Sweet Beloved Reborn

Xi Ze had two photos. The first was a photo of the four people at the dining table. Qinghuan rested her head on Qiu Rong while Xi Ze squatted at the front with his father behind her. From the posture, it was Xi Ze holding his hand to take a selfie.

The second photo was an old photo with a young couple and two children in the dining room. Little Qinghuan was laughing, Little Xi Ze was messing around, Qiu Rong looked helpless, and Xi’s father was holding his wife.

It was a very heartwarming scene.

On the other hand, his friends found that Xi Ze, the little brother-in-law’s Weibo ID had been added. When they saw his official ID news, they were stunned for three seconds and then bombed his gang area.

Xi Ze’s identity is: Crown Prince of the Mang Group.

Those two simple and rough words hit the rhythmic Little Treasure and the black faces of the night.

“Hanhan, Hanhan, ever since I’ve been a fan of Qinghuan, I like to see this kind of charming face. Little brother Hanhan is doing pretty!”

“Mom, this pair of golden boy and jade girl — immortal boy and girl in waiting of a divine house is too cute. I want to steal it!” “!”

“I, Ming Treasure, was practically a little girl when I was young. Ming You, my mother, I love you = 3 =”

“Didn’t you think about it this year?” This surname is so little, did you not think about it when you were in a family?

“God, he is rich and handsome. Hanhan, isn’t he a pretty boy? He has never been sick since he was young.”

“Mommy, look here. I’m your wife.”

“Bro Ming You, are you still able to hug you now?”

“This gene is pure and natural.”

“Bro, ask Dad, when will you pick me up?”

The plot flipped over too quickly. He thought that Xi Ze was just a little guy who had fallen for Qinghuan’s popularity, but he was Crown Prince of the Mang Group.

Another super rich second generation!

Someone couldn’t help but curse, “Is the Gang-circle now the base of these generations?”

In front of the reporters, the CEO of the Mang Group admitted the identity of his son, Xi Ze, and the sullen uncle smiled kindly in front of the camera, “I hope the media friends can help supervise his son and make him a good young man who is valuable to society.”

The comments were followed by the gang.

“Papa of be poker-faced is so cute.”

“God… society is young.”

After the game ended, Qinghuan was separated from the Xi Ze family. Xi Ze wanted to send his parents to the airport while Qinghuan was ready to walk around with her.

After leaving the restaurant, Qinghuan pressed the hat above her head. By the side, Yi Sisi looked around warily and asked, “Sis Yan, shall we go back?”

It was already evening and there were cars on both sides of the road. It was impossible to tell where the guards were hiding.

“I still have time to shop first,” Before she came, she had even said that she wanted Hanhan to go out of the city. Since he couldn’t shake him off, it was better to have fun.

Qinghuan and Yi Sisi left, while Yu Fei followed behind with the bodyguard Lu Chengze. Because it was Gong Street, he walked.

It was summer vacation, and there were many people in the city. The air was filled with rich fragrance. There were skewers, all kinds of blackboard burned, and some local snacks from Fan Cheng.

“Hello, may I ask if this piece of cake is eaten or salty?” Qinghuan stopped in front of a handmade pastries stall.

The Empress Dowager smiled and handed her a piece with her teeth. “Each taste is different. There are sweetness and salty, but you little girls like Hanhan’s mouth. Please try it.”

Because it was hand-made on the spot, the restaurant’s teeth were cut off for the tourists to taste.

Qinghuan chose a delicious taste. The small pastry was sweet and not greasy, with the fragrance of fruit. The texture of the pastry was very soft, and it was a little similar to the crisp yellow.

Qinghuan pointed one by one and said, “Please pack a portion for me.”

Taking over the box, Qinghuan chose a taste of the taste that Xu Ningzhou liked. She found that the taste was very good and then re-packed it separately.

This separately packed Qinghuan was sent to express delivery. This was something that Fan Cheng’s local specialty snacks were not sold outside.

The rest was to pack and bring them back to eat.

After a while more, Qinghuan and Yi Sisi were filled with things before heading back to the parking area.

Opening the car door, Qinghuan sat in the passenger seat while Yi Sisi drove.

It took him more than half an hour to make a trip. Hanhan had many cars in the evening, so he drove very slowly. When he left the city, he started speeding up. The road ahead was a slippery road. Yan thought about slowing down, and suddenly realized that the brakes didn’t respond.

“What’s wrong?” Qinghuan, who was looking at her phone, noticed Hanhan’s uneasy legs.

“Brake,” Yi Sisi replied in a slightly odd tone. “The brakes didn’t respond.”

The sound fell and a car in front of them sped in that direction. The young man was very dumbfounded with the light on. Heng Sisi was already frightened, but her eyes were shaken by the light. Suddenly, Hanhan lost control of the car and Qinghuan clung onto the armrest tightly.

The gossip reporters following behind suddenly let out a “f*ck”, and there was a frenzy of filming and recording.

There was an ear-piercing sound of brakes coming from the corner of the carriage. The Turkey turned on the light lamp and brushed past the car, giving it a temporary opening. The uncontrollable Hanhan slammed into the fence by the roadside and made a sound of collision.

The brat who was hit didn’t leave and stopped. The car door opened and two middle-aged men walked out with batons in their hands. Under the shimmering lights, they could still see the tattoos on their cheeks.

“Is this a kidnapping?” The reporter in the distance whispered while recording the video.

The two men reached out to pull the car door open and found that the car door was dead. However, the glass of the car had been treated and couldn’t see what was inside. The next second, they raised the iron bars and roughly started to close the window.NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

In the car, Qinghuan and Yi Sisi were both injured. Qinghuan’s head hit the windshield and her forehead was bleeding.

She was so frightened that she was about to open the door. Qinghuan grabbed her wrist and said, “Don’t open it.”

Only then did Yi Sisi notice that Qinghuan’s forehead was bleeding. Her voice was filled with anxiety. “Sis Yan, you’re injured.”

Qinghuan felt so much pain that stars were rising in front of her, but when she said that the brakes were off, she knew that the brakes had been tampered with. The other person clearly had a hand on them, so she quickly confirmed her guess that Hanhan had been modified, but the window couldn’t resist such violent attacks.

In the wilderness of the suburbs, the two of them were in a daze.

The sound of knocking on the window was too terrifying. She cried helplessly, “Sis Yan, what should we do now?”

Qinghuan took out her phone and the screen was raised but there was no signal.

“Pah!”

After the huckster knocked over a dozen times, the window was broken. In the dark night, there was an ear-piercing scream from her.