So You Have Loved Me Too

This time I tried my best to buy a Maybach worth nearly 20 million, and would rather spend more than 1 million to buy a second-hand one. Qi Helian was puzzled, "I said you want to pursue Get a car like a vulgar thing?"

Ji Chicheng, who was sitting on the small sofa by the side, suddenly said, "I know it is the type that Xin Xiaoxiao likes."

He gave Xiang Yiqing a blank expression, but his eyes were full of disdain and contempt.

Xiang Yiqing ignored him and continued to look at Qi Helian and asked, "When will the car arrive?"

Qi Helian thought for a while and said, "Next month."

Xiang Yi nodded lightly, indicating that he knew, then he put down the wine glass, picked up the car key on the table, and got up.

Obviously going out, Qi Helian asked curiously: "Didn't it mean that Xin Xiaoxiao is at your house now, then what are you going to do now?"

He and Ji Chicheng are here, where is he going alone?

"Daddy Xiaoxiao may be home at this time, I'll go to his house." Xiang Yiqing did not look back, raised the hand holding the car key, and gestured to Ji Chicheng and Qi Helian.

Hearing that, the two people sitting on the sofa cast him contemptuous eyes at the same time.

"This person is really worthless."

As long as Xiaoxiao's father can agree, he is not promising. Besides, Xiaoxiao's father is an elder, and the future son-in-law father-in-law, shouldn't it be right to bow his head and bow down to him.

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"Chairman, Master Xiang is here."

Xin Hailong and Mao Jialan just came out of the dining room after eating, and the servant welcomed them to report.

Hearing Xiang Yiqing coming, Xin Hailong's face sank, "Let him go."

He waved his sleeves at the housekeeper and turned to go upstairs. Mao Jialan hurriedly hugged his arm with both hands and pulled him.

Then she said to the butler: "Let him in quickly."

The butler nodded immediately, "Okay."

In this family, no one knows that Young Master Xiang is the best of their young lady. At this time, he must be right to hear his wife.

Seeing the housekeeper listening to Mao Jialan's words, Xin Hailong frowned and glared at Mao Jialan, "Mao Jialan, are you going to sing the opposite of me?"

Mao Jialan smiled and said, "I'm a young man of twenty-seven and eighty-eight. He is also a young master. He will come to you for your daughter again and again, and bow his head in front of you. If you overdo it, there will be good fruit for you."

As she said, she pulled Xin Hailong onto the sofa and sat down.

Xin Hailong snorted coldly, "There are too many young masters who want to marry my daughter."

Based on the conditions of his Xin family, he couldn't find the son-in-law he wanted, so he wanted to find the son of the tigress.

Mao Jialan returned him amusedly: "But none of them is what your daughter likes."

"I won't agree anyway." Xin Hai was full of anger, and a figure came in at the door, and he glanced at it.

It was Xiang Yiqing, his face became colder again, pointing to the waist pole, chest out, and his chin slightly raised, as if he would be proud of the sky.

Xiang Yiqing entered the door, put on his shoes, pondered his steps, and then walked into the living room.

"Uncle." Walking to the sofa, he politely called Xin Hailong, and then politely nodded slightly at Mao Jialan.

Because Mao Jialan was too young, he was a little embarrassed to shout out the name Auntie.

However, it caused Xin Hailong's dissatisfaction, "Auntie wouldn't even shout, it really is a quality problem."

He glanced at Xiang Yiqing again, still looking down on him.