Chapter 87 "Because I...I have practiced the Tietou Kung Fu over 100 million points."

Ye Wanxing looked up at him slightly, expressionless.

Since she has been molested by him too many times during this period, she has gradually become immune to it.

At this moment, listening to his coquettish and even shy words, she felt no emotion in her heart.

He walked straight past Han Sibai and walked in without giving him an extra glance.

The man who was ruthlessly ignored: "..."

Ye Wanxing, who had reached the entrance, suddenly stopped and turned to look at him: "Han Sibai."

"Um?"

"I suddenly feel that you shouldn't be called Han Sibai."

When Han Sibai heard this, he became interested and raised his eyebrows: "Oh? So what do you think your brother should be called?"

As long as it's the name Wanwan gave him personally, it doesn't matter if he doesn't use his original name.

"Han Shao Bai, but it's best to pronounce it with flat tongue pronunciation."

Flat tongue sound, Han Sao Bai.

"..."

Seeing the depressed expression on his face, Ye Wanxing felt relieved and turned around and walked towards the living room.

Entering the living room, she casually took a look at the interior of the house. It was not much different from the decoration style she had imagined.

The main tone is black, with white and gray as embellishments. This color system is indeed high-end, but it is also really cold.

Boss Ye Wanxing sat down on the sofa unceremoniously.

"So why do you want to bring down Qiange Media?"

Han Sibai walked to the Zhongdao stage and answered slowly while pouring red wine: "I didn't bring down Qiange Media. It was them who sought their own death and wanted to test the waters on the edge of the law."

"Would you like a drink?"

Ye Wanxing stared at the glass of red wine he handed over, frowned, and looked up at Han Sibai: "You couldn't have poisoned it, right?"

"..."

Seeing that he didn't speak, Ye Wanxing sneered: "If you don't speak, you are acquiescing. I won't drink."

Han Sibai was even more speechless.

What is this little girl thinking about all day long?

Putting the glass of red wine into her hand: "Don't worry, it's not poisonous."

"My studio will be transformed into a company before October. By then, it will carry out all entertainment and performing arts activities, such as signing people and so on. I actually didn't plan to deal with Qiange Media at the beginning, but they opposed me at every turn and tried to establish a relationship with me in the studio.

I thought it was too annoying to suppress them on the matter of transformation, so I had them investigated for serious tax evasion, so I submitted the evidence directly to the tax authorities."

After hearing this, Ye Wanxing felt that this should be a reasonable reason.

"I see. I thought you ruined Kang Mengyi's company because you hated her, so I thought you shouldn't be so cruel."

Han Sibai stopped drinking and looked up at her with a faint smile on his face.

"But I do hate her."

"Why?"

"I hate anyone who targets you." Han Sibai said seriously.

"..."

No, not really.

The atmosphere was strangely silent, and Ye Wanxing began to change the topic.

"I pushed my friend's WeChat account to you that day. Did you add it? Did you ask?"

Han Sibai didn't expect that she would suddenly mention this matter, and he almost choked on the red wine, because he remembered again the fear of being dominated by the word "hemorrhoids" that day.

"Did not add."

"Not added? Why?"

Han Sibai gently shook the wine glass in his hand, looked at Ye Wanxing, and thought about how to answer this question.

If not, according to her temperament, she will definitely continue to ask for the reason.

Plus, the hat of hemorrhoids was firmly placed on his head.

If he told her the truth that he did not have hemorrhoids, and that he was just adding him to her WeChat account, the little girl would definitely turn around and delete him.

Just like how decisively I deleted him when we broke up.

It's even possible... to go out and spread rumors that your ex-boyfriend has hemorrhoids, making him the top among the top.

After thinking about it, I really don’t want this blessing.

Three ideas flashed through Han Sibai's mind, and he finally compromised.

"I've been so busy these days that I forgot."

Ye Wanxing stared at him with cold and sharp eyes: "Then you add it now, I'll watch you do it."

Han Sibai: "..."

Okay, it seems there is no way to escape, this is how it is meant to be.

"good."

He took the mobile phone that was placed on the coffee table and clicked on the WeChat business card. Ye Wanxing immediately came over and stared at the screen of his mobile phone.

In her opinion, I was so dedicated to caring about your hemorrhoids regardless of past grudges? But you didn’t even take it to heart?

Han Sibai sighed silently in his heart and clicked the "Add Friend" button.

Ye Wanxing's sharp eyes relaxed a little and he was satisfied.

"Well, that's good."

When the words came out, both of them were stunned for a moment.

This is something she often said to him when they were together before.

Han Sibai raised his eyes, and the two people looked at each other. Because they leaned over to look at the screen of his mobile phone, their faces were very close.

Ye Wanxing was thinking about other things at that time and didn't even notice the distance between the two people.

Only then did I realize that the distance was actually a bit ambiguous. Coupled with the words she subconsciously said just now, it seemed even more ambiguous.

Han Sibai's face was so close, and for some reason, she had the feeling that this stinky gangster would kiss her anytime, anywhere.

Just like that night at her house, also on the sofa, she threw him down and kissed him.

He...shouldn't think of that incident and take revenge now, right???

Ye Wanxing felt that Han Sibai's character was not worthy of her trust, so she felt a thump in her heart and quickly pulled away to stay away.

As soon as he stood up and wanted to step back, his feet slipped and he fell straight forward again, rushing towards Han Sibai.

The next second——

The man groaned and raised his hand to cover his nose.

Ye Wanxing: "..."

After jumping down just now, her forehead hit his nose. The force was caused by inertia, so it was not small.

Seeing his expression of pain and his eyes closed, Ye Wanxing was a little nervous because he was afraid that something might happen to him.

"Are you okay? Does it hurt?"

Han Sibai opened his eyes when she asked, and there were already some tears in his beautiful peach blossom eyes.

It really hurts.

"..."

Damn it? A grown man was made to cry by her?

Ye Wanxing did not expect this situation. His limbs were a little cramped and he raised his hand to scratch his ears.

"Well, um... I didn't mean it. It was because the floor in your house was too slippery that I couldn't stand firm. Are you okay? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

Han Sibai closed his eyes, waved his hand again, then put down the hand covering his nose and found blood on his palm.

Both of them were confused: "..."

Thinking of the day when he failed to take advantage and was seriously injured instead, Han Sibai said: "Buanwan, brother, I have only one question, why is your forehead so hard?"

The air was quiet for a few seconds, and then the girl spoke, with a hint of shyness in her voice.

"Because I...I have practiced the Iron Head Kung Fu over 100 million points."

Han Sibai: "..."

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