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Chapter 1111 If you don't come, I'll give you a cuckold

"It was just a joke, please forgive me, Miss Rong."

Forgive me!

"I'm at the Oslo Ski Resort. If Miss Rong is interested, you can bring your friend over and we can discuss the shipping industry in person."

Song Xiangmo wondered if this person was very smart, finding new ways every second.

Before she could respond, Tan Shu politely gave an ambiguous answer, giving her enough room.

The other party didn't say anything more and hung up the phone.

Song Xiang sat by the bed, very angry. This was the first time she had encountered such a bold person since she held the title of Miss Rong.

"Do you want to go?" Tan Shu asked.

Song Xiang was troubled in his heart.

The person who called me back sounded serious and sincere, but nine times out of ten, he was just pretending.

But if you just disappear, do you have to avoid them one by one if you meet such people again in the future?

"Wait a minute, what he just said ended up being self-proclaimed?" She suddenly raised her head.

Tan Shu shrugged, "Yes."

"What is that?" She didn't understand just now.

"I'm here." Tan Shu said.

"Is this how Westerners call themselves?"

Tan Shu thought for a moment and said, "Maybe it's just to be polite."

Song Xiang rolled his eyes, he was so offended and so polite!

"Are you going?" Tan Shu asked again.

Song Xiang pursed her lips, walked over, took the phone, and flipped through the call history.

Still no call from Yan Han.

Originally, what happened just now was nothing, at most it was just an encounter with a mentally retarded person, but combined with the fact that Yan Han didn't call her, she felt that she was being bullied and was very angry.

"go."

You thief, if you don’t call me, I’ll cuckold you!



At nine o'clock, Song Xiang took Tan Shu out of the house. Suman was said to have caught a cold and should not travel.

Song Xiang also knew that she was tired and it was appropriate to give her a day off.

The whole city of Oslo is snowing, and there is a world of ice and snow everywhere.

The large ski resort is at the end of the city line and is a typical activity area for the rich.

When Song Xiang got out of the car, he found that there were many people behind him, which was a bit exaggerated.

"Rongqi, it's not necessary, is it?"

The young man approached with a perfect poker face and said, "No trouble, it's safe."

Cherish words like gold.

Song Xiang pouted and said no more.

After being led into the venue, she was also a little curious. Although she had seen Robert's photo, she had never seen the real person. The exile with a stern and cold voice didn't know what the real person was like.

He put his hands in his pockets, always waiting for Yan Han's call.

The ski resort is below and there is a clubhouse above.

Once inside, I didn't turn on the air conditioner, so it was still cold.

"Mr. Robert has just got off the diving platform. Miss Rong please come inside."

Song Xiang entered the room. There was a floor-to-ceiling window that could clearly overlook the entire ski resort.

As soon as she stood by the window, the door opened behind her.

Turning around, I first saw a beautiful white woman, and then a tall man wearing ski equipment.

She took the initiative to go over and stretched out her hand, "Mr. Robert, nice to meet you."

The other party was wearing goggles, but they couldn't block the overflowing beard. Song Xiang had no hope of exploring the valley and even wanted to ask him to change his vocal cords.

The other party took off his gloves and shook her hand, but said nothing.

Song Xiang was confused.

The secretary explained: "Mr. Robert just took medicine to protect his throat and spoke loudly within three hours."

Then what are we talking about?

Song Xiang felt worried and felt that the other party was playing tricks on her.

However, although the other party could not speak, he whispered to the secretary and asked the secretary to convey it.


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