Chapter 1903： The tyrannical **** of the high cold learning **** (120)

Chapter 1903, The High Cold Learning God of the Stolen School Scum (120)

Then sell it... right?

Bai Weiwei felt that her ability to control her emotions went backwards.

After hearing this sentence, I looked at Xia Hanyang’s face, which was strong and ruthless.

She was shaking and smirking.

Can't laugh, don't laugh.

The system couldn't help it. He snorted and the cookies flew out. "Ha ha ha ha ha, laugh at me, what is this line."

Bai Weiwei barely maintained a stiff expression, and the voices were all shaken. "Selling?"

Xia Hanyang thought she was afraid, and anyone who suddenly owed a few hundred million would be afraid.

He kicked the kicking secretary, "Go, take the contract paper, you must sign the contract."

Contract...selling...

The overbearing president's contract sells lovers.

I feel that writing this kind of presidential novel will be a plot that cannot be sold because it is too old-fashioned.

Bai Weiwei felt that she should cooperate with him.

After all, the plot of such two idiots is rare, and the intellectual retardation is always more joyful.

Bai Weiwei’s feelings of waking up were all gone.

Her expression was adjusted, and she suddenly reached out and grabbed the cuffs of Xia Hanyang. Her fingertips were white and there was an incredible doubt in her eyes.

"Xia Hanyang, but for a period of time, you have to kill so much, you have not been so cold before."

Xia Hanyang felt the power of her fingertips, and the fingertips hit the cufflinks on his cuffs. On the beautiful dark gold buttons, her fingertips were fragile like snowflakes, melting at any time.

He resisted the urge to hold her finger.

Hey, he said with a cold face: "You are wrong. I used to have such a hatred. When I saw you, I wanted to kill you. It would be cheaper for you to sell."

Bai Weiwei's delicate brows wrinkled and his face was ugly. "Selling? I don't know if I can get 200 million, which is to break me up. My organs are not worth so much money."

Xia Hanyang’s eyes are cold, “Who wants your organ?”

Bai Weiwei looks like "ignorance of purity", "otherwise, what do you want me to sell?"

Xia Hanyang: "..."

Bai Weiwei stepped forward and approached him, his face calm and doubtful.

"Do you still want me to do something else?"

Xia Hanyang opened his mouth and thought that he could be cheeky.

Selling and waiting for me.

When my slave is not allowed to run, just listen to me.

These words contain too much meaning. For a time, Xia Hanyang looked at Bai Weiwei’s eyes and doubts, and could not tell.

The secretary has already taken the contract paper. He said aloud: "Summer, what is the contract content printed?"

Xia Hanyang woke up for a moment, he looked at Bai Weiwei, who was calm and ignorant, and suddenly became angry.

Does she think he is still a teenage idiot?

He has a lot of means now, Xia Jia is his.

No one can suppress him.

Xia Hanyang sneered, grabbed her arm, pressed her to the hospital bed, and then pulled the contract paper.

The above is still blank.

He pointed to the space signed at the bottom.

"Don't worry about selling something, you sign me."

Xia Hanyang stuffed her pen in her pocket into her fingers.

Then hold her wrist and force her to sign.

Bai Weiwei struggled and looked at the contract paper with blank content.

This is a scary contract than selling.

This is blank.

If Xia Hanyang writes on her to learn dog barking every day, is she really barking?

He estimated that after being deceived by her, his mentality was distorted. In recent years, he has been uncertain.

(End of this chapter)