Ye Xiong really wanted to go up and beat this guy to the ground and let him know why the roses were so red.
But think about it, the other party is pursuing his wife openly and without any tricks. The other party may not know that his wife is married!
Besides, if someone pursues his wife like this, doesn't it mean that Xinyi is very attractive?
Ye Xiong showed an evil smile and walked towards the man in white.
The man in white is about 1.72 meters tall, which is not too short, but in front of Ye Xiong, who is 1.8 meters tall, he is obviously a bit short.
He is about twenty-six years old. His face is a little dark and his eyes are a little thin. He doesn't look ugly, but he is definitely not handsome. From his appearance, it can be seen that he must have endured hardship in his early years and gained money later.
It is estimated that I suddenly became a nouveau riche, so I became the second generation rich.
"Hey brother, where are you picking up girls?" Ye Xiong walked over with a smile.
"Who are you?" the rich second generation asked.
"I also dated Yang Xinyi."
Ye Xiong circled around his car and tutted: "Brother, you are a gifter of flowers and a luxury sports car. These two great weapons are not easy to catch when it comes to picking up girls."
"of course."
The second generation's eyes fell on Ye Xiong and saw that he was wearing ordinary clothes. The clothes on his body only cost one or two hundred yuan. He had no luxury watch, no gold chain around his neck, and no rings on his hands. In comparison, he suddenly felt proud.
Bursting.
He felt that he and the guy in front of him were like heaven and earth.
"Brother, you look like you and you dare to pick up Yang Xinyi. Do you know who she is?" asked the second generation.
"The president of Xinyi Group," Ye Xiong replied.
"Since you know that she is the president of Xinyi Group, you still dare to pick up Yang Xinyi. With your appearance, it is still possible to pick up those factory girls, office clerks and the like. If you want to pick up Yang Xinyi, just go to bed.
Bar!"
Ye Xiong was choked.
"I think money is not the most important thing when chasing girls. For a woman like Yang Xinyi, she is not short of money. No matter how much money she has, she cannot move her heart," Ye Xiong said.
"You know shit. That's how you think. A man like you will never get a girl in his life."
The second generation originally wanted to chat with Ye Xiong, but when he saw that they couldn't chat together, he immediately felt unhappy: "I said, who are you? Why did you come up to chat with me when you have nothing to do? Do you want to catch up with me? Let me tell you, you are like this
I've seen a lot of people like this, so don't even think about making friends with me."
"I don't want to have a relationship with you."
"If you don't want to make friends, why are you here? Are you familiar with me?"
"It's true that we don't know each other well, but you went to my wife's company to pick up my wife, do you think I can stop looking for you?" Ye Xiong's voice started to get colder.
"What, you are Yang Xinyi's ex-husband, Ye Xiong?" The rich second generation was dumbfounded.
What is my ex-husband? Is it my current husband?
However, it seems that he and Yang Xinyi have divorced, but the two of them live together now, which is no different from getting married.
"I didn't expect you to even find out my name. It seems that you have put a lot of effort into chasing Yang Xinyi!" Ye Xiong sneered.
Hearing that Ye Xiong was Yang Xinyi's ex-husband, the second generation looked him up and down and said, "Brother, how did you trick Yang Xinyi into marrying you? Tell me, even though you were dumped, you have tasted Yang Xinyi after all.
, even the divorce is worth it.”
This guy was really becoming more and more filthy as he talked. Ye Xiong was too lazy to continue talking to him, for fear that he would not be able to spit out ivory from his dog's mouth and would insult his wife with his words.
"I don't want to talk to you, get out!"
"Why?" The second generation raised his chest and shouted: "Don't say that you and Yang Xinyi are divorced. Even if you are not divorced, you are not qualified to drive me away."
"Since you found out that Yang Xinyi's husband is me, then you should find out what I do?"
After Ye Xiong finished speaking, he clenched his fist and punched the luxury car.
Suddenly, a deep pit was dented in the front of the car.
hiss!
The rich second generation was dumbfounded.
This punch was so powerful. If it hit someone with one punch, they would be killed.
"Brother, there is a misunderstanding."
Seeing the front of the car sinking into a large piece, the second generation was heartbroken, but he did not dare to attack, and he was unwilling to do so. He could only say: "Brother, although you are Yang Xinyi's husband, now that you are married and divorced, you can't
Interfere with her future life! Let’s do this, you can make a price before she is willing to let go.”
"You seem to be quite rich?" Ye Xiong smiled.
"It's just so-so, a million or a hundred thousand, you can do whatever you want." The second generation patted his chest.
boom!
Another punch hit the front of the car, and the top of the luxury car sank again.
"One hundred and several hundred thousand, you're going to send me away as a beggar?" Ye Xiong said angrily.
Seeing that there was another deep hole in the car, the second generation was heartbroken, but he didn't dare to show up, so he had a grimace on his face.
"Then how much do you want?"
"One hundred million?"
"One hundred million, did I hear correctly?" The second generation was dumbfounded.
"I don't have 100 million, but I still want to pick up girls. Talking to a poor person like you is really worthless."
Ye Xiong counted the time and Yang Xinyi had almost finished get off work, so he was too lazy to talk nonsense with this guy.
"You've always wanted to know what I do, let me tell you!" After Ye Xiong finished speaking, a powerful killer burst out of his body, his eyes wide open with murderous intent.
"I am a killer, and the number of people who have died in my hands ranges from hundreds to thousands. Do you still want to date my wife now?"
The second-generation rich man had never seen such a powerful person, whose body could release such strong murderous intent. He was so frightened that his face turned green and he said anxiously: "Brother, there is a misunderstanding. I will ask someone to move the flowers away immediately."
"Who asked you to move the flowers? Immediately ask someone to change the words in the middle of the sea of flowers. Change the word Yang Xinyi to the word wife." Ye Xiong ordered.
"I'll send someone to correct it right away."
The second-generation rich man sweated on his forehead and made a phone call quickly.
Soon, five or six workers appeared and ran into the sea of flowers to change the words.
"Brother, this is all right!"
"get out!"
"Thank you, brother. I'll leave first." The rich second generation was about to leave as if they had been granted amnesty.
"Wait a moment."
"Brother, what else can you do?"
"Do you still dare to send flowers to my wife in the future?"
"I don't dare anymore, I absolutely don't dare anymore."
After the second generation finished speaking, he drove a luxury car and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Ye Xiong looked at the sea of roses in front of him and felt very emotional.
Others send flowers to Yang Xinyi, but as her husband, he has never given any gifts to his wife. This is really not a qualified husband.
This time I just borrowed flowers to send to Buddha.
I wonder if my wife will be moved to tears when she sees this sea of roses. Then she will go back tonight and devote herself to continue the things that were left unfinished last time.
Ye Xiong could think of it endlessly.
Xinyi Group, President's Office.
Secretary Xiaoyue hurried in and reported: "Mr. Yang, that guy changed the word "花" and replaced your name with the word "wife".