Daddy, Pursue Mommy Quickly

Sang Shijun's eyes sank: "make an appointment with him. I'll talk to him personally."

In the coffee shop, sang Shijun and Ivan sit opposite each other.

After explaining his intention, sang Shijun handed Ivan a blank check.

As time went by, Ivan still didn't answer the half ring.

A pair of blue eyes, gushing out of scornful smile.

"I was looking forward to Ms. Xia Bing's performance in the final, but I'm sorry that I hate being forced to do something I don't like with money or power."

Sang Shijun's hand was stunned and her eyebrows suddenly frowned together.

"Originally, judging from her previous works, this time will not be much worse, but..." Ivan shook his head regretfully. "She told me to give her a negative score in my heart for winning the game with such a disgraceful way."

Sang Shijun's hand is tight, the whole figure is a petrified sculpture standing there.

Originally, he did not intend to help Xia Bing through the back door, but his son's request made him feel bloated.

Never disdain to use money, power to achieve their own goals, he also popular this time.

It's just that he seems to have been self defeating.

Ivan didn't take a sip of coffee he ordered.

"I'm sorry, I have something else to do. I'm going to leave first."

Sang Shijun frowned. Seeing that the man was ready, he immediately stood up and stopped the other party.

Ivan frowned and expressed his dissatisfaction.

Sang Shijun's tall figure is a head taller than Ivan, a foreigner.

Always only other people to apologize to him, at the moment, he is slightly bowed his head, expression of infinite guilt.

"Sorry, this is my own decision. Please don't involve Xia Bing's works. She knows nothing about it. She has been working hard for the competition."

"If you are really good for her, please believe in her works, instead of using this kind of vulgar means to win the competition for her!"

When was sang Shijun, who was so superior, reprimanded?

But for the sake of Xia Bing, he would rather put his prestige and self-esteem behind him.

He lowered his eyelids and softened his tone again: "you are right to reprimand. Please don't get involved in Xia Bing's works."

Ivan snorted, "it depends on what happens to her work."

When sang Shijun returned home, sang Yuxin ran to him excitedly: "Dad, how are things going?"

Sangshijun's eyes flashed sharp: "it's all the good things you asked to do!"

Sang Yu believed in God and was stunned.

"What's the matter?" He asked nervously.

Sang Shijun was a little agitated and pulled his tie roughly as he walked to the living room.

"Don't ask. In short, everything depends on your aunt Xia's fate. "

"Ha?" Sang Yuxin was a little withered and frowned.

Sang Shijun glanced at him. The anger in his heart had not completely dissipated, and he could not help but say: "if you say you, pit your Laozi. Now even your aunt Xia also pits together."

"Well?" Sang Yuxin wondered, "what do you mean?"

Sangshijun also did not explain, shook his head and sighed, and said to himself, "me too, how can I be bewitched by you for a moment?"

Sangyuxin was curious and worried. He kept on asking his father what was going on, which made sang Shijun a little annoyed.

"Don't ask! Let's go to the game with me at the weekend. Cheer for your aunt Xia! "