The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!

"When are you going abroad?" Sheng Yize turned to ask her.

Song Qingchen knew that he had done everything for her. The card she gave was the Supreme Card, which is universal in the world, and there were no details in every aspect.

He really tried to make up for her as Xiao Qingmei, but did not give her any hope of approaching.

The more she did, the more uncomfortable and painful she was.

Song Qingchen lowered her head, and now Li Fanxing had confronted her opponent, she had to leave if she did not leave.

"Probably this weekend ..." she whispered, and Sheng Yize said, "I will arrange for someone to show you off."

Song Qingchen smiled bitterly, all kinds of emotions in his heart, and mixed feelings are not good.

She got up, left with an excuse, and a bunch of bodyguards stood outside the door.

These were sent to her by Mr. Song, for fear that Li Fanxing would treat her like she did with An Xia Xia.

In the ward.

Sheng Yize pinched An Xiaxia's palm: "Is jealous?"

Anxia Xia snorted: "What's there to eat ... I'm not such a mean person!"

"Not stingy, why do you talk so high?" Sheng Yize laughed. "Okay, don't think about it that much. At this time, you should be a bit stupid and use smart business elsewhere."

An Xia Xia was dissatisfied: "Hum!"

Clapping Sheng Yize's hand, she got into the bed and continued to sleep.

Sheng Qingyi's slap, her head is now dizzy.

Looking at the rounded arc in the bed, Sheng Yize sighed. He had been stupid, but he knew better than anyone else, this girl was not stupid at all.

It's like Rong Che and Jane's end, she doesn't ask anything, and he doesn't want to let her know those dark things.

I hope that you will always be ignorant, so that there will be no trouble.

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A week later, An Xia Xia's injury was much better, and Sheng Yi Ze was no problem.

On the weekend, Sheng Yize received a call from Mr. Song, inviting him to eat at home, to practice for Song Qingchen.

Mr. Song wanted him to bring An Xia Xia, and he was shocked to learn that An Xia Xia was injured. He kept telling Sheng Yize to take care of her and let her take care of her.

Sheng Yize sent a bunch of bodyguards, secretly around the hospital, guarding An Xiaxia's safety, and then he went to the Song family with confidence.

At the table, the three talked very well. Mr. Song liked Sheng Yize quite a lot, and he also asked the servant to go to the wine cellar to dig out the old wine that had been sealed for many years.

Song Qingchen laughed: "Let's get it, Daddy, Brother Aze, you two have a good talk."

"Alright." Mr. Song's elegant smile.

Soon after, Song Qingchen took the wine back. As soon as Kaifeng, the whole room was full of strong wine.

Sheng Yize accompanied Mr. Song for a few drinks, and Mr. Song was drunk. He helped his servant to take Mr. Song back to the room.

Putting Mr. Song on the bed, the servant went down to take the sober soup, Sheng Yize got up, but his head was a little dizzy.

Twenty-year-old wine really has great stamina.

Fainted, he leaned against the wall and braced himself.

It was such an inadvertent help, but it touched the organ in the room!

With a swipe, a landscape painting originally facing Mr. Song's bed turned his face and turned into an oil painting!

The picture depicts a young woman, with exquisite facial features, a sweet smile, and a glamorous and charming appearance like a country!

Sheng Yize's face changed suddenly.

If it's just an ordinary beauty, it doesn't matter, but the person on the painting clearly looks exactly like An Xia Xia!