"What about the things?" Ouyang raised his hand. The bodyguard behind him immediately took out a document from his briefcase and handed it to him respectfully.

Ouyang didn't dare to see the land transfer agreement. His hands were shaking.

Although he has made a decision, now if he really wants to hand over the agreement, his heart is like a knife cutting, and he is reluctant to take it out.

The paper on his hand seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, which made his arms stiff. He didn't know how to move to Xi Muhan.

Xi Muhan's old Han was a little impatient, and he didn't wait for Ouyang to take the initiative to hand over the document, so he took it from him.

The document was suddenly withdrawn by a big hand. Ouyang was so surprised that he quickly reached for it and said, "give it back to me."

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he was caught by a generous hand. Old Han had a document in one hand and looked at old Ouyang in the other hand, which was meaningful. "Chairman Ouyang, this contract belongs to our young master now."

Yes! This contract is no longer his.

Ouyang watched Han hand over the document to Xi Muhan, and his bodyguard immediately took out his pen to sign for Xi Muhan.

Xi Muhan's handwriting is very beautiful. In the past, he would certainly appreciate it.

But now, looking at the pen in Xi Muhan's hand, as if Xi Muhan's name was not written on the contract, but on the tip of his heart, his eyebrows wrinkled little by little.

Every stroke, stabbed his heart blood dripping, pain incomparable.

At the moment of writing, the document came into effect.

Old man Ouyang's strength seemed to be pulled away.

Sitting on the sofa, he turns a deaf ear to Ouyang HaoChen's concern.

He can't hear anything, he can't see anything, he just knows——

His land is gone!

Xi Muhan put up the signed agreement and left a copy on the tea table. It was for old man Ouyang. When he got up and left, he looked at old man Ouyang coldly.

His body no longer he just entered the high spirited, looking back at Ouyang HaoChen, he did not see any worry on his face.

Xi Muhan's lips hook a light but seeping cold radian, "I hope you are worthy of your grandfather bet on this land."

Unfortunately, Ouyang is a successful businessman, but he is not a good gambler. His bet on Ouyang HaoChen is doomed to lose all his money.

Out of the club, Xi Muhan took a look at the gray sky outside the window and sneered.

That day, probably not too far away.

……

Yu Qiqi just went upstairs to take a nap. When she got up and went downstairs, huangfujing and Jiang Shanshan were gone. Xi Muhan was the only one sitting in the living room. At his feet, Xiao MI was lying down and sleeping.

"Brother Han, when did you come back?"

Yu Qiqi came to Xi Muhan. Xi Muhan put a hand around her waist and took her into his arms. His thin lips pasted her hair. He said in a warm voice, "you came back when you were sleeping."

"Oh, oh." Yu Qiqi cleverly lay down in Xi Muhan's arms and asked, "have you had dinner?"

"I ate it outside."

Xi Muhan circles her waist to read a book. The position of the book is just in front of Yu Qiqi. Two people are reading in the sofa.