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Chapter 56(1/2)

In the early morning, Xiao Chen drove Su Qing to the company in a car. The sun shone through the windshield, making people feel warm.

Thinking of Yao Qihuang's reaction when she saw the Yin-Yang Medical Card last night, he couldn't help laughing out loud.

"What are you laughing at?"

Su Qing, who was browsing the news, turned her head to look at Xiao Chen and asked curiously.

"Haha, nothing, I thought of an interesting old man."

Xiao Chen smiled and shook his head.

"Oh, you will send me to the company later and come back to accompany Xiaomeng. She is alone, and I really can't rest assured."

"Don't you leave the company today?"

"Um."

"That's OK."

"Xiao Chen, if this girl Xiao Meng says and does whatever she says, don't be as knowledgeable as her."

"Haha, she is still a child. Can I have the same knowledge as her?"

Su Qing smiled. Although she felt that there seemed to be some tricks between her younger sister and Xiao Chen, the relationship had improved greatly compared to before, and there should be no big conflict.

After arriving at the company, Xiao Chen went to the security department, made a brief arrangement, and drove back to Tulip Villa.

"Xiao Meng, what activities are there today?"

Xiao Chen returned to the villa and looked at Su Xiaomeng who was already dressed up and his eyes lit up.

A white loose T-shirt, wearing denim shorts, a delicate and bare face, a simple ponytail, full of youthful atmosphere, which is very charming!

“Evening racing.”

"What about the day?"

"You want to follow me during the day?" Su Xiaomeng glanced at Xiao Chen.

"Of course, your sister has issued an imperial edict. If I don't follow you, your sister will not chop my head!"

"Okay, although it's a bit unhappy to follow a follower, since my sister has spoken, let you follow me!" Su Xiaomeng said reluctantly.

Xiao Chen's mouth twitched a few times, Damn, you little brat, you know nothing! How many people in the world are asking me to protect them for a day, but I won't dump them!

"But, Xiao Chen..."

"What do you mean by my name?" Xiao Chen glared, not willing to be like her, why are he getting more and more unruly!

"Okay, Brother Chen, can you change into more handsome clothes? People rely on clothes and horses rely on saddles. Have you heard of this?" Su Xiaomeng looked at Xiao Chen with a picky look.

"Handsome people always use people to set off their clothes, not clothes to set off people. Do you understand? Such words as 'people rely on clothes and horses rely on saddles' are obviously those who don't look good, who wear famous brands and hold them backwards and can barely see... I am the kind of handsome guy who sets off clothes by people!" Xiao Chen said with some sternness.

"Tsk, I see you are the kind of 'Runtu' who wears famous brands and is like street stalls!"

“…”

"Forget it, let it go, let it go!" Su Xiaomeng looked at the time, carried a small bag and walked out.

Xiao Chen shrugged and followed behind.

"Where is the key?" When he arrived in the yard, Su Xiaomeng stretched out his hand.

“What key?”

"Car keys, I'll drive it!"

"Well, do you have a car license?"

"Of course there is, underestimate me?"

"No." Xiao Chen shook his head, handed Su Xiaomeng the car key, and then sat in the co-pilot.

Su Xiaomeng got into the driver's seat and was a little excited. She started the car and then kicked the accelerator: "I'll let you see my driving skills today!"

"Don't, we're still stable, can we do it?"

"Hmph, I obviously don't believe in my driving skills!" Su Xiaomeng curled her lips, and when she thought of something, her eyes rolled: "Brother Chen, just teach me how to race? In this way, I don't have to bother you if there is any racing next time, I can handle it myself."

"Racing is dangerous. I used to have a friend who was crazy about racing and was also called the 'car god' by many people."

"Hmm? Then what?" Su Xiaomeng's eyes lit up. If Xiao Chen didn't teach her, he could teach her friend!

"And? Then? The grass on his grave should be half a meter high, right?"

“…”

"So, this car is better to be used as a means of transportation, and racing is too dangerous."

"Then why are you racing?"

"Where did I race? If you hadn't seduced me, I would have to let me race, I would..."

"What did you say? I seduce you?!"

Before Xiao Chen could finish speaking, Su Xiaomeng got angry. She was so angry that her hands shook and almost hit the car on the big tree on the side of the road.

"Ah, no, I was wrong... It was a wonderful misunderstanding, it was a misunderstanding..." Xiao Chen was shocked. Damn, I forgot that this girl was controlling the steering wheel, which was very exciting!

Su Xiaomeng gritted her teeth, and she suddenly had the urge to die with this guy!

Xiao Chen felt the cold murderous aura emitted by Su Xiaomeng, and did not dare to say anything anymore. He took out his cell phone and started playing games.

Su Xiaomeng was too lazy to deal with this guy, so she dared to say that she seduced him? Damn, her eyes are not that blind, right?

Is that obviously just a beauty trick?

Although, this beauty scheme failed...

But the unsuccessful beauty scheme is also a beauty scheme! There is an essential difference between seduction!

Half an hour later, President Maserati stopped in front of a building.

"Xiao Meng, are you here?" Xiao Chen showed a flattering smile and said nothing: "Are you practicing Taekwondo in such a tall place? Is the coach a handsome Korean Oppa?"

"It's Song Zhongya, okay?" Su Xiaomeng said angrily.

"Song Zhongdai? What kind of duck is this? Is it famous for the roast duck in Beijing?"

“…”

Su Xiaomeng almost fell to the ground. Damn, I can't communicate at all, okay?

The two of them took the elevator upstairs and arrived at the thirteenth floor. Before they even entered the door, they heard sounds like "Hey Ha" coming from inside, which sounded quite imposing.

When I came inside, I saw hundreds of people wearing Taekwondo training uniforms practicing.

The younger ones are five or six years old, and the older ones are in their twenties. They have to shout at the top of their throats for a long time when they kick it. Those who don’t know think they are taking big steps and pulling their balls!

"Haha, it's quite a small scale, it looks amazing."

Xiao Chen continued to laugh, but his eyes were filled with contempt. Taekwondo?

The things used for performance are even worse than the fancy and embroidery skills in Chinese Kung Fu!

In terms of practicality, it is better to Sanda;

In terms of ferocity, it is worse than Muay Thai!

As for the ancient Chinese martial arts, it is even worse than that of the Chinese martial arts!

Apart from the fancy and beautiful movements, it has attracted a large number of young people who want to be cool and handsome, no one who truly understands the industry will practice this!

"Xiao Meng, you are here!"

A young man wearing a white training suit and a black belt around his waist walked over quickly and greeted him in a strange voice.

"Well, Coach Park, I'm not late, right?"

Su Xiaomeng nodded to the young man and showed a smile.

"No, no, even if you come late, it's okay. I can teach you one-on-one." After the young man said, his eyes fell on Xiao Chen: "This is..."

"I am Su Xiaomeng's friend. I'm idle today, so I'll come and see Taekwondo..."

Before Su Xiaomeng could speak, Xiao Chen said himself.

"Oh, it turns out to be Xiao Meng's friend... Haha, I am Park Zeren, Taekwondo Black Belt Sixth Section."

"Although I don't understand what Liu Duan means, it sounds very cool... Xiao Meng, go and practice, don't worry about me, I'll just take a look."

"Um."

In front of so many people, Su Xiaomeng did not make trouble with Xiao Chen anymore and walked towards the locker room.

"Are you Xiaomeng's boyfriend?"

As soon as Su Xiaomeng left, Park Zeren's smile disappeared and he asked coldly.

When Xiao Chen heard this, he raised his eyebrows. What happened? Isn’t this Korean stick like Su Xiaomeng?

"Yes, what's wrong?"

Park Zeren's face darkened, and his hands hanging down below clenched into fists, making a "kwa" sound.
To be continued...
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