What did he say?

As if she suspected that she had heard it wrong, there was a "buzzing" sound in her ears, stimulating her eardrums bit by bit.

child?

"Don't joke with me, please, please don't joke with me..." She grabbed Rong Jincheng's arm with both hands, with a confused panic and terrified light in her eyes.

She was scared.

"So great reaction?" Rong Jincheng tsk, lowered his head and pinched her face, "I'm just kidding you."

"Stop making such jokes, it's really not funny at all." She was scared and panicked.

"You're thinking too much. How old is Rong Jincheng? He is only twenty-two years old, a child? I hate children very much."

Han Yurou's hand, which was holding his arm tightly, relaxed and hung down.

That's good.

Rong Jincheng glanced at her: "Check it and go down to have breakfast. I don't want to wait too long. My friends are still waiting for me in the racing stadium."

"good……"

Rong Jincheng walked downstairs, he was not used to getting up so early.

When he was abroad, he would go to the bar to play at night and take a break in the dormitory in the morning, and he lived a messy life.

Now that he has constraints after returning to China, his life has become more and more regular.

When he thought of having to manage three companies in the future, he had a headache.

When it really comes to that time, will he still have the energy to spend money on the whole world? Wouldn't that be dying of pain?

As for people, they will be able to die if they have too much appetite.

If he had known this, he would have no choice but to the Qiao family.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but call Qiao Sinian.

He slowly took out his cell phone, dialed Qiao Sinian's number, and calmly forked a cucumber with his other hand and bit it down.

"Mr. Qiao, it's early."

"What's the matter?" Qiao Sinian just came out of the gym and was about to take a shower.

"Can't you care about Master Qiao if you're fine? My friend held a racing competition today. Will Master Qiao come to play?"

“Not interested.”

"That's a pity. Master Qiao's life has lost a lot of fun."

Qiao Sinian coldly held the corner of his lips without saying a word.

"If Mr. Qiao wants to come, you can call me anytime. We can still be friends in the future, right? Mr. Qiao, you don't like to play this or that, then do you have any interests? I can be a companion."

"kill."

"..." Rong Jincheng's neck chilled.

Forget it, this hobby is a little too advanced.

"Don't call me such nonsense in the future." Qiao Sinian warned.

"When will you leave the capital? When did you leave, tell me, fortunately, I changed the sign of "Jiao Family" to "Rong Family" that day, right?"

No matter how calm Rong Jincheng's tone was, he couldn't suppress his inner complacency.

Rong's company has had many dealings with Qiao's family, and without exception, they lost all the money.

Now, he wins a set back as soon as he returns to China. Why is he unhappy?

General Rong Jianguo said that he was ignorant of his studies and was unable to achieve great things, and was a second-generation ancestor.

Oh, is there a second-generation ancestor as powerful as him? He doesn't believe it.

"Rong Jincheng, one day, you have to fall hard once before you can remember."

"Was Mr. Qiao falling once this time? Do you have a memory?"

Qiao Sinian was too lazy to talk to Rong Jincheng, so she didn't reply and hung up the phone directly.

He had walked back to the bedroom, with sweat beads brought by the exercise after he was working out, and his abs and perfect figure were looming under his clothes.
Chapter completed!