The husband of the richest man who is beautiful and miserable is a love brain

Chapter 29 Accidental Friendship
Xu Xiang was caught off guard for a moment, but the expression control quickly eased. She smiled lightly and asked casually:
"I'm not Xu Xiang, so who am I?"

Sang You was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled: "Yes, who else are you if you are not Xu Xiang!"

He really didn't turn his head around for a while, how could he have such wild doubts!

"I've heard people say that the rest of your life is the second rebirth of a person. Your state of mind has changed too much from before. I'm a little surprised, but it's a good thing!"

Xu Xiang just smiled.

She dared not hang around for too long with someone who was called a medical freak.

Xu Xiang got up: "Okay, I don't dare to stay alone with you for too long. Last time you left without saying goodbye, I thought what happened to you because Lu Yanchen was jealous. I was so scared that I didn't recover for several days."

Before taking two steps, Sangyou suddenly stopped:
"correct."

"I brought some mangoes from Willase. I'll have the servant cut them up later. You can taste them. The flesh is thick and the juice is very sweet. I brought them specially for you."

A cold light flashed across Xu Xiang's eyes, and when he turned around again, there was a gentle politeness on his face:
"Sorry, I'm allergic to mangoes."

"Really? I'm sorry, I didn't do enough homework, and I'll bring you some other fruits next time." Sang You seemed to know it for the first time.

Xu Xiang nodded his thanks with a smile, then turned around and strode away.

Fortunately, there is the blessing of the memory of the original owner. If not, let alone Lu Yanchen who is close to her pillow, just take Sangyou and Xu Ji as examples. The way they look at her makes her feel a little precarious.
Sangyou watched the door being closed, and the thought in his eyes gradually faded away.

It was really his illusion.

Sangyou took out his mobile phone when he had time to find that he had 79 unread messages.

There are three replies from my friend, lawyer Qi, to his posthumous affairs, which are extremely indifferent, one and two are two electronic documents, and the second is a paragraph of text:
[Please sign as soon as possible.Also, I need to deduct 20.00% of your estate as remuneration. 】

Sangyu: .
Inadvertently making friends.

Even the punctuation marks are cold-blooded.

[20.00% is too expensive. In order to prevent you from earning such black-hearted and wicked money, I decided to wait for a while. 】

The remaining 76 messages, except for a few work-related ones, and the remaining 69 messages are all unread messages from [Scumbag].

[Scumbag:? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? 】

[Scumbag:? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? 】

[Scumbag:? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? 】

Dozens of question marks are not enough to express the owner's strong doubts.

At the end of the brush, there are only a few human words:
[Scumbag: You fucking took the wrong medicine? 】

After a few minutes:
[Scumbag: Please return the phone to the original owner, thank you. 】

Sang You's face was caressed by the spring breeze, with a teasing smile at the end of his eyes, he replied:
[Sorry, wrong post. 】

As soon as the message was sent, the top of the screen was immediately typing——

[Scumbag: Posted it wrong?You can send this wrong, you are awesome! 】

[Scumbag: Yoyo, this is the end of it, when did you talk about it, why didn't I know? 】

[Scumbag: It's unreasonable, you can find a girlfriend like this. (resentment)】

[Sangyou: Maybe it's not a girlfriend? 】

He was in a hurry, every time halfway through typing, the next message from the other party came up again, and he had to delete it again and reorganize the language
[Scumbag: Let me just say that your words are obviously wrong, how dare you treat your girlfriend]

[Scumbag: How is it, are you comfortable? 】

[Slag cat: I haven't tried foreign girls yet]

[Scumbag: Good brother, when I get my pocket money for next month, I'll go find you and show me around. 】

Sangyu's face instantly swayed.

He put the phone upside down on the table, out of sight.

Sure enough, the wild cat knew it was better.

(End of this chapter)