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367 The house is just a trade item, and I didn't let you make a trade

In the park near the office building.

Qiao Shen sat on the rest chair and looked ahead with indifferent expression.

This park is facing his company. In the past, he could only look down at most of the park by standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of his office, and he could overlook most of the park. Now, he could only see a small area in front of him.

Withered yellow leaves and withered flowers shook in the autumn wind.

All the details are enlarged before your eyes.

He doesn't like this feeling.

"What do you think so sensible?" Feng Qingyang sat down on the other side of the bench, took out a cup of coffee and a bacon sandwich and handed it over, "Eat whatever you want."

Qiao Shen took a look, took a sip expressionlessly, and the bitter taste of pure black coffee filled the whole mouth. He frowned, but drank half a cup in one breath, and then finished the sandwich in big mouthfuls.

Feng Qingyang was stunned by the coffee and sandwich with one hand.

She bought the pure black coffee she wanted to make up for him, but she didn't expect him to take medicine.

"You are so bitter and revengeful, are you still unhappy if you snatch someone else's woman?"

Feng Qingyang did not forget the scene he saw in the hospital. The man he grabbed looked at Si Wenwen, and Feng Qingyang subconsciously felt that Qiao Shen bullied others with his power.

Qiao Shen didn't know what she was saying, frowned and said, "What are you talking about?"

Feng Qingyang glanced at the restaurant: "Aren't you negotiating?"

If Feng Qingyang hadn't suddenly come out to disrupt the situation, Qiao Shen and Zhang Yeting might have already started to do it. Qiao Shen denied coldly: "No."

He lowered his eyes, moved his wrists, and his face turned cold.

Feng Qingyang couldn't help but be curious when he saw his face that was blackened to the bottom of the pot. He was still unhappy when he got it. What was he going to do?

Qiao Shen lowered his hand and said, "What are you doing there? Blind date?"

That man Qiao Shen had met, Ruifeng Electronics' Shaodong. Ruifeng Electronics' company headquarters is also in a nearby building. Feng Qingyang appeared here, and the two of them were in the same frame again, which is very likely.

Feng Qingyang shrugged his shoulder and said, "If you know, you still ask."

The Feng family has only one daughter like Feng Qingyang, which is the best bargaining chip for marriage. Feng Qingyang has been hiding for so many years, and as he grows older, blind dates have become more frequent.

Qiao Shen listened to Feng Qingyang's helpless complaints and pulled the corner of his lips and said, "Since he is unwilling to be treated with tools, why not leave the Feng family and become independent by himself?"

Qiao Shen knew about the Feng family, so he did not sympathize with her. Feng Qingyang wanted to become the heir of the Feng family and be the leader in the future, but it was obviously impossible for the Feng family to favor boys over girls.

"The Feng family has let you practice for so many years, and you have the ability to do so."

Feng Qingyang turned his head and looked at Qiao Shen, and said with a cold smile: "Do you have to go independent and start from scratch?"

"Although I am not favored by the Feng family, I am still the eldest lady of the Feng family. With the aura of the Feng family, the people outside can only sell my face. If I were no longer the eldest lady of the Feng family, how many people would be willing to listen to me with this face?"

She hates the Feng family, who prefers boys over girls, but she also enjoys the convenience brought to her by the Feng family and the respect she has received.

After leaving the Feng family, she was nothing.

Qiao Shen sneered, "There are different classes and different thinking patterns." Some people are born at the top and can look down on everything, but the top people also have their worries."

However, Feng Qingyang's little troubles seemed to be pretentious in Qiao Shen's opinion.

He stood up and said, "I don't want to listen to Miss Feng, so I'll leave."

Feng Qingyang wanted to say something, but saw Qiao Shen walking forward in his pocket with both hands.

She was stunned, who...

Qiao Shen returned to the office, and his cold appearance made people around him dare not approach him easily.

At the front desk, the tension between General Manager Qiao and a man has spread in the company. You should know that Qiao Shen has never been exposed and has never put aside his hatred for someone.

In the office, Qiao Shen stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, overlooking the park, looking at time.

Zhang Yeting dared to come back to find Qiao Ying, and his assistant around him didn't look simple...

A ding reminder came from the email address. He came to his senses and walked to the computer to open the email. His eyes became colder and his fists clenched.

Not long after Zhang Yeting found Qiao Ying, Qiao Shen asked his friends in the United States to investigate him. Although the information was not too in-depth, it was enough to have these...

He sneered, his eyes shining with a cold light.

Zhang Yeting...

...

Not long after, Qiao Ying got the news that the house had been sold, and it was sold at a high price. Qiao Ying held the phone and looked surprised and said, "Mr. Fu is different."

Qiao Ying habitually thought that the person who bought the house wanted to curry favor with Fu Hanchuan and bought the house.

On the other end, Fu Hanchuan said lightly: "I have a friend who just wants to take action on another house you want, you can go and take a look."

Qiao Ying was stunned and felt that Fu Hanchuan's efficiency was too fast, but she didn't think much about it and went to the new property after asking for the address.

Shujinyuan is a high-end property, not only close to Hengguang School District, but also has the best environmental quality in this area because it is close to Beishan. Qiao Ying is a little worried that the housing prices will not be able to bear it, but when she walked out of the elevator and saw the person standing at the door, her steps stopped.

"Why are you?"

In front, Pei Xian was wearing a straight suit and smoking a cigarette in a leisurely position. Seeing Qiao Ying coming, he raised his head, his eyes faintly swept, and said, "Is there any problem?"

"Is this your room?"

As soon as the property in Shujinyuan was launched, it was sold out. Qiao Ying thought that the original owner paid the debt to Fu Hanchuan, but she never thought it would be Pei Xian.

She frowned: "What Fu Hanchuan told you?"

When she thought of something, she asked again: "You bought that house?"

Pei Xian said: "Don't you come to see the house? There are so many questions."

He pressed the password, opened the door and walked in first. The house was well-decorated and the furniture inside was also complete.

Qiao Ying's mind was no longer on the house. Pei Xian was talking about the appliances in the kitchen. Qiao Ying couldn't help but interrupt him and said, "I don't think I can afford it."

As she said that, she turned around and wanted to leave. Pei Xian glanced at her and said, "Why, because it's my house, don't dare?"

Qiao Ying's footsteps fell, and Pei Xian continued: "The house is just a trading item, and I didn't let you do the transaction."

Qiao Ying's face turned red, she took a deep breath, and she couldn't respond to what she wanted to say.

Qiao Ying is no longer the Qiao Ying she used to be. She lost the calmness and indifference of looking at Fengyun with a smile, and now she is just a struggle in the vortex of Fengyun.

Pei Xian is still the gentleman and smart Pei Xian. He knows that Lian Liang is her child and also knows her intention to buy a house.

Qiao Ying exhaled heavily and said calmly: "There is nothing to dislike such a good house. It's just that I don't want your sympathy, nor can I buy it for so much money."

She knew the price of the property here, so it was impossible to buy it with her financial resources, especially the house that had been decorated with the best building materials.

Pei Xian glanced at her and walked to the living room. He stood on the balcony and looked at the shadow of the northern mountain opposite. The view ahead was wide, and the outline of the distant mountain was close to him, and it was rolling. The spring flowers were blooming, the fragrance of summer, the red maple maple in the autumn moon, the warm sun in winter, and all seasons were in his eyes. That was the rest of his life with her that he once thought about...

He said, "This house was originally my wedding house, but it is no longer available. I don't plan to keep the house for others to live in. If you don't want it, I will still sell it to others."

"But I think it's the most appropriate to sell it to you."

He turned his head and his faint eyes fell on Qiao Ying.

At this time, Qiao Ying felt that the blood in her body was like ice water flowing, which made her tremble all over. She felt like she was cutting another knife, slashing her sword.

She and Pei Xian were the ones who decided to get married. So the wedding room he mentioned, the hostess... was her.

Qiao Ying didn't know that Pei Xian had bought the house here and quietly decorated it to make a wedding house.

And what he said was that he didn't plan to stay for other people, but other people... were other women who could be qualified to be Mrs. Pei.

Pei Xian has always been pampering and respecting women. How could he allow his wife to be wronged and let her live in this house with a history?

So, for him, the house in her hands was his letting go of the past and he was no longer nostalgic.

He took back all his feelings, and he would not want the feelings that bet on this house.

She had nothing to complain about, but she firmly proposed to break up, and she didn't even have the qualification to be jealous and heartbroken.

Qiao Ying bit her lower lip and tried her best to control her emotions. She said, "Okay, if you don't have enough money, I'll find another way."

Pei Xian said a number, which was only 800,000 yuan higher than the price she sold the original house. That 800,000 yuan was not enough to buy the electrical appliances and furniture here.

For him, the feelings he doesn't want will become cheap. But for Qiao Ying, it's something she will never find again in her life.

Blood was dripping in her heart, she forced a smile, held back her sobs, and said only one word: "Okay."

She can say that she bought a house worth tens of millions at a bargain price, but she won’t lose money...

Qiao Ying had already owed Fu Hanchuan five million, so when she asked Fu Hanchuan to help sell the house, she didn't take the check. Now she still had to borrow another 800,000 from Fu Hanchuan.

I took another 800,000 check from Fu Hanchuan, and Qiao Ying handed it over to Pei Xian, and got Shujinyuan's real estate certificate.

Seeing Qiao Ying's car leaving, Pei Xian glanced lightly at the name on the check, and it was the money borrowed by Guan Fu Hanchuan. Fu Hanchuan turned into her wallet.

Pei Xian put the check in his pocket with a cold expression, held the steering wheel with both hands, and looked at the real estate exchange across the street.

Zhang Yeting "cares" about Qiao Ying. It won't be long before he can find out his house and exchange it with Qiao Ying's?

It depends on what he thinks.

Pei Xian refused to admit that when he knew that Zhang Yeting and Qiao Ying had an inseparable love-hate entanglement, it was like a canvas being painted with twenty-four colors, and it was a mess, and it was impossible to tell what it was.
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