Finally, the red gloves won with one joint technique to uniform the opponent.

Ming Si won, but was not very happy, but instead felt that she had lost something.

She looked at the parrot again, a little unwilling to accept it.

Manager Zhao and Lin Xijia also returned to the training ground.

Manager Zhao walked straight to Liang and asked for instructions, "Boss, the player's performance report last month has been completed. Do you want to read it now?"

Liang Xian had a little smile in his voice, as if he was smiling for her, "Yes."

Ming Si became even more angry.

"Hey, you didn't start arguing?"

Lin Xijia gently hit her with her hand.

Ming Si took a deep breath and calmed down: "No."

She can't have the same knowledge as him.

"That's good."

Lin Xijia breathed a sigh of relief and whispered: "Do you think Liang Xian has changed?"

The boss behind her back talked about her future, she lowered her voice, "Aren't he quite stupid when he was studying? How many times can he fight and beat people?

Now, although it looks like the same tone, there are always some things that are different.”

Following Lin Xijia's words, Ming Si remembered Liang Xian in high school.

School uniforms are always not worn well, sometimes they are held in their hands and sometimes they are placed on their shoulders.

The whole person looks very casual and a little slutty.

She was the president of the student union at that time, and the person she arrested was a typical example of him despising school rules.

Has it changed now?

She looked at him.

Manager Zhao just happened to return and sent a stack of paper documents to Liang Xian.

He took it and flipped it around casually. His expression was not necessarily very serious. His eyebrows were still loose, which was no different from when he was young.

However, he would invest in an MMA club, and the management seemed quite orderly, which was somewhat beyond her expectations.

——

"Master, I just called my home and asked you to go back for dinner tonight."

After answering the phone, the assistant approached and whispered to report.

Liang Xian was still leaning on the backrest lazily, and he didn't react much when he heard this, and said "yes".

The competition on the stage ended, and the audience left, and the training hall became quiet empty and quiet.

In the bird cage, I walked boredly during the New Year, and occasionally emitted meaningless syllables.

"Boss, do you need to practice your skills today?"

Manager Zhao asked.

"I won't practice anymore," Liang Xian raised his hand and looked at his watch, "You're busy with yours."

Manager Zhao responded, knowing that Liang Xian didn't like being surrounded by many people, so he left the field to find a coach.

On New Year's Day, I lowered my head and combed my feathers with my mouth.

It has a short mouth and a low head, and it is quite flexible.

But in just two seconds, I became dizzy and was shaking as if I had drunk too much fake wine.

Liang Xian's eyes fell on the bird cage, and somehow a little regret arose in his heart.

I looked a bit stupid and cute just now. He should have recorded a video and sent it to someone to be jealous.

Her expression must be interesting.

The thoughts passed by for only a moment, and Liang Xian quickly withdrew his dispersed thoughts and raised his chin to signal, "Take it back."

Shi Tai hesitated, "Sir, don't you need me to follow me?"

"No," Liang Xian stood up from the chair, tugged on his cuffs, and told him with a chuckling, "It's not yet the time for me to attract the most hatred, so I'm safe for the time being."

——

The Liang family mansion is located on the banks of the ancient city river, surrounded by mountains and rivers.

In a place where land prices are valuable, you can enjoy a beautiful scenery and a private golf course on the south side of Pingcheng.

Zhong Wanzhi stood at the door and waved to him from a distance, "Liang Xian."

Next to her, Liang Jinyu, who was wearing a suit and tie, nodded to him gently and made a welcome gesture.

The stepmother and step brother were in a good position.

"You arrived earlier than Dad."

Liang Jinyu said with a smile.

His facial features are upright, and he can be described as a handsome talent, and his every move is elegant.

The two were actually in the same year, and Liang was a few months older.

Standing together makes people feel that Liang Xiancai is more like the second young master, with his free and casual temperament as if he is unrestrained.

"Nearby, just come here."

Liang Xian had no intention of chatting.

The club is indeed not far from here.

"Come in and talk."

Zhong Wanzhi smiled and turned to invite him.

In fact, the main house has a spacious door, and it is easy to see whether it is on the side or not.

Liang Xian originally thought that tonight would be a boring dinner, but he was not interested.

But now he found that the mother and son played a very interesting role in the act of a show of power, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

When he smiled, Liang Jinyu couldn't figure it out and his heart calmed down.

When Liang Zhihong came back, the four of them went to the restaurant to have a meal.

The Liang family does not have the rule of "not saying anything". On the dining table, Liang Jinyu reported a development case at hand in time, fully demonstrating his extraordinary ability. Liang Zhihong, who has always been serious, also stretched his eyebrows slightly, showing a look of praise.

He picked up the napkin and wiped his hands, reminding him in a deep voice, "You should also pay more attention to rest."

"Okay, dad."

Liang Jinyu responded immediately.

Over the years, Liang is no longer here, and he is increasingly respected. He has been promoted to the vice president of the group and has become much closer to Liang Zhihong.

Sometimes he would think that it seemed that it was only one step away from that position.

However, there is still a road blocking stone.

Thinking of this, Liang Jinyu subconsciously glanced at Liang Xian.

I found that he had no expression from beginning to end, not saying jealousy, but even a look of his eyes, as if the table sitting in front of him had nothing to do with him.

After the meal, Liang Jinyu originally planned to play a few games of chess with Liang Zhihong as before.

Unexpectedly, Liang Zhihong was not interested, so he had to say goodbye.

Liang Zhihong sat in the main seat of the sofa, nodded and instructed, "Let the driver drive slowly."

Liang Jinyu responded: "Thank you dad."

He turned around and walked a few steps, and heard Liang Zhihong's voice sounding behind his back, and the slight friction of his clothes when he got up, "Liang Xian, come with me to the study."

Liang Jinyu paused and clenched his fists secretly.

——

The father and son entered the study one by one. Zhong Wanzhi wanted to inquire in the name of delivering tea, but was stopped by the housekeeper.

Liang Xianjing sat down on the sofa, leaned back, and put his hand on the backrest, "Is there anything to ask me for?"

When Liang Zhihong saw his casual attitude, his forehead twitched and scolded: "Look at how you look like a married person!"

It's true that Liang Xian can't remember the marriage in name only, most of the time.

So he didn't make any arguments.

Liang Zhihong knows his son, and has been more rebellious than others since he was a child.

When I was a child, I could beat and scold and teach a lesson, but when I grew up, no one could control it.

He sighed and sat down, probably calming down for a while, and then slowly spoke, "Your engagement ceremony with Ming Si is scheduled for October."
To be continued...