"Do you really think we have eaten our Xia family to death?"
"Do you really think no one can do anything to you?"
Vanta smiled arrogantly and sprayed out a smoke ring: "The second caste is currently the head of the Indian!"
"The Divine Army under his command is millions and countless assets!"
"Take us off? I think such a person is not born yet."
"Or what if Miss Xia does it, please clean up me? I promise, I will definitely kneel in front of you!"
While speaking, Vantaba smiled obscurely.
That means, as long as a man can understand what it is.
"Smack--"
At this moment, a crisp applause came out.
"So the second caste of India is so awesome."
"But I just don't believe in evil."
"Or why I'll clean up you?"
With the indifferent sound coming, Ye Hao clapped his hands and slowly appeared in the hall.
When he heard this voice and saw the owner of the voice, the expression on Fanlisha's face suddenly froze, and she almost couldn't help but tremble.
Others don’t know how powerful Ye Hao is, but Fanlisha knows Ye Hao quite well.
After all, when she was in Wucheng that day, Ye Hao swept across the Tianzhu group with his own strength, which forced her, the saint, to bow down.
In Fanlisha's impression, Ye Hao is not only invincible in force, but also incomparable in wisdom and strategy.
Such men are not only difficult to deal with, but also full of dangers.
But this time, the second caste reached the top in India, and Vanlisha was also the return of the king.
She had long expected that she would meet Ye Hao sooner or later when she came to Daxia.
So, this time she hopes to take advantage of the situation to step on Ye Hao and make the relationship between the two people reverse.
She hopes that she will still be a saint who is superior, not a waste controlled by this man named Ye.
This is the desire for conquest deep in Vanlisha's heart when facing Ye Hao.
"Mr. Ye!"
"Representative Ye!"
"President Ye!"
Ye Hao's appearance at this moment surprised the Xia family, and then came over to greet him.
After all, some senior executives of the Xia family are still clear about the matter of the five-chair trial.
Ye Hao's current identity is enough to appear in such an occasion.
Xia Yun smiled slightly and said nothing.
Instead, Xia Xiaowan squeezed out from behind the crowd, hugged Ye Hao's arm and said, "Brother-in-law, these people bullied me!"
Feeling the little girl's enthusiasm, Ye Hao smiled, pulled out his arm and rubbed Xia Xiaowan's head, and then said, "Don't worry, no one can bully you with me."
After saying that, Ye Hao glanced at Xia Yun and said with a little blame: "If something big happened at home, I won't tell me earlier."
"If I come early, how could there be some Indians who show off their power?"
Xia Yun smiled and said, "Isn't this afraid of ruining Mr. Ye, you are interested in hiding the charm of your golden house?"
Hearing this, Hao Ye suddenly had one head and two big ones.
When is it now? I still eat this kind of jealousy, it's simply...
Seeing Ye Hao just appeared, not only did he steal the limelight, but he also instantly had a gaze beside him. Vanta's face was so gloomy that it was terrifying.
"Where did you come from the little white face?"
"You actually want to deal with our second caste?"
"You're not afraid of suffocating yourself to death?"
"Don't talk about our second caste, I think you can't even deal with me, right?"