death. Si Yuhan, you bastard, it's all your fault for today's labor and management." Yes! If I could really control Luo Yang, I would really like him to kill you!"

"The secret door is gone, everything from labor to capital is gone, you bastard, just wait, someone will take care of you for me, I want to see how long you can stay proud."

The prison guard yelled, "7783, be honest and don't make any noise."

Fu Wenxin was like crazy, "Labour and management want to go back. Do you understand me? You guys, those who have killed thousands of people, see that labor and management are in despair, and you want to step on them. Are labor and management something you can trample on casually? Wait a minute. Come on, I’ll let you all die!”

boom!

The prison guard's baton hit him, and Fu Wenxin kicked him.

Suddenly there was chaos inside.

"I'm not afraid of death. What else should I be afraid of? Si Yuhan, you won't have a good life."

A group of prison guards rushed in from outside and subdued Fu Wenxin. A doctor arrived and injected him with a sedative.

Yan Qing came in to protect Si Yuhan, "Mr. Si, this person is crazy. Let's leave."

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