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Chapter 1086 As long as the expensive one is not right

"Tell the truth." Yang Xie punched Song Xiaojiang hard. This guy didn't seem to be lazy in the past six months. His strength improved very quickly, and he was already at the Xuan level.

Song Xiaojiang grinned. Although the fat on his body could effectively relieve him of a lot of strength, Yang Xie's punch was still quite heavy and made him feel a little painful.

Song Xiaojiang knew that Yang Xie was punishing him. Who told him to play tricks with him just now? Brothers, there is no need to worry so much, it is the right thing to say what you have to say.

"Her name is Gu Xiaomian. She was with me a few days ago. She is a very good girl. I decorated this house just for her." When Song Xiaojiang said this, he jumped up like a kangaroo to avoid Yang Xie's attention.

He fisted his fist and muttered: "Don't hit me. I didn't want to break up with Xiao Min. Isn't this just for fun..."

"Look at your attitude. This is the purest negative energy. Do you understand the type of people who deserve to be harmonious?"

Yang Xie said angrily, every woman in this world is an independent individual, who can bear to share his man with many people? Who can bear that he only gets countless small pieces of divided love?

part?

You are not a pig's trotter, why should you let a woman swallow your anger?

"I think you can do it, I thought I could do it..." Song Xiaojiang muttered. Seeing that Yang Xie was about to get angry again, he ran away quickly, took out a bottle of wine from the wine cabinet on the side, bit open the cork, and gurgled.

He drank it all, then slumped on the sofa and said, "Long-distance relationships are very painful, so I originally just wanted to have fun, but I ended up falling into it."

Song Xiaojiang shook his head, with a somewhat painful expression on his face, and added: "Then by coincidence, I saw her walking with Fan Shaohuang, the manager of Jinhao Real Estate, and the grandson of Luo Yuanhua!"

"It's Luo Yuanhua again, your company didn't take him to court?" Yang Xie was quite curious. Since the last commercial espionage case, Yang Xie thought that Luo Yuanhua should have gone to jail long ago, why is he still jumping around there?

Huh?

"I'll sue, just pay some money." Song Xiaojiang sighed. After the backstage of Jinhao Real Estate collapsed suddenly, Luo Yuanhua quickly hugged another thick thigh. It was not that easy to knock him down. As a result, this

This guy is really like a piece of shit. He doesn't say he's dirty but wants to make himself dirty.

Song Xiaojiang was sure that if Luo Yuanhua hadn't given any advice on Gu Xiaomian's matter, would Fan Shaohuang dare to take action? Who gave him the courage?

"Okay, she's just a woman. Since she thinks the other person is better, you should help her. Please remember not to feel sad, because Mama once said that we should donate our unwanted old toys to people who are more unfortunate than us.

people..."

Yang Xie was joking there, because he could see from Song Xiaojiang's expression that this guy was really stuck. This was not good. This Gu Xiaomian probably wasn't as innocent as Xiao Jiang said. What kind of good girl was in the house?

Walking around in just a pair of shorts?

"You guy." Song Xiaojiang punched Yang Xie, looked at Yang Xie and bared his teeth, and then said: "Fan Shaohuang is getting married tomorrow, and he invited me. You have a more flexible mind, do you think I will go or not?

"

"Go, why don't you go." Yang Xie rolled his eyes and suddenly had an idea. He put his ear next to Song Xiaojiang and whispered a few words. Song Xiaojiang's face suddenly turned gloomy and he grinned.

He smiled and said: "With you, it's quite a loss!"

"Hey hey, each other!"

Yang Xie breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Song Xiaojiang: "Does Xiaomin know about this?"

"Well..." Song Xiaojiang's face darkened a bit, and after a while he smiled bitterly and said: "Forget it, I will handle this matter by myself in a while, so I don't need you to get involved, otherwise it won't be easy if you are caught in the middle.

.”

"When did I get caught in the middle? I've always been on your side, okay?"

Yang Xie smiled and took out a bottle of wine and drank it down. Song Xiaojiang is really willing to spend money. Any bottle of wine in this wine cabinet costs tens of thousands, right?

"In order to repay my kindness to you, let's do this. Help me get a villa. The interior decoration should be according to this standard. Don't forget to get a wine cabinet. As for the wine, it doesn't matter whether it tastes good or not. I just have a few small requirements.

, as long as it’s expensive, not the right one!”

"Get out!"

Song Xiaojiang gritted his teeth, Yang Xie, this guy, has almost no money left to spend, but he still wants to take some advantage from me. It's really abominable!

Yang Xie left with a smile. When he took the elevator down, Yang Xie saw the young lady again. He was standing in the corner of the elevator, smiling at himself in a conspiratorial manner. Yang Xie put his hand on his head angrily.

He patted him and said, "Stop playing and go home. This is not the place for you to stay..."

Xiao Shota was stunned for a moment, but the next moment he burst into tears. He squatted down and hugged his knees. Home? Can he still go home?

Yang Xie sighed. When he saw this young lady for the first time, Yang Xie already knew that something was wrong with this guy. With his full level of Zhouyi, he could naturally find out the difference between him and normal people. However,

Yang Xie could not feel any malice from him, and he was not afraid of Xiao Jiang's warrior aura, which was quite extraordinary.

Therefore, Yang Xie was just joking with him.

Unexpectedly, this kid actually came back to scare me. It was obvious that he had lost his prestige just now, so he came back to make trouble!

"Okay, don't cry. If you have anything to tell me, brother, see if he can help." Yang Xie is not afraid of evil spirits or bad people, but he really doesn't have much to do when a child cries. After all, he is not afraid of evil spirits or bad people.

Sometimes, you can’t explain the truth clearly, and for a ghost, do you still expect to be able to coax him with sticks, lollipops, candies and the like?

The elevator door opened, and a young woman walked in. Seeing Yang Xie squatting alone in the corner, still talking to herself, she was immediately startled, and hurriedly walked back out. This guy couldn't be crazy.

Bar?

Yang Xie touched his nose, and when the elevator door closed, he said: "Look, your great revenge has been avenged. I just decided that that woman must think I am a psychopath..."

"hey-hey……"

Xiao Zhengtai suddenly raised his head, with no tears on his face. He saw that Yang Xie had black lines on his face. This guy was really pretending.

"Okay, let's talk about you." Yang Xie glanced at the young lady. It is true that ordinary people can't see him. Song Xiaojiang was able to see him just now. He probably wanted to play a prank and did it deliberately.

The reason, however, is that this boy's soul state is extremely solid, which is not at all consistent with common sense.

Xiao Zhengtai hesitated for a moment and replied slowly: "I'm sick..."

Yang Xie laughed out loud, but the young lady became anxious: "I'm really sick. If you don't believe me, I can take you to see me."

"Are you really sick? Didn't you die?" Yang Xie was a little surprised. How could a sick soul escape from the body and wander around?

"You just died, your whole family died."

Xiao Zhengtai was not at a disadvantage and made faces at Yang Xie. Fortunately, Yang Xie didn't care about these childish words, otherwise this guy would have suffered a lot.

Little Zhengtai took Yang Xie and walked toward the hospital. He was jumping up and down along the way. From time to time, he took Yang Xie's hand and ran away for a few steps, then came back. He was having a great time.

Yang Xie himself didn't feel anything, but the passers-by looked at a handsome young man and would raise their hands high and then put them down again, like a psycho...

This little bastard really holds a grudge...
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