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Kim Young-hee forced Shi Qin, who didn't eat carbohydrates, to eat noodles, Shi Qin tensed his spirit and didn't say a word, even if Song Xing found an excuse to leave, Kim Young-hee didn't have the slightest intention of regressing.

On the side, Yin Ling smiled disdainfully.

Drama, you also have to bow your head in front of capital.

No matter how majestic you are in front of fans and fans, don't you have to grovel in front of investors?

You have to eat whatever people tell you to eat!

Kim Young-hee stood up:

"Otherwise, I'll serve a bowl of noodles for Mr. Shi......"

Jin Yingji got together, and Song Xing saw the embroidery pattern in front of her Chen clothes, and the tails of her eyes narrowed slightly.

Is this coercion?

Shi Qin saw Yin Ling on the side with a disdainful face, sitting and waiting to see his joke. His fingers turned white, and the moment Kim Young-hee got up, his arm jerked up.

A soft, warm hand suddenly suppressed his urge and strength to overturn the table under the table.

All the strength in Shi Qin's hand was instantly suppressed.

He turned his head sideways and looked at Song Xing, who had no expression at all.

This woman, is her strength getting bigger and bigger?

Can you already do it calmly to block yourself from going crazy?

Will you not be allowed to go to the house in the future?

Song Xing's other hand was not idle, and on the table, he neatly pressed down the spoon that Jin Yingji stretched out.

Look up again, full of provocation.

"Mrs. Kim...... Are you dying?"

The entire booth turned their eyes to Song Xing at this moment, and even Mu Hibiscus, whose eyebrows were as pale as white paper behind Jin Yingji, looked moved.

The spoon in Kim Young-hee's hand was thrown on the table with a clatter.

The bowl of noodle soup that was ordered at the last time, the sporadic red soup in it splashed on her cuffs, and it was like blood.

In Chenguo, which pays attention to table manners, Jin Yingji, as one of the richest and most famous ladies in the country, is so out of line, even Uncle Yin is surprised.

Song Xing's skills can be ranked in Asia!

Song Xing smiled slightly in his heart, and sure enough, Jin Yingji's body was much worse than the young appearance he saw.

Sui Lisi is about the same age as herself, and Jin Yingji is also her grandmother, so of course it is taboo to hear the word "death".

Song Xing smiled at the corner of his mouth, calmly picked up the barley teapot that Mu Jin had just brought over, and slowly poured himself a pot of tea.

Following Wen Bai Yu, Song Xing has seen good things.

But she doesn't love tea, but drinks made from barley tea and brown rice tea.

Barley tea is available in two types: lightly stir-fried and heavily stir-fried. The taste of stir-fried is light, the taste of heavy stir-fry is mellow, the barley tea in the Chinese market is mostly stir-fried, and most of the stir-fried in Chenguo, but the effect is to soothe the liver and benefit the qi, nourish the stomach and warm the heart.

Song Xing was a little angry just now, and at this moment he just drank some free tea to make up for it.

Kim Young-hee doesn't have Song Xing's good interest at the moment.

She took off her glasses, revealing her eyes without a trace of crow's feet, Song Xing glanced at it obliquely, and said in her heart that when Jin Yingji was young, she was also a peerless beauty.

It's a pity that since ancient times, beauties have the same name, and they are not allowed to see white heads in the world.

"My Chinese is not particularly good, Miss Song just said that I ...... I'm going to die? I wonder if Miss Song can refer to something?"

Song Xing put down the teacup, and said in his heart that your words are correct and round, if it weren't for the deep roots in the Chen Kingdom, I would almost think that you are a Chinese.

Isn't Chinese particularly good?

Song Xing poured himself a cup of tea, as if he couldn't hear Kim Young-hee's question at all.

Jin Yingji looked at Shi Qin, Shi Qin lowered his head, and a snicker that others couldn't see climbed up the corner of his mouth.

I like to see Song Xing's calm and relaxed face in front of people.

Uncle Yin also lowered his head and rolled his eyes, and suppressed a smile on his stomach.

The three women present, including a veteran rich woman and a big man's wife, the most celebrity-friendly is Song Xing, a Hutong girl.

Sure enough, there are talents from all over the country!

Song Xing realized that Shi Qin was secretly proud, and the hand that suppressed his hand was raised backhanded, and he gently scratched his arm with his fingertips.

It's like a kitten being robbed of food, with anger and vindictiveness, and a hint of naughtiness.

Shi Qin pushed his elbow, glared at Song Xing with slanted eyes, and pursed his lips as if he was going to bite.

Kim Young-hee couldn't sit still:

"Miss Song, I'm asking you!"

Song Xing's head turned around, deliberately ignoring Shi Qin's initiative to sell cuteness when he saw it, gently put down the teacup in his hand, and wiped his hands with wet wipes.

Calm and relaxed:

"Mrs. Jin also knows that the feeling of being deliberately ignored is not pleasant. ”

Jin Yingji felt a fire burst out of her chest, she had seen the presumptuous, but she had never seen anyone who dared to make trouble in the heavenly palace in the palm of her hand.

Sure enough, what can make Shi Qin's soul haunt him will not be a soft persimmon.

"Miss Song, I advise you to be more restrained! This is Chenguo after all, you are on my territory, don't be too presumptuous!"

Song Xing smiled, I haven't advised you to be kind, but you want me to restrain me?

I'm sorry, I never know how to write the word "convergence"!

Song Xing's eyes widened, and Yin Ling's heart was shocked.

In the plagiarism case, when Song Xing took out the astrolabe puzzle scarf in court, he was so energetic.

With such plain facial features, how can it show such a wonderful expression when it provokes people?

As early as 1992, China and Chen have formally established ambassadorial-level diplomatic relations, and the construction of the Northeast Asia Free Trade Area has promoted the further economic integration of Northeast Asia. Last year, the total trade volume between our two countries was already moving towards 200 billion yuan. Even if you can cover the sky in the Chen Kingdom, you will not dare to openly detain or harm the citizens of your brotherly country. is also one of the most popular Internet celebrities in China. I have three longs and two shorts, can you explain to the government and our embassy? 2000 billion don't you want?"

Kim Young-hee froze for a second.

The girl in front of her is about the same age as her granddaughter, opening her mouth is diplomatic relations, and closing her mouth is the total amount of trade volume.

Really only in your twenties?

Shi Qin turned his head sideways and said in a low voice:

"It's a bit big, what does the trade volume have to do with you?"

Song Xing ignored him, the total trade volume between the two countries in the previous life exceeded 300 billion, and there were hundreds of millions of dollars she contributed.

Jin Yingji listened to Song Xing's extraordinary conversation, and secretly said that this girl is not simple, maybe there is something background that she has not found, and she can't act rashly.

Then he burst out laughing.

"Miss Song, I'm old, and when the old man reaches a certain age, of course he is very sensitive when he hears the word death. I also want to ask Miss Song, why did she just look at me and ask me if I was going to die? I think Miss Song understands the magic power of Chinese medicine, and I hope that Miss Song will give me advice. ”

Song Xing smiled, sure enough, whoever can become a winner in life is not in vain.

This ability to be a small and low, able to bend and stretch, her previous opponents must be able to learn, and she will not be made to abandon her family and business later and be defeated.

Song Xing felt that another famous sword was ringing in his hand.

This is the first time since her rebirth that she has admired the villain head-on.

I want to fight her to the end.

She glanced at the embroidery on Kim Young-hee's body again.

He asked, seemingly left and right:

"The embroidery on Mrs. Jin's body is so exquisite, I don't know what this outfit is......"

She aimed at Yin Ling, if you can calm down, even if I fail this time.

If you can't hold your breath......

Don't blame me for the old and new hatreds, forget it together.

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