Black fans and idols are married

Chapter 673 The Heir Arrives 4
An Xiaxia was struck by Lei's scorched exterior and tender interior. It turns out that Sheng Yize has the style of a domineering president...

You say no, but someone really buys you something, that kind of feeling will really make pink bubbles!
An Xiaxia was like a kid from a ravine, Pidiandian followed Sheng Yize's ass, letting him sweep up one store after another.

After leveling the mall, Sheng Yize waved his hands contentedly: "Send the things to Sheng's."

Nani, didn't you buy it for her?

An Xiaxia looked disappointed, Sheng Yize touched her cheek, and smiled like an old fox: "As for me, I bought it for my wife, but it's a pity that you are not yet, when you marry into the Sheng family, those are all Yours..."

"I'm not such a materialistic person!" An Xiaxia snorted, and tearfully pulled Lasheng Yize's sleeves: "I want that blue striped skirt and Hello Kitty pajamas...and slippers and coat..."

Sheng Yize ruthlessly rejected her: "No."

An Xiaxia was like a frost-beaten eggplant, drooping her head, and said plaintively, "Don't talk to me, I want to be quiet."

"Who is Jingjing? How can you think of other people behind my back?"

"..."

Seeing the little girl's deflated appearance, Sheng Yize raised the corners of his lips in satisfaction.

It seems that it is not so difficult for her to get used to the role of Mrs. Sheng.
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three days later.

Early in the morning, An Xiaxia was dragged into styling, put on a beautiful new dress, and was taught banquet etiquette for more than two hours before she could catch her breath.

She was on the second floor of Song's house, playing with her mobile phone boredly.

That mysterious man hasn't called her for a long time.

An Yibei and An's father did not have any more accidents. I don't know if the bodyguards protected them too well, or the mysterious person didn't do anything anymore.

Not long after, the servant came up and bowed respectfully: "Miss, the banquet has begun, and it's time for you to appear."

An Xiaxia held up her skirt and walked towards the stairs.

Down below, Mr. Song held the microphone and said impassionedly: "I, Song Huan, got this daughter. She was born in the morning and named Qingchen. She was lost since she was a child. Now, she has finally found her. My wish in this life has been fulfilled! She introduced it to everyone, and more importantly, I want to officially announce that all the shares and assets of the Song Family Group will be transferred to Qingchen's name after my death!"

The audience was in an uproar. The Song family is very special. In general family businesses, the shares are relatively scattered. Like the Sheng family and the Qi family, the general successors own more than 50.00% of the shares, which is great.

But Mr. Song was very aggressive in his early years and held all the shares in his hands. Mr. Song holds more than 90.00% of the shares of the group company under his hand!
In other words, the successor of the Song family can be said to be as rich as an enemy!
"I don't know what this eldest lady looks like..."

"Oh? Could it be that you also want to get married?"

"Hehe, once Mr. Song's words are released, Yu Cheng wonders how many people want to marry this Miss Song!"

"..."

An Xiaxia listened to the discussions calmly.

This world is truly hopeless.

But it doesn't matter, she can't reverse it, she will find a way to live in the most comfortable way.

Brushing her hair together, she slowly walked downstairs.

In the hall, all the guests looked at her, the whole hall was silent.

An Xiaxia rolled her eyes and smiled sweetly.

pat-

A champagne glass fell from a man's hand, and he looked at An Xiaxia in horror.

An Xiaxia, is... the successor of the Song family?
(End of this chapter)