How can the president be fierce

Chapter 1071 Xia Huanxi Business Chapter 259 I also feel that I am not good enough for you. I am ashamed, really.

Putting the soup in the middle of the dining table, she stood up straight, followed the figure of the man, and found that he was standing by the sofa looking at the document.

The distance was a little far away, his side face was hidden in the light and shadow, and it was hard to tell what emotion it was.

"That's what your Vice President Zhao asked me to help you with. I forgot it in my bag yesterday." She explained simply, her tone flat.

The man didn't speak, as if he was studying the report very carefully and attentively.

Xia Huan hadn't eaten much all day, and he was indeed a little hungry at the moment, so he didn't even greet him. He filled the chicken soup all night by himself, sat down and drank it in small sips.

After more than ten minutes, the man came over, still holding the report in his hand.

Just put it on the side of the table in such a big way, almost under her nose.

"Have you seen it?" He asked, his voice was indifferent, as if he was just wondering if she had seen it.

Xia Huan swallowed a mouthful of chicken soup: "Looked a few times."

"What do you think, let's hear it."

After leaving these words, Xishang slowly leaned back in the chair with his arms folded, his black pupils were as elusive as the abyss.

The investigation report was made by him, and the prenuptial property agreement was what he wanted to sign. What does it mean to put on such a superior posture now?
Xia Huan wanted to laugh.

Then he really laughed, took a chopstick and slowly picked up a shrimp and peeled it: "I don't think so much. If you want to sign, then I will sign. After all, I also hate property disputes. Trouble!"

Although she has a career, a studio, and even a Xia Group, the current Xia Group has long since lost its former prosperity. Compared with the Yinhai Group, it is nothing.

She agreed bluntly, thinking that it would be in his arms, but she didn't expect that the man she provoked for nothing turned cold.

The room was dead silent.

The man's cold eyes fell on his face across the dining table, and Xia Huan felt that if he looked at it for two more seconds, he might freeze into an iceman.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

In the dead silence, the man's cool voice slowly rang out: "Do you know what kind of family conditions a woman who is worthy of being my Western businessman's wife needs at least?"

Xia Huan paused, and suddenly he couldn't open his mouth to bite down on the shrimp that had been handed to his lips.

She looked at him, her eyes were black and white, clear to the bottom: "You have to regret it, you don't have to end this marriage, one Xia family group is not enough for you, and I don't think I'm good enough for you, I'm quite ashamed, real."

She said she was ashamed, really.

But there was no trace of shame on his face, and his calm tone seemed to be talking about the sale of a cabbage.

"A Xia family group is indeed not even a plate of appetizers."

The man lifted up his chopsticks slowly and picked up a shrimp, but he didn't even peel off the shell. Just in front of her shocked sight, he ate mouthfuls of shells and shrimps. His deep and cold gaze Always fixed on her face.

Xia Huan could even clearly hear the crackling sound of the shrimp shell being bitten and crushed between his lips and teeth.

A cold air flow spread all over the body along with the rapid climbing of the spine, as if what he ate was not shrimp, but her flesh and blood!
The man seemed very satisfied with her expression, and smiled lukewarmly: "But since I plan to marry you, I naturally don't plan to take the Xia Group as a dish! If there is anything in this world that is worth giving up my priceless business Marriage, there must be something more precious than priceless, since I want it, I will never spit it out!"

(End of this chapter)