At first, the money that the old man gave him was also paid off by him with interest.

Although the scale of the company is not very large, 30 million is really nothing to him.

"How can I ask for your money?" Tang Xin suddenly opened her eyes. The more she looked at the person sitting in front of her, the more she felt that he was not the same person as song Muyang, whom she knew five years ago.

"And 30 million is not a small sum. Although we had a bad relationship, it's really unnecessary..."

"Why not? For you, the 30 million is nothing.

In the past five years, I have set up my own company. You can see my business card. "

Song Muyang takes out a gilded business card from his suit pocket and hands it to Tang Xin.

Gold base, black bold thin gold font.

It says Mn media culture Co., Ltd.

The signature is mnceo song Muyang.

"You're the president now?"

Tang Xin can't set channel, she didn't expect that once poor boy turned into a glittering president.

At the same time, she felt happy for song Muyang from the bottom of her heart.

"Well."

The man nodded slightly.

"You are a successful person now. Congratulations." Tang Xin patted him on the shoulder and laughed.

She is about to take back her hand, but song Muyang holds her wrist. The next second, in the eyes of Tang Xin, she is pulled into her arms by the man.

Different from the overbearing and occupying embrace of song Qinbei, the taste of song Muyang has a fresh smell of melting ice and snow.

"Muyang, you..."

"Heart, how about me?"

The man's voice is hoarse and deep. He hugs Tang Xin and kisses her fragrance greedily, as if he had found a home.

"What, what?"

Tang Xin struggled a few times, but did not struggle to open, but was more and more tightly held by the man.

Tang Xin wants to cry without tears. What's the matter!

She even made preparations. Next, if song Muyang did something to her, she would stretch out her hand and give him a big ear scraper!

But next, I heard a man's voice choking with enthusiasm.

"Heart, I've had a bad five years.

Very bad.

I don't think about you every day.

Many times, midnight dream back, I will dream of you, dream of your face, dream of your everything.

I was thinking, what would you do at this time

I'm eager to return home, and I can't wait to see you.

It turned out that we were really predestined. On the way, we met like that.

You said, "is it Providence?"

Tang Xin opened his lips, but he didn't wait for her to say anything——

"Bang!"

The door was kicked open from the outside——

Tang Xin was surprised, but he saw a tall figure standing outside the door. The man's face was cold, and his whole body was constantly emitting a cold and violent atmosphere, just like Shura in hell!

It's song Qinbei!

Tang Xin's eyes widened.

Why is he here?

Tang Xin subconsciously some flustered, she stretched out her hand to push down song Muyang, at the moment, unexpectedly gave birth to a sense of embarrassment to be caught.

Song Muyang released Tang Xin, and his eyes fell on the cold faced song Qinbei outside the door. He lightly hooked his lips, "long time no see, Qinbei."

Do they know each other?

Tang Xin Leng Xia.

"Oh," Song Qinbei sneered. He came forward, and his fierce eyes were brewing a group of raging anger. He clenched his fist, raised his hand, and hit song Muyang's handsome face hard!

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