Thinking about it, that little vixen is very good at seducing men. Even Qiao Zhixing, a very proud man who has not been home for a long time, remembered to buy her a gift.

It seems that the two have kept in touch with each other privately.

Seeing that Song Beisen didn't say anything, Qiao Zhixing walked straight up the steps.

He was quite familiar with this place, and he wasn't ready to discuss anything with Song Beisen. This little guy couldn't make the decision.

"Brother." Song Beisen suddenly called out from behind him, "Give me the gift. I will help you give it to her. She is taking a nap."

Qiao Zhixing stopped. He had not yet entered the living room.

It seems that this boy has no intention of inviting him into the house to sit for a while, he is used to being arrogant.

Song Beisen stretched out his hand to him.

Qiao Zhixing handed him the gift. He had already left the cards and other things in his handbag: "Thank you."

Song Beisen didn't say anything, and hooked his fingers on the string of the handbag.

Seeing that Song Beisen had no intention of inviting him in for a cup of tea, Qiao Zhixing was too embarrassed to force him into a difficult situation and reluctantly asked, "Where will Brother Sen go to college in the fall?"

"Nowhere to go, just in the capital."

"Think about it?"

"Capital."

"Oh, that's fine, I have someone to take care of me." Qiao Zhixing didn't say much and got in the car again, "I'm going back and I'll go to Qiao's house to play when I have time."

"Um."

When Qiao Zhixing saw Song Beisen standing in the sun, didn't he feel hot too?

He didn't care anymore. This stinky brother seemed to have a very bad temper. No wonder he always heard that Song Beisen was often locked up in a dark room by Uncle Song.

After Qiao Zhixing left, Song Beisen raised the corners of his lips playfully, entered the living room and sat on the sofa.

He opened the bow on the handbag, and it turned out that there was a beautifully packaged pink box inside. It looked like a gift for a girl, and it was very thoughtful.

Thinking about this vixen's skills, he also knew that in this capital city, seducing anyone would be less cost-effective than seducing the young master of the Qiao family.

At a young age, he is very scheming.

Song Beisen opened the box directly.

Inside the box is an exquisite music box with simple dark brown patterns. Once opened, there is a dancing doll inside.

The doll is very beautiful, wearing a light yellow tutu skirt, with exquisite hairpins and necklaces, just like a little princess.

Qiao Zhixing understands girls' thoughts quite well. What girl wouldn't like this kind of small gift?

There is also a greeting card in the box, with a few handwritten words on the white paper: "I wish Xiangxiang to continue his efforts and achieve success in his studies when he enters university. - Qiao Zhixing."

Successful in studies? This is to encourage that little vixen to go to college, continue to study hard, and re-enter Harvard as soon as possible?

interesting.

My true love for my concubine.

Song Beisen's lips curved into a mocking arc, and he tore up the greeting card in the next second.

As for this gift, Jiang Yun wondered if that vixen was worthy of such a wonderful gift?

Song Beisen threw the music box on the ground with a "thud", raised his foot, and crushed it.

There was a sinister indifference on his face, he put force on his feet and said nothing, and there was a trace of indifference in his eyes.

The servants heard the loud noise and thought something had happened. When they came in, they saw the young master of the Song family was losing his temper. His face was ugly and he did not dare to say anything, so he retreated.

Song Beisen's anger reached its peak, as if his doll was about to be snatched away soon.

How could his toys be snatched away by others?
Chapter completed!