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

Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, Song Musheng actually came to his house!

How is this going?

Seeing Xia Fanxing and Song Musheng talking enthusiastically, he narrowed his eyes coldly.

What are they talking about? So happy?

Unfortunately, he was too far away to hear what they were saying.

Could it be that these two people are having an affair?

Could it be that Xia Fanxing brought Song Musheng home to have an affair while he was not at home?

He really wanted to rush up and beat Song Musheng up, but when he thought that Song Musheng knew him, he gritted his teeth and endured it.

He quickly reversed the car and parked it at the side of the alley.

Then he quickly got out of the car, hid behind a big tree, and looked at the two of them with cold eyes.

At this time, Xia Fanxing picked up the scissors and trimmed the withered vines while saying to Song Musheng, "Mr. Song, you are really making fun of me. There is nothing to envy about our life. My husband and I are still renting a house. Our salary is not high and we are under a lot of pressure. The ups and downs here are something Mr. Song will never be able to experience."

"I think most people must envy Mr. Song's life, but no one envies us." She smiled and said, "Mr. Song, you have such good conditions, there are many excellent girls willing to be your companion, so I am really sorry."

The implication is that she and he are not from the same world.

I hope he won't come to her again.

When Song Musheng heard Xia Fanxing's refusal, his heart felt like it was blocked by a ball of cotton, making it hard for him to breathe.

He really wanted to tell her that he didn't dislike her and he didn't like other girls either.

Those girls were with him for a purpose, not as innocent and kind as Xia Fanxing.

Her husband couldn't even afford to buy a house, but she was willing to suffer with him, which shows that she is really a rare good girl.

So after he knew she was married, he didn't hate her. Instead, he admired and liked her even more.

He felt a little bitter in his heart, "It doesn't matter, fate cannot be forced, Miss Xia, I wish you and your husband happiness."

"Thank you, you are so nice. You will definitely be able to find a better girl to accompany you." Xia Fanxing said sincerely.

"Okay, then I won't bother you anymore. I'll leave first!" After Song Musheng said that, he walked out of the yard and got into his car.

Then he glanced at a bouquet of red roses on the passenger seat, his eyes full of loss.

Fortunately, he didn't take the bouquet of flowers away, otherwise it would be even more embarrassing.

He looked at Xia Fanxing again, waved to her, and then drove away.

After watching Song Musheng's car leave, Xia Fanxing turned around and continued to prune the dead branches on the grape trellis.

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At the corner, Mu Yichen saw Song Musheng driving away, and then he stepped out.

Fortunately, he had hidden behind a big tree just now, otherwise he would have been exposed if Song Musheng saw him.

Just now when Song Musheng got into the car, he suddenly saw a bouquet of roses in Song Musheng's car, and his face suddenly darkened.

As a man, he could tell at a glance what Song Musheng was thinking.

He must like Xia Fanxing.

Thinking of this, he quickly got into his car and drove towards his doorstep.

While Xia Fanxing was busy, she suddenly heard the sound of a car approaching.

She quickly looked back and saw Mu Yichen driving the BYD into the yard.

She immediately walked over in surprise, "Mr. Mu, you are finally back? I said if you didn't come back in the afternoon, I would call you, but I didn't expect you to come back!"

Xia Fanxing looked enthusiastic, but Mu Yichen seemed not to hear her and ignored her.

He got out of the car coldly, took out his suitcase from the trunk, and walked into the house coldly.

Seeing him like this, Xia Fanxing couldn't help but walk in angrily, "Hey! Didn't you hear me talking to you? How can you be so polite to someone who cares about you like this!"

"You care about me?" Mu Yichen turned his head coldly, "I fell in the bathroom that night, and not only did you not care about me, you also poured ice water on me. Do you think you have the nerve to say that?"

"Why should I be embarrassed?" Xia Fanxing crossed her arms. "You were covered in wine stains at the time, and I was helping you clean it by using water to wash you. I just used cold water, and it was so hot out here. You're a grown man, you wouldn't be so afraid of the cold, right?"

"Besides, when your friend sent you home and you wanted to drink water, did I take care of you? When you wanted to go to the toilet, I helped you go. How could I not care about you and take care of you?"

The guy's tone made it seem like she didn't care about him at all.

She took care of him, didn't she?

What a stingy, awkward and arrogant man.

Hearing Xia Fanxing's words, Mu Yichen was stunned.

It seems that she did take care of him, but it was not the kind of care he imagined!

She has no feelings for him, and it's already great that she can do this!

Maybe he wanted too much.

What he wanted was that kind of intimate care, but she was not familiar with him, so he could not ask that of her.

He looked at her and said dejectedly, "Okay, let's not talk about the past! Let me ask you, during the few days I was away from home, have you found someone else?"

"Belonging to someone else? Mr. Mu, what do you mean by this? Didn't I explain it to you? Su Yujin is just my high school classmate, and he and I are just classmates. What are you thinking about?" Xia Fanxing looked puzzled.

This guy is too fanciful!

What a jealous person!

"You're pretending! Do you think I don't know where you are when I'm not at home?" Mu Yichen said coldly, "I'm not talking about that Su Yujin of yours. As for who I'm talking about, you know it!"

When Xia Fanxing heard this, her heart skipped a beat. "Are you talking about Mr. Song? Did you send someone to follow me?"

Mu Yichen raised his eyebrows coldly, "Who has the time to follow you? You were the one who invited people to your house, and I just saw them when I came back."

"Xia Fanxing, I've only been away from home for a few days, and you dare to bring another man back. Don't you take me as your husband seriously at all?" At the end of his words, Mu Yichen's face was full of coldness, and his whole body seemed to be wrapped in a layer of ice.

Xia Fanxing was speechless. "So you were outside just now. Why didn't you come in? If you came in, you would know that there is nothing between Mr. Song and me. We are just friends."

"Friend? As far as I know, you haven't known Song Musheng for long, right? He became your friend so quickly and knows where you live?" Mu Yichen raised the corner of his mouth sarcastically.

"Do you know who he is?" Xia Fanxing asked doubtfully.