The intrigue of the wealthy, the counterattack of the secret marriage wife

When Xia Shu heard this, she burst into tears and complained to her agent with a wronged look on her face:

"Hey, I want to complain!" "What's going on? Your security is so lame that they let someone in!"

As she said this, she lowered her head and wiped away her tears. She knew that

I absolutely cannot let this go. After all, they are staying in a five-star hotel and I absolutely cannot let this happen.

Then, Gu Ning walked up to Mrs. Zhang and said politely:

"Excuse me, are you the owner here?"

Mrs. Zhang shook her head in confusion.

"If you don't leave, we'll have to call the police."

Next, the store manager's tone carried a hint of warning.

This scene was short, but only a dozen minutes later, Liu Yun slowly walked over from the corner:

"Xiaoshu, you've worked hard, go to sleep first!"

Xia Shu looked at Liu Yun silently, and returned to his room without saying a word.

Liu Yun curled his lips, waited there for two minutes, then turned around and went back to his bedroom.

Xia Shu was completely exhausted at this point, his entire body submerged in the bathtub.

She closed her eyes and recalled what had just happened.

Mrs. Zhang has been kicked out by the store manager, and she will probably cause trouble for them from time to time.

Xia Shu couldn't help but frown. If Xia Li hadn't come back,

The title of the eldest daughter of the Xia family belongs to her, otherwise she would not have been humiliated like this.

About thirty minutes later, Xia Shu, wrapped in a bath towel, came out of the bathroom.

I picked up the phone and saw that the caller ID was Fang Yanxi.

Xia Shu's eyes rolled around and he suddenly had a brilliant idea.

Fang Yanxi was just sitting around doing nothing in the company, and was about to call Xia Shu.

But as soon as I picked up the phone, I heard crying.

Xia Shu called out hypocritically: "Yan Xi~"

"?" Fang Yanche looked confused.

"Are you okay, Pamphlet?"

Xia Shu was delighted. With her question, his plan was almost certain to go smoothly.

"Yanxi, am I that annoying?"

"What? Why are you asking that?"

“Otherwise, who would come here to cause trouble for me?”

"Were you bullied? Was it the Xia family?"

"No, she's a rich woman who almost killed me!"

Xia Shu lied with open eyes and shamelessly twisted the facts into reality.

If Madam Zhang were here at this moment, she would probably be angry to death again.

Xia Shu cleverly used this trick, explained his situation, and then began to reflect on himself.

"I know I was wrong, but what did I do to make her hate me so much?"

"Yanxi, if I have done anything wrong, you must tell me. Otherwise, if this happens again next time, I will be unable to sleep or eat."

After saying that, Xia Shu hung up the phone, leaving Fang Yanxi with a confused look on her face.

He called his assistant and said, "Go and see what's going on in the hotel where Xiaoshu is staying."

Not long after, the supervisor received an inquiry from his superior. He didn't know what went wrong and asked about the situation.

The assistant reported to Fang Yanxi, who hesitated for a moment and said:

"Regarding my daughter's family problems, I just told them to be strict with my daughter."

After that, she called Xia Shu again:

"Xiao Shu, just stay here. I have already dealt with this matter. No one will bother you anymore."

In order to meet Xia Ling's requirements, the two of them exchanged sweet words with each other.

Aunt Zhang was also very surprised that the management of this restaurant seemed to be getting more and more strict.

Do I have to swipe a card to get on the elevator?

However, Mrs. Zhang did not give up. She did not believe that the eldest daughter of the Xia family would be exposed sooner or later!

.........

In Rome, a man with glasses is looking at his notebook.

He frowned and said with some regret: "Can't determine their location?"

"Sir, I can't do it."

“This is the best our technical department can do!”

"Beijing..." the man with gold-rimmed glasses muttered to himself in awkward Chinese.

In the capital, at the Fang family, Mr. Fang was sitting in his courtyard, holding a yellowish earthenware pot in his hands.

There are some strange patterns carved on the pottery jar.

However, no one could tell that this was a piece of porcelain with a history of thousands of years.

Grandpa Fang’s favorite is this teapot. He fiddled with it in his hands for a whole day, and it was as if it were given life, becoming smoother and smoother.

When Fang Yanche came over, he saw the teapot in Old Man Fang's hand shaking back and forth, as if it would fall down at any time.

Fang Yanche kept his eyes half open and half closed, waiting until Grandpa Fang went to pour water, when he realized there was another person beside him.

The four old men of the Fang family complained angrily: "If I'm not pissed to death, then I'm scared to death by you, a bastard!"

"You asked me to come, how can you blame me?"

Grandpa Fang had just taken a sip of tea and almost choked when he heard this.

Old Master Fang pointed at Fang Yanche helplessly and said, "You! You've never said that to your dad before!"

As soon as Grandpa Fang was mentioned, the smile on Fang Yanche's face disappeared immediately, and he looked as if he didn't take his father seriously.

Grandpa Fang sighed in his heart when he saw this scene, and then he said straight to the point: "You! He is good in every way, but there is a knot in his heart! When the time comes, he can't do whatever he wants! Do you understand?"

Fang Yanche stood there motionless, as if he didn't hear anything.

"Master, do you have something to talk to me about?"

Grandpa Fang snorted coldly. Every time he talked about this matter, Fang Yanche could change the subject.

"Why can't you come if you have nothing to do?" This is also Grandpa Fang's usual routine.

Since he had nothing to do, he called Fang Yanche over, as if he wanted to use this opportunity to ease the conflict between father and son.

"I haven't asked you about what happened just now. Are you..." Old Master Fang narrowed his eyes, looking confident.

"No, no, he's just a clown."

Butler Gu's face turned green. The only one who dared to say that about the Second Young Master Fang was Mr. Fang Yanche.

"No, don't you realize what that young man did?"

"Hmm?" Fang Yanche was stunned. She didn't think about it in this direction.

Fang Yanche looked at Grandpa Fang. He was also a smart man and he immediately heard something from Grandpa Fang's eyes.

"No matter what the purpose is, it's the same ending." Fang Yanche said.

"As long as it doesn't affect your chance to become the heir, your father didn't make you the heir because he had some concerns."

"Yes, that's why some people have such evil ideas."