The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!

The young man with a clear face stared blankly at those two words.

He saw Anxia Xiarong's fingers flushed, and he retracted into his pockets, his eyes shining brighter than the stars as he saw them for the first time.

The driver couldn't help but whispered, "Master ..."

Sheng Yize pressed the switch with his hand, but stopped motionlessly.

An Xiaxia was patted on the shoulder, and turned her head in confusion, holding the ball in her hat with both hands, "Hi, long time no see."

"Well? Yin Qinghan?"

Yin Qinghan said slightly tired: "Are you eating here? Let's go, I'm so hungry."

Not waiting for An Xia Xia to refuse, he forced her into the restaurant.

After sitting down, An Xia Xia glanced out the window, the Audi had disappeared.

As if never appeared.

"Why are you here?" An Xia Xia asked Yin Qinghan in confusion.

Yin Qinghan took a slobber and greeted Father An and An Yibei before saying: "Mr. Song has found your whereabouts, and let me apologize to you. He checked the monitoring for the fall, and he was wronged. you."

An Xia Xia laughed twice in her heart, and it really was Mr. Song's style. He wanted to make up for it, but she was not happy!

"Why not apologize if you want to apologize." An Xia Xia rolled her eyes.

Yin Qinghan froze the corners of his lips and handed over a large box.

From the shape, Anxiaxia guessed that it was a piano case.

Open it and look at the shape, Anxiaxia knows that the absolute price is expensive.

"this is……?"

"The gift he gave you was a handmade piano from a famous teacher from country F. Please take it. I have a good piano before I can be my opponent." Yin Qinghan said solemnly, An Yibei, who had been silent, snorted. : "Take it away!"

A question mark was hanging on Yin Qinghan's forehead, and he said incredulously: "This piano is very expensive, and there are six or seven digits less ... still from a famous teacher, the sound is very good ..."

"I can't accept it." An Xia Xia refused him, "please send it back."

Yin Qinghan was speechless for a while, "You plan to use your tens of thousands of broken pianos to compare with me?"

An Xia Xia sweats, how can tens of thousands of pieces break the piano! The children of these tyrants really don't know the suffering Orz in the world ...

He grabbed An Xia Xia, "I have something to tell you."

An Yibei was black-faced and was about to throw the boy out. Anxiaxia quickly interrupted: "Brother and we are good friends! Good buddies!"

"Do you think I will believe in a pure friendship between you?" An Yibei went wild when he was stupid?

Yin Qinghan didn't stop saying: "Oh, you don't believe in our friendship, but you should always believe in my sexuality?"

An Yibei, who has always been eloquent ... was silent.

Yin Qinghan calmly pulled out his mouth and opened An Xia Xia's mouth. She reached out and waved in front of her eyes: "Hey, are you all right?"

An Xia Xia shuddered, "You ... Are you sexually oriented?"

"Yes, I like boys, do you see it?" Yin Qinghan looked like "are you mentally handicapped?"

An Xia Xia stammered: "But you ... are not peace, and that Song Qing late ..."

"Marriage." Yin Qinghan shrugged. "Is this something to make a fuss? I think you're quite open."

Anxia Xiagan laughed. Although she was a bit rotten in the second dimension, it was still awkward ...

"Well, these are not important." Yin Qinghan said lightly, "You are far away from Mr. Song, I always think that he treats you ... strangely ..."