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Chapter 566

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Listening to the romantic violin, it feels more and more unromantic.

Instead, I feel lonely.

Not only did Song Sanxi suffer a lot, but he saved his sister's 10 million yuan, but he did not return it.

The old man didn't make up for his shortcomings. He vomited blood and dared not speak out if he dared to be angry.

I finally felt better and wanted to invite a woman to have a meal, but she wasn't here yet.

This is a damn thing, where can I make sense?

As a result, he scolded the violinist, "You play Jibacao, it's so ugly that it's going to die. Is this going to be a funeral? Go there, you're annoying!"

Wang Hui drank two bottles of red wine alone, and completely got drunk, and it was as rotten as a pool of mud.

When Chu Yan called Wang Hui, it was a bit disgusting.

Even, involuntarily, he was compared with Song Sanxi.

It's simply incomparable!

He is not as handsome as Song Sanxi, and his words are not as good as him, and he is not as good as him.

Is money? He, Wang Hui, has money, but Song Sanxi has no money?

well

Chu Yan regrets it, but what can I do?

Song Sanxi is a man with a family.

He is so capable and upright, can he be as fond of me, Chu Yan?

Even in front of Song Sanxi, Chu Yan was a little inferior and felt that she was not worthy of it.

Some fantasies: What kind of woman would Song Sanxi’s wife be?

Maybe, she is very beautiful, happy, and painful?

However, she really doesn't want to do it if she wants to help Wang Hui harm Song Sanxi.

Too cruel and too vicious!

If you can, just delay this matter!

As for getting married, haha, just think of a way to get him Wang Hui to marry me Chu Yan!

Song Sanxi returned home.

Stay with the children and go to the kitchen and enjoy yourself.

I have been busy with the funeral of the Cheng family for several days, so I really don’t have time to spend time with my family.

During dinner, I didn’t talk about work with Lin Luojiao, but just talked about my parents’ affairs and had fun getting along.

After dinner, Su Yourong called Song Sanxi to the study.

As soon as I entered the door, "Oh, I can't tell, there is a Yin-Yang Master in our family?"

This teasing tone makes the atmosphere very relaxed.

Song San smiled and talked about his understanding of Feng Shui burial culture.

This convinced Su Yourong.

"Where did you learn these? When you were in the provincial capital again?"

"Yeah, that's right! By the way."

Song Sanxi remembered it as he said, took out his bank card and handed it over.

"Take it, one million, my reward for treating the disease. Others give money to treat the disease, and we make money to treat the disease. It's really interesting."

Su Yourong smiled and her face turned red, feeling that this was strange.

She said softly: "Who knows how you gave birth to you? I didn't feel sorry for others before!"

Song Sanxi said secretly: The scumbag is capable of doing this, alas, I'm sorry.

But he said, "It was born, given by his parents. However, it is so hard for others to teach them, and it is admirable. Science is such a great thing. Even his father."

I talked about this for a long time.

Su Yourong also deeply sympathizes and admires him.

And the man in front of him is simply incomparable to the past, and the changes are too great.

To test the record book, there are a few more checks.

As the two chatted, Song Sanxi smiled and said, "Yourong, that guy Gu Dong is ready to start a war against me! The move is a bit sharp."

"Ah? Why are you doing this?"

"It's okay. He is now preparing to intercept Hailan International School from me. Now, we haven't agreed with Hailan, so he is ready to attack. It seems that I have to go out and study this matter myself."
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