1052: C1052 Intentions

C1052 Intentions

"How could that be?"

Ouyang Qing'an smiled helplessly and pinched her cheek again.

He liked Xue Xue'er very much. Her skin was smooth and moist, like an egg that had been peeled off, but also like smooth lychee meat.

When he had nothing to do, he would pinch her a few times, and her fingers would also be smooth.

"Dad, Mommy."

The two kids had just finished class, so they threw themselves at the two of them.

Ouyang Qing'an let go of Xue Xue'er and held the two kids in his arms. They kissed each other on the face.

"Wow."

Nianxue used her fingers to push his face away and complained in a low voice, "Dad, you didn't shave. It's so painful to touch."

Although Jiaze did not say anything, he looked disgusted.

Ouyang Qing'an was stunned. He touched his face and smiled apologetically to the two little ones.

"When we go back, daddy will shave."

He kissed the two little babies again and looked at Lin Qin, who was at the side.

"Take them back first."

"Yes, CEO."

Lin Qin agreed and took the two little ones into the car. The two of them looked at Ouyang Qing'an and then looked at Xue Xue'er, blinking mischievously.

Father and mommy must be going to a meeting!

Xue Xue'er felt a little embarrassed when she was looked at by the strange gossipy eyes of the two little ones.

"Hurry up and go back. Why are you smiling?"

"Okay, let's go. Dad, mommy, happy date."

After saying that, the two of them followed Lin Qin and left.

Only Ouyang Qing'an and Xue Xue'er were left. He smiled lightly and pulled his own car in her hand.

"I'm your driver tonight. I'll take you to eat something delicious."

Ouyang Qing'an was in high spirits. Xue Xue'er looked at his loving smile and the corners of her eyes also had a smile.

She liked this kind of him.

The unhappiness during the day gradually dissipated.

Ouyang Qing'an's car was very fast. In a few minutes, he stopped outside a restaurant called "Fry."

This restaurant was a famous scenic restaurant in the city.

The interior was decorated in a European style. There was a piano in the middle of the hall and a famous pianist was playing.

If you want to listen to any music, you can directly play it.

Of course, such a piece was expensive.2

There was also a clear spring here. The environment was quiet and elegant. The people who came and went were all guests with status, so they wouldn't make a loud noise.

In addition, the red wine and food here were all very good, so it became one of the most stylish restaurants in the city.

"I've booked a private room."

Ouyang Qing'an parked the car and walked in with Xue Xue'er. He said, "The signature dishes here are quite delicious. I've ordered them for you. Tonight is our world."

Xue Xue'er blushed slightly when she heard him.

The two of them walked to the second floor. Before they reached the door of the private room, they saw a pair of familiar people.

It was Yang Xiong and his daughter!

"What bad luck."

Xue Xue'er muttered in a low voice. Her good mood was also ruined.

Ouyang Qing'an gently patted her shoulder.

"Don't argue with this kind of person."

It was not worth delaying their good mood.

"I know, I just can't help it."

Xue Xue'er took a deep breath. She wanted to pull Ouyang Qing'an into the private room, but she did not expect Yang Xiong and his daughter to see them when they turned around.

“ Yo."

Yang Xiong narrowed his eyes and smiled proudly.

"President Ouyang, what brings you here? Thanks to you, my daughter and Chief Huang are getting married."

Chief Huang?

Ouyang Qing'an looked behind Yang Xiong and suddenly understood.

Director Huang was a famous merchant in the city, and he was also a famous "dissolute man" in the business world.

Yang Xiong was willing to use his own daughter to seduce him.

His eyes were not friendly, and Yang Xiong was still talking non-stop.

"President Ouyang, the tides have turned. We'll write off everything that happened before, and we'll have to settle the score after that. I heard that Anzheng Company wants to do the Hundred Spirits Green Land project, right?"

Ouyang Qing'an replied coldly.

"Yes, why?"

"I want to join in too. I want to have a bite of the cake."

Yang Xiong took two steps forward and stared at Ouyang Qing'an. The smile on his face became more and more vulgar.

"We will share the good ones. President Ouyang, we will always let you eat the meat if there is nothing else. We will drink the soup. This time, I will not be polite."

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