And that man is actually the prince of Jiangcheng, the president of song's plutocrats, song Qinbei!

Without giving Qin Zheng any time to think, the man's wrist moved——

With a click, the crisp sound of broken bones came.

Tang Xin, who is eating melon, feels pain when he looks at it.

Qin Zheng was so forcefully pinched that his wrist was dislocated. The cold sweat on his painful forehead fell down like a big bean.

"What are you doing?" Tang Yuan is nervous, "Zheng, what's the matter with you? Is there anything wrong?"

"So, are you going to pay for the six million dollars or not?" Song Qinbei slowly took back his hand without expression.

And anzuo handed him a luxurious and clean silk handkerchief to wipe his hands.

Song Qinbei slowly and gracefully wiped his hands, then threw the silk scarf to anzuo, as if he was throwing something disgusting and dirty.

Tang Yuan was not angry. "Are you going too far? It's clear that you hit our car, but in the end you want us to lose money, and you broke our a Zheng's wrist!

Who on earth dare you to be so presumptuous? "

Then she took out her cell phone and called the police——

But Qin Zheng had no choice but to slap his mobile phone on the ground.

"What's the matter, Zheng?"

"Fool! What do you know? " Qin Zheng is already painful hoarse grin, "do you know in front of this person is who?"

"Who is it?" Tang Yuan didn't know why.

"... he is the prince of Jiangcheng, song Qinbei!" Qin Zheng was biting his teeth, but the next second, he was licking his smiling face, and he took out a check from his pocket.

"Here, here I am."

With his other hand, he drew a few numbers on the check.

Then, bending over, respectfully handed the check to song Qinbei, smiling like an ancient eunuch, "Mr. Song, please accept it."

Tang Xin, who is eating melon, is tongue tied.

Isn't that great?

But song Qinbei is a good guy. He's a good man.

Tang Xinxin quietly gave song Qinbei a thumbs up.

Song Qinbei did not receive the check, but anzuo did.

Song Qinbei's cold eyes were full of disgust, and his voice was cold to the bone. "Next time, don't let me meet you."

Qin Zheng smiles like a pug, "yes, yes..."

My heart is bleeding.

Song Qinbei turned to go. After walking for a few steps, he stopped and looked at Tang Xin, a melon eating girl who was not too busy to watch. He said, "don't you go yet?"

Tang Xin this just came back to God, she cleverly nodded: "Oh, go, I'll go right away."

As she said that, she was carrying a shopping bag with big and small bags, and was about to leave with the wind under her feet. She was afraid that song Qinbei would treat her just like he did Qin.

The next second, but listen to the man's cold voice, chilly from behind her: "where to?"

Tang Xin's heart clattered. She looked back and said with a smile, "I'm going home, of course."

When Tang Yuan saw this scene, she gave a sneer from the bottom of her heart.

The prince of Jiangcheng is not easy to provoke. It is said that there is not even a female living creature around him.

He just let Qin Zheng eat shriveled.

Now, it seems that Tang Xin is watching the excitement and provoking song Qinbei.

Soon, there will be a good play.

Tang yuan can't wait to see Tang Xin make a fool of herself.

The next second, song Qinbei frowned, and a low, cold voice came: "don't you get on the bus soon?"

Get in the car?

Tang Yuan and Qin Zheng look at each other: can a bitch like Tang Xin be invited to get on the bus by song Qinbei?

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