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Chapter 450

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Song Qinchen was choked and could not react for a while.

If he was not mistaken, the person who opened the door was An Xiaxia!

Why is she here?

Song Qinchen did not give up and continued to press the doorbell. Sheng Yize, who was cooking, raised his head and asked, "Who is it?"

An Xiaxia smiled awkwardly. "Someone I don't want to see."

After some thought, she added, "You probably don't want to see it either!"

When Song Qinchen heard what she said, her face darkened and she pressed the doorbell even harder!

An Xiaxia could not stand the disturbance and opened the door for her. Song Qinchen, who was about to press the doorbell, almost stumbled and fell to the ground.

She glared at An Xiaxia. An Xiaxia was still wearing Sheng Yize's shirt. Her black hair was loose, and her eyes were bright. She couldn't help but grit her teeth.

"Brother Ze …" She pointed at An Xiaxia with tears in her eyes. "You and her … You … Do you have any respect for me?"

An Xiaxia said sincerely, "No."

Song Qinchen's face turned green. "Why are you here?" Sheng Yize asked in a deep voice.

"I, I …" She lowered her head, not knowing what to say.

How could this be!

When she found out that Sheng Yize hadn't returned to China yet, she wanted to try again to see if she could win his heart back.

He didn't expect An Xiaxia to be here! She was even wearing Sheng Yize's clothes. The intimacy between the two was obvious.

"Brother Ze, can we talk?" Song Qinchen looked at Sheng Yize pleadingly.

Sheng Yize's expression was indifferent. "I have nothing to say to you and I."

"Aren't you afraid that I'll ask Daddy to divest from the Sheng family?" Song Qinchen suddenly raised her voice.

Sheng Yize sneered, "Don't worry, without the Song family's investment, Sheng Shengshi won't collapse. There's no need for Miss Song to worry!"

Song Qinchen looked like she had aged ten years in an instant. Her eyes were filled with sorrow.

Like a madwoman, she vented her anger on An Xiaxia and pounced on her viciously.

"Bitch! It's all because of you. Give me back my brother Ze! Give it back! "

Caught off guard, An Xiaxia was pushed to the ground. She was in so much pain that she was about to cry.

Song Qinchen picked up her bag and was about to throw it at her when she realized that her wrists were being restrained. No matter how hard she struggled, she could not exert any strength.

"Scram!" The extremely cold voice scared her so much that her legs went soft.

Sheng Yize shook her off impatiently. "Miss Song, please go back. If you continue to cause trouble, I'll call the police."

Hot tears rolled down Song Qinchen's cheeks as she cursed, "I will never forgive you!"

In her lifetime, she would definitely let Sheng Yize have a taste of heartache.

She stomped away angrily in her high heels.

Sheng Yize carried An Xiaxia to the sofa and asked with concern, "Are you hurt?"

An Xiaxia shook her head and said helplessly, "Why did she make such a fuss? She's the innocent one and we're the guilty ones."

"Ignore her," said Sheng Yize calmly. Then, he brought breakfast over and fed An Xiaxia personally.

"Hmm … But don't you want to compensate her?"

"I've repaid what I owed her. If she goes overboard again, I won't go easy on her," Sheng Yize explained calmly and ate the rest of the food after feeding An Xiaxia.

An Xiaxia covered her face, feeling a little shy.

To a foodie, the person who fed her first must be her true love! Sob sob sob!

Sheng Yize's phone vibrated. He picked it up and heard Mr. Song's tired voice. "Yize, you disappoint me."

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