She thought it was Tang Yi who came back. As soon as she opened the door, a red head popped in from the door. The head raised a smiling face, "hi ~? Little beauty."

Downing looked at him without saying a word.

"Cough." He coughed a little, and in the expressionless eyes of the other side, he also said, "that Are you still angry? "

"Angry?"

"Not angry? If you don't get angry "Zhiyuan and I have been good friends for more than 20 years. He is not bad. You will know when you associate."

Tang Ning's voice was a little louder: "Xu Zhiyuan? Association? "

Red hair light cough a, "your voice don't be so loud, I secretly came here to apologize, was known to far know that he would kill me." He took a furtive look around and squeezed a little into the room. Tang Ning was at the door, and he was not allowed to come in.

She held her chest in her hands and looked at him coldly. "I don't know what you're talking about. Can you roll? I'm going back to rest. "

Red hair looked at her suspiciously, as if she was a little strange, and just saw the feeling is not the same.

"That..." He squinted at her, "are you Tang Qing?"

He was quick.

"No," downing said coldly

"Ah..." Red hair startled, can't help but step back, a pair of peach blossom eyes up and down to scan her for a while, then quietly exclaimed, "God."

Downing put his hands around his chest. "Can you roll?"

"Roll, roll, roll, roll." Hongmao knew that he had messed up again this time. He took a few steps and rolled back with a shy face, "that Can you hide it for me? Just think I'm not here tonight. "

Downing looked at him as if he were dead.

"Come on I just want to set up my brother. " Red hair resentfully touched his nose, as if he had been bullied, and turned around and left.

*

when Tang Yi came back from outside, he took off his black coat. Seeing Tang Ning sitting on the sofa with his hands folded and frowning, he asked, "what's the matter?"

Tang Ning gently frowned, did not answer his question, just asked: "Xu Zhiyuan this person, you check how?"

"Got it." Tang Yi looked at her, and then said, "it's the son of Xu Biao, a London real estate developer. The commercial building we went to a few days ago is the property of their family. In addition, they also operate hundreds of large supermarket chains in London. The jewelry and clothing industry is also very competitive internationally

Downing raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh, or a rich second generation?"

Tang Yi went over and poured a glass of water, moistened his throat, and said calmly, "in terms of life experience, it's no surprise. He is Xu Biao's only son. Her mother is Chinese American. She lives in seclusion with her father all year round. He is in charge of business here in London. "

With these words, Tang Yicai looked at her, and his eyes fell sharply on Downing's face. "Now, can you tell me what happened?"

Downing curled his lips and put his arms around his knees. It is this rich second generation who was born with a fortune of 10 billion and now lives next door to us. "

Tang Yi's eyes were slightly momentary and did not speak.

"He took a fancy to Rongbo's greenhouse food and wanted to stay with his friends for a few days. I don't know if they did it on purpose. I'm a little worried. "