"Then what should we do! Shanshan." After Tang Qingqing finished speaking, she said bluntly, "You don't know that my father secretly wanted to pass the company on to her and her son without telling me and my mother, and my mother and I have no share at all.
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After Song Shan heard this, she hurriedly advised, "Qingqing, you and your mother must be careful about Tang Zhixia. Maybe this is not your father's intention, but Tang Zhixia's trick behind his back, so that your father has to give it to her.
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"I think so, otherwise how could my dad give the inheritance rights of the company to that bastard like her?" Tang Qingqing is simple-minded, and she will believe whatever Song Shan says.
"Qingqing, are you sure Tang Zhixia is living in Xi Jiuchen's house now?"
"Of course I'm sure! What my dad said personally can be true." Tang Qingqing was so angry that her liver and lungs hurt.
Song Shan's hands clenched the quilt tightly, and the high-grade silk quilt was scratched by her. The panic in her heart emerged in her eyes. Even if she became the victim of five years ago in her place, God would still arrange for Tang to do so.
Will Zhixia marry Xi Jiuchen?
No, she wants to change this fate. The position of the young mistress of the Xi family belongs to her. If Tang Zhixia takes the position, her future life will be a disaster.
Maybe after she becomes powerful, she may disappear into a corner of the world at any time. This is no longer a good thing, but her life will be in danger.
In Xi Jiuchen's villa, Tang Zhixia was lying on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep. Maybe it was the new environment, or maybe the scenery outside the window was so beautiful that she couldn't sleep for a while.
Tang Zhixia sat up and wanted to see if her son had lifted the quilt. She pushed the door open and came out gently. As soon as she opened the door, she was almost startled by the man behind the door. Just when she exclaimed, the man
His big palm quickly covered her and pressed her whole body against the wall.
Xi Jiuchen was wearing gray pajamas, with an open chest, and her plump and dazzling chest muscles were on display. Her tight and strong muscle lines were particularly eye-catching under the light. Tang Zhixia glanced around in panic, and her face turned red.
Why is Xi Jiuchen in his son's room in the middle of the night?
Xi Jiuchen shushed softly, released the palm covering her mouth, opened the door, and led her out.
As soon as Tang Zhixia came out, she broke away from his hand and asked in a low voice, "Why are you in my son's room?"
"I was afraid that Chenchen would wake up in bed, so I came over to take a look." Xi Jiuchen replied in a low voice, looking at the woman in the same pajamas.
Tang Zhixia never expected that she would bump into him in the middle of the night, so her pajamas were also made of silk suspenders, and she didn't even wear underwear. Under the light, no matter what shape she looked like, she could not escape the eyes of the man.
Tang Zhixia realized this belatedly, and was so frightened that he quickly hugged his chest and whispered a warning, "Don't look at it."
Xi Jiuchen finished reading it, and the corners of his mouth curled up in satisfaction. The size and shape were his favorite.
Tang Zhixia saw that he had covered her son with a quilt, so she didn't bother to go in. She turned around and was about to push the door back to the room. Suddenly, the man grabbed her arm with his long arm and pulled her. She spun around and fell in again.
In the man's chest.
Tang Zhixia was a little dizzy from being hit by his hard chest. When she raised her head, she met the man's eyes staring down. The lights in the corridor blurred the man's stern outline, and his expression was actually...gentle.
It was confusing and exciting, and Tang Zhixia was stunned for a moment.
Tang Zhixia was struggling on the verge of death, not wanting to lose herself in these eyes. At this time, the man had reached out to touch her delicate eyebrows with some greed, "Miss Tang, on such a beautiful night, why don't you do something romantic?"
It would be a pity.”
Tang Zhixia was in his arms, wrapped in his aura, invaded by the intense fire-like light in his eyes, and felt a little helpless. She tried hard to regain her senses and reached out to push him.
But the man's eyes darkened in the next second, and he no longer gave her a chance to escape.
