Black fans and idols are married

Chapter 470 Your brain circuit is too eight o'clock

"Song Song has the same blood type as you. I read your physical examination data, and your indicators in all aspects are in line with her. Therefore, I sincerely beg you to donate bone marrow to Song Song, and please save her."

An Xiaxia instantly understood that she had RH negative blood, commonly known as panda blood, and it was hard to find a blood.

It turned out that the reason for inviting her to eat so much was for her bone marrow.

An Xiaxia lowered her head, suddenly feeling cheated.

Mr. Song thought she was unwilling, so he took out a check book from his suit pocket, filled in a number in it gracefully, and handed it to An Xiaxia.

An Xiaxia's eyes widened, and she felt that the check seemed to be hot, so she retracted her hand as soon as she swiped it.

Mr. Song coughed in embarrassment, thought for a while, retracted the check, and opened a new page of the checkbook.

This time, he just signed his name and handed over the check.

"You can fill in the amount as you like."

An Xiaxia blushed, and accidentally pressed the speed dial on the phone with her finger, and immediately dialed a call to Sheng Yize.

Sheng Yize rushed in quickly and saw An Xiaxia bow to Mr. Song uneasily: "I'm sorry, I can't accept it."

Anger welled up in his eyes.

What does Mr. Song mean?A check to An Xiaxia?

Could it be that the previous overtures were all illusions, just to humiliate An Xiaxia at this time?

Furious, he strode forward, grabbed An Xiaxia's little hand, and said coldly, "Uncle Song, let's go first."

With that said, he picked up An Xiaxia and left in a hurry.

Mr. Song on the sofa gave a bitter smile, what did he do wrong?

He wanted to save Song Song and treat An Xiaxia well, but he didn't seem to be able to do both.
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The sun was shining brightly, Sheng Yize's thin lips were pursed into a straight line, and his sculpture-like face seemed to be covered with golden light.

He stuffed An Xiaxia into the car, and ordered coldly to the driver: "Drive! Go to settle down!"

The driver was startled and started the car quickly.

Glancing secretly at Sheng Yize's expression through the rearview mirror, it seemed that he hadn't seen the young master get angry for a long time.

"Sheng Yize... What's the matter with you..." An Xiaxia gently tugged on his sleeve.

Sheng Yize said with a straight face: "Idiot! You can take the money if he gives you the money, make him mad!"

"Huh?" An Xiaxia looked at him blankly.

"Didn't he throw a check to tell you to separate from me?" Sheng Yize's chest heaved violently.

Bullying An Xiaxia made him more angry than bullying himself.

An Xiaxia managed to extinguish his anger: "But he didn't let me separate from you."

Sheng Yize's anger turned into a mouthful of blood, which stuck in his throat.

"He said that Song Song was sick and asked me to donate bone marrow to Song Song. He gave me the money because he was afraid that I would disagree." An Xiaxia explained in a low voice, "It's the first time I've discovered that I'm worth so much money!"

Sheng Yize was silent for two seconds, pinched her chubby cheeks, and said sinisterly, "Why didn't you say it earlier?"

"It's because your brain circuit is too late at eight o'clock, okay..." An Xiaxia complained, in exchange for more brutal torture, she felt her face was red from being pinched, and begged weakly: "I was wrong, don't pinch it anymore !"

Sheng Yize snorted and let go of his hand.

The sleeve was pulled lightly again, and the girl's soft voice came: "Song Song has returned to China, do you want to see her?"

Sheng Yize turned his eyes, and asked solemnly, "Do you want me to watch it?"

An Xiaxia seemed to have made some major decision: "Let's go and see it together!"

(End of this chapter)