Chapter 226

But thinking about it, an Zhenyang doesn't know where he offended the reputation.

He has no way to refuse such an appointment. No matter what happens, he still has to bite the bullet, because the other party has a high reputation and is a dark horse in Jiangcheng. His decisive style and iron fist means can't offend!

Royal one, private room 1548.

Shengyu sat in the sofa with his legs crossed and stared coldly at the door. His mood was extremely gloomy.

Only others have been waiting for him, but this time, an Zhenyang didn't come.

Five minutes later.

The door was finally pushed open, and an Zhenyang appeared in his sight. As soon as he came in, he closed the door and walked towards the man in the scarlet sofa in front, "Mr. Sheng, I'm sorry, the traffic jam has kept you waiting."

"Sit down." The famous legs were still overlapping, and the cold eyes flashed over him.

As soon as he opened his lips, the temperature in the room immediately fell below zero.

An Zhenyang felt his back cold and sat down trembling. His wrinkled face was full of puzzlement. He opened his mouth carefully, "I don't know what Mr. Sheng is looking for me... What's the matter?"

"There's something I'd like to ask you for help." The famous voice was very cold. It said it was help, but there was no smell of request.

He put down his legs, leaned forward, stretched out his hand and poured two cups of Earl tea. One was put in front of him and the other was carried by himself. His voice was very cold. "You'd better not mix Anxin's marriage with Ou Mengru."

"..." an Zhenyang was stunned, "Mr. Sheng, this is our family business."

"I want to mix." The reputation of cold eyes swept to him, "no matter family or not, they must get married as soon as possible." That tone is not negotiable at all.

An Zhenyang trembled in his heart and accepted his eyes. He only felt that his eyes were colder than the night!

He really couldn't figure out what it was about?

But he didn't dare to ask, but he didn't want to promise because of him. He was annoyed for the difficulty, but he didn't dare to express it. The expression on his face was also uncertain, changed and changed, protesting in silence.

His expression made the chill on the famous and handsome face heavier, and the cold tone seemed to freeze the air around him. "I'll discuss with you with my mouth today, but I won't use my mouth tomorrow."

An Zhenyang's heart sank and was surprised by his tough attitude.

He drank up the warm Earl tea in the cup, lifted down the cup and got up to leave.

"..." leaving this middle-aged man, the elder man sat in the sofa with a decadent face.

When an Zhenyang drove home, it was very late. He was absent-minded all the way. His mood became very bad because of his reputation.

As soon as I entered the door, I heard Su Xiuling on the phone. His expression was very happy, which made him cold.

Su Xiuling said, "Anxin, it's best to pick a beautiful scenic spot and take wedding photos together. When you go out of the sea, the location is very beautiful, isn't it? Everyone is familiar with Jiangcheng. It is inevitable that it will hit the scenery. Young people have to make something different. "

An Zhenyang, with a cold face and clenched fist, stood at the door waiting for the call to end.

"Anxin, do you live with Mengru? As a man, you should take the initiative and know... "Su Xiuling inadvertently turned around and bumped into the cold face. Her throat was stuck. After a while, she recovered her calm," well, your father came back and I'll give him water to take a bath. Don't talk first. Call your mother if you have something. "

Put the mobile phone, Su Xiuling came to the man at the door, "Zhenyang, how are you thinking?"

"Why did reputation intervene?" An Zhenyang asked coldly, "what does it have to do with Anxin whether he gets married?"