A flash marriage to a billionaire president, the richest man can no longer hide his identity

After hearing what Xia Fanxing said, Song Ziyan suddenly felt very ashamed.

She was right, he had such a good life, but instead of helping others, he bullied others.

This is really a bit of a rich and unkind person.

He nodded repeatedly, "Miss Xia is right, there are still many people who are having a hard time. I will learn to respect others and will not bully others anymore. I will also work hard to help others."

Seeing that his brother was convinced by Xia Fanxing, Song Musheng looked at Xia Fanxing with appreciation, and then said, "That's right! Ziyan, life is actually very short, and I don't want you to waste your time. If you have any dreams, realize them while you are still young, and don't regret it when you are old!"

"Thank you, brother. My dream is... to be a singer. I want to learn... to write lyrics and compose music, and write a nice piece of work. I don't want to inherit the family business. Is this okay?" Song Ziyan nervously expressed his dream.

He was afraid that his eldest brother would not agree because his father would not agree and thought that he was not doing his job properly and was not striving for progress.

That's why he became very rebellious, opposing his father in everything, often hanging out with Chu Yu and others, and living a luxurious life all day long.

Song Musheng chuckled, "Of course, I'm different from Dad. As long as you follow the right path, no matter what you do, I will support you, so just go ahead and do it boldly!"

"Brother, you are so nice. You are worthy of being my brother." Song Ziyan gave Song Musheng a thumbs up, then touched his hungry stomach and said coquettishly, "But brother, I am hungry. Can we serve the food?"

Song Musheng immediately waved to the waiter standing at the door, "Waiter, serve the food!"

"Yes, sir." After the waiter said this, he hurried to serve the food.

After a while, exquisite Chinese dishes were placed on the table.

Song Musheng and the others didn't move their chopsticks, and Xia Fanxing was too embarrassed to move either, but like Song Ziyan, she was also almost starving.

So she drooled at the sight of the dishes.

Seeing Xia Fanxing's look of wanting to eat but trying hard to hold back, Song Musheng said with a smile, "Miss Xia, you are hungry too, right? Let's eat!"

"Okay." Xia Fanxing nodded, picked up the chopsticks and started eating slowly.

If this were in her own room, and if there were so many delicious dishes, she would have already started eating with relish.

Unfortunately, this was in front of Song Musheng, whom she was not familiar with, so she had to pretend to be elegant and eat like a lady.

So she ate very uncomfortably.

It’s so hard to pretend to be a lady!

But it's impossible for her to eat her food in big mouthfuls like she does at home!

That's so rude!

Seeing Xia Fanxing's uncomfortable look, Song Musheng couldn't help but laugh and said, "Miss Xia, don't be polite, just eat whatever you like. I ordered so many dishes, if I can't finish them, it will be a waste!"

"Yes, Miss Xia, look how fast I eat and how delicious the food is. You eat too slowly!" Song Ziyan was afraid that Xia Fanxing would not be able to relax, so he stuffed vegetables into the bowl with all his strength and ate the rice like a starving ghost.

Seeing Song Ziyan eating so casually, Xia Fanxing finally relaxed a lot.

She also picked up a few pieces of her favorite sweet and sour pork ribs and ate them with enjoyment.

So both the host and the guests enjoyed the meal very much.

-

After finishing their meal, the three of them took a short rest in the private room.

It was already nine o'clock in the evening.

Xia Fanxing said, "Mr. Song, it's getting late. I have to go back now. We'll see each other next time if we're lucky!"

"I'll take you there." Song Musheng said.

"Well, Miss Xia, please take these gifts with you. They are my gift to you." Song Ziyan quickly stepped forward, brought the gifts in front of Xia Fanxing, and handed them to her.

Xia Fanxing waved her hands quickly, "No need, Third Young Master, these gifts are too valuable, I can't accept them, please take them back."

"No, I bought these specially to apologize to you. If you don't accept them, it means you don't accept my apology, and then my brother will beat me." Song Ziyan said, pretending to wipe away non-existent tears.

Xia Fanxing chuckled, "No, your elder brother loves you so much, he won't hit you. I really can't accept these gifts, please understand."

"Miss Xia, these are gifts from my third brother, please accept them! Otherwise he will feel uneasy!" Song Musheng advised.

Seeing Song Musheng say this, Xia Fanxing had no choice but to say, "Okay then! I'll accept these fruits. As for these gifts, they are too valuable. I really can't take them!"

After saying that, she picked up the basket of fruit and quickly walked out of the box.

Seeing Xia Fanxing's actions, Song Musheng knew that she would definitely not accept those gifts.

He then looked at Song Ziyan and said, "Ziyan, then you take these gifts back. I will go and see Miss Xia off."

"Yes, big brother." Song Ziyan said.

He thought Xia Fanxing would be very happy if he bought so many things for her, but he didn't expect that she would not want them.

The gifts here are worth hundreds of thousands of yuan, but she doesn't want them. It shows that she is not a greedy person.

Now, he admired her even more and regretted what happened yesterday even more!

-

After Xia Fanxing walked out of the box, Song Musheng followed.

"Miss Xia, this place is far from your home. I'll drive you back."

"Okay, thank you." This place is far away from Happy Home and it is inconvenient to go to the subway, so Xia Fanxing didn't bother to be polite with Song Musheng.

Then she got into the car with Song Musheng.

After getting in the car, Xia Fanxing pulled up her seat belt and prepared to fasten it.

As a result, she didn't find the seat belt buckle.

She lowered her head and looked around again, but still found nothing. She was suddenly confused.

Is this card buckled off?

This is a luxury car worth tens of millions, it shouldn’t be that serious, right?

"What's wrong? Can't find the seat belt buckle? It's a hidden buckle. Let me help you." Song Musheng said as he came to Xia Fanxing, bent down, and gently helped her fasten the seat belt.

When he came closer, a pleasant fragrance came, and Xia Fanxing's little face immediately turned red.

"Thank you." She said a little embarrassedly.

"It's okay, let's go." After Song Musheng said this, he drove off.

Xia Fanxing then realized that there were only two of them in the car, so she felt a little uncomfortable.

If she had known this, she would have walked to the subway by herself!

Seeing that Xia Fanxing was a little uncomfortable, Song Musheng found a topic and said, "Miss Xia, is your job mainly to interview others?"

"Yes, but I also have to write articles, and sometimes I have to go to various places to get news content, just like last time. People in this line of work always have some things that are beyond our control. I really don't like to dig into other people's privacy, but I have no choice..." Xia Fanxing said helplessly.