Siheyuan: I Have a Beast System

After waving his hands, Jia Zhengyi twisted his neck and looked at the woman beside Fatty Song.

How about good looks?

How should I put it, on a [-]-point system, I can only give her [-] points.

As for the figure, it is too loose and casual to be seen, but it can only be said that he is tall.

I think it is also a big long leg.

The only thing that catches my eyes is her wheat-colored skin and the short, streamlined hair stuck to the back of her head, which is full of wildness.

It was not a waste of time to make this trip.

"Master Jia?"

"Master Jia..."

Song Gaopeng's expression became unnatural. What does Jia Zhengyi mean by staring at his wife as if he was shopping for vegetables?

The one with a bad face, and Miao Qingqing.

"This is not a wealthy son, he is simply a pervert."

Angry, contemptuous, and disgusted.

However, the difference in status is too great, the son of the Wang family in the south of the Yangtze River is not something she can offend.

Endure it!

Taking a deep breath, Miao Qingqing forced a smile, and stretched out her hand towards the smiling Jia Zhengyi: "Hello Mr. Jia, Miao Qingqing, I'm very glad that you can come to our house as a guest."

"very happy?"

It was quite bearable, Jia Zhengyi laughed cheaply, and took Miao Qingqing's hand: "Tell me, how happy are you?"

"Ah~"

No matter how you answer this, it's just polite, how can he take it seriously?

Miao Qingqing was so stupid when she was asked, she was so stupid that she forgot that her hand was still held by Jia Zhengyi.

"Happy is happy, Mr. Jia can really joke."

Smiling dryly, Song Gaopeng suppressed the unhappiness in his heart, and stepped forward to greet him: "Take a seat quickly, Mr. Jia, the food will be cold after the meal."

"Yes, take a seat, Young Master Jia, please."

Echoing, Miao Qingqing took the opportunity to withdraw her hand, but her palms suddenly felt itchy, and she immediately looked at Jia Zhengyi with wide eyes.

"No outsiders, sister-in-law also sit down and have a few drinks?"

Scratching Miao Qingqing's palm, Jia Zhengyi smiled and glanced at the couple.

"This this……"

Miao Qingqing hesitated, and could see that this bastard had no good intentions for her.

At the same time, she cursed in her heart, she was too bold to do such small tricks in front of her husband.

"Young Master Jia, please sit down and have a few drinks."

The corner of his mouth twitched, and Song Gaopeng turned his head to look at Miao Qingqing: "Honey, go to the kitchen and get the bowls and chopsticks."

"Uh-huh."

Nodding in agreement, Miao Qingqing shot Jia Zhengyi angrily, and shook his hands: "Young Master Jia, did you forget to let go?"

"Ah... yeah... sorry, sorry... I said why are my hands so soft."

Jia Zhengyi pretended to be similar, and quickly let go of Miao Qingqing's hand: "I'm really sorry, sister-in-law, don't get me wrong, I was too busy talking, so I forgot."

"It's good to think about it now."

forget?

Forgot you scratched my palm?

Miao Qingqing didn't expose the bastard, she snorted, turned around and went to the kitchen to get the bowls and chopsticks.

"Sit down, Mr. Jia."

If you don't forget, just let go of your hands. After inviting Jia Zhengyi to sit down, Song Gaopeng felt a little smug in his heart.

The fact that my wife can fascinate the top son brother shows that he has a very good vision.

What's the use of thinking about it, she is already his wife, no matter how itchy she is, she can only be envious, and she is different, she can love her every day.

"You sit too, all sit."

Just as he was about to sit down, Jia Zhengyi saw Miao Qingqing coming out of the kitchen with bowls and chopsticks, and smiled: "I have something to ask, can my sister-in-law sit by my side?"

"what?"

This is too shameless.

Hearing his words, Miao Qingqing was so shocked that she almost knocked over the bowl and chopsticks.

Gradually regaining consciousness, Miao Qingqing suppressed the anger in her heart, and slightly shook her head: "I can sit across from you, and I can also ask."

"Different."

Putting his hands down, Jia Zhengyi looked at Song Gaopeng with a smile: "Old Song...no...Brother Song, when you come to the capital this time, besides being a businessman, you also have an important task. Find a girlfriend. The tutor is strict, and I don't know how to get along with girls, you see?"

"Old Song?"

Seeing that Song Gaopeng hesitated, Miao Qingqing became nervous for a moment, secretly reminding her that this bastard is just pretending, so don't fall for it.

"My son has said so, what else can I say."

Song Gaopeng saw Miao Qingqing's hint, and after carefully thinking about Jia Zhengyi's words and seeing his wife's various inappropriate behaviors, it didn't seem like it was an act.

After all, the first time I went to someone's house as a guest, I just stared at other people's wives, and I didn't hide my lust.

No one but a fool could do such a thing.

Fool?

Jia Zhengyi definitely wasn't.

It can be seen that he usually gets along with people like this.

Coupled with his awesome status, no one dared to remind and stop him, which made him mistakenly think that this is how people get along with each other.

As expected of a son from a top wealthy family, the way he gets along with others is so awesome.

Thinking of this, Song Gaopeng's unhappiness disappeared.

As for men, when they see a beautiful woman, it's normal to be a little distracted.

The difference is that normal people hide their dirty thoughts in their hearts, but Jia Zhengyi just can't hide them.

"Old Song?"

Miao Qingqing's eyes widened, staring at Song Gaopeng with disbelief.

Knowing that Jia Zhengyi is a wolf, but still pushing himself towards him, does this Song still consider himself his wife?

"Don't be old Song, Mr. Jia has something to ask, you just sit there."

After waving his hands, Song Gaopeng unwrapped the packaged meals: "Mr. Jia? Have you chosen the location for the meat joint factory you want to build?"

"elected."

Nodding, Jia Zhengyi let the unhappy Miao Qingqing sit inside, then picked up the wine bottle and handed it over: "When you are on the table, there is no distinction between men and women, high or low, you can say whatever you want, and you can ask whatever you want." Ask and answer, I will not hide it, and neither will you."

"That's not a mess, it's better to have some rules."

For some reason, Miao Qingqing always felt that Jia Zhengyi's words were digging a hole for her.

"As you like."

Seeing her vigilance, Jia Zhengyi stopped teasing her, and sat down with a smile: "By the way, Lao Song, the address of the meat joint factory is Qianmen Tong's Flour Factory..."

"where?"

Song Gaopeng was so familiar with this place, he stood up abruptly, staring at Jia Zhengyi nervously: "You...why did you choose that place?"

"It just happened that someone transferred it, so I made it."

As he said that, Jia Zhengyi stared at Song Gaopeng, and laughed: "I'll tell you a secret. The one who sold the flour mill was a beautiful woman. I heard that she just got divorced not long ago. Do you think I have a chance?"

"Master Jia wants it?"

Song Gaopeng was a little confused, and understood that the person he was talking about was Lou Xiaoye, and if they got together, he would be in danger.

"I don't know how long I will stay in the capital. How can I do it without a woman by my side."

Jia Zhengyi smiled meanly, turned his head to look at Miao Qingqing, and asked for advice seriously: "Women understand women, sister-in-law? Teach me, how can I get a young woman like you into (Hiraki)... ..."

Chapter 232 Please, Be Human

"Mr. Jia, what did you say?"

Miao Qingqing was stupid, and Song Gaopeng was also stupid, and the question was too straightforward.

If it weren't for seeing him humbly asking for advice, Miao Qingqing really wanted to slap this shameless thing.

"Don't understand?"

Jia Zhengyi pretended that what I said was clear enough: "Say it again, sister-in-law? How can I..."

"Don't talk about Mr. Jia, I heard it very clearly."

Say it again, shameless, Miao Qingqing quickly waved her hand to interrupt Jia Zhengyi: "Listen...you heard it very clearly, but...this kind of thing...I...I can't answer you."

"Master Jia?"

Song Gaopeng also took the words with a speechless face: "If you ask such a question, no one is too embarrassed to answer it, so don't embarrass yourself."

"Excuse me?"

Jia Zhengyi chuckled, and nodded as if I understood: "Come on, Lao Song, pour the wine, and when the wine is drunk, I'm ashamed to answer."

"Ah this?"