"What's the situation with the fourth person?"

Wen Qiao was lying on the sofa, with his legs crossed, reading the words on it: "The fourth son of Haicheng food tycoon Xiao Liangyan." ”

Wen Qiaohu was suspicious: "Xiao Liangyan I know, since the Republic of China, they have been opening a restaurant, their ancestors went to Hong Kong in the five decades, and returned to Haicheng in the nineties, which is a century-old family." ”

Su Ce said lightly: "You know quite a lot. ”

As for information collection, he is indeed not as good as He Xihuai, He Xihuai is like a spy and spy, and there seems to be nothing he doesn't know.

Wen Qiao frowned: "But how do I remember that Xiao Liangyan only has three sons, what does he mean by writing four sons?" ”

Su Ce took the notebook in her hand: "Are you not mistaken? Is it true that there are only three sons? ”

As soon as he asked, Wen Qiao was a little unsure, so he sent a message to Lu Youyou, Lu Youyou is familiar with the entertainment industry and the secret gossip of wealthy families, such as a few family treasures, there is no secret she doesn't know.

Yoyo is also an old tool man.

Lu Youyou immediately relished: "Yes, Old Man Xiao has three sons, six daughters, a total of nine children, and they were born to him by three wives, so let's give birth to three of them." ”

Wen Qiao hung up the phone and looked at her brother-in-law: "You see, Xiao Liangyan does only have three sons, the eldest son is forty-four years old this year, the second son is thirty-eight years old, and the youngest son is twenty-six years old. ”

Su Ce frowned: "Give He Xihuai a call and ask." ”

So, He Xihuai invited Wen Qiao to meet the next day.

He Xihuai booked the western restaurant, and when Wen Qiao arrived, he was already sitting in the window seat, and when he walked over from a distance, Wen Qiao felt that this person's temperament had changed a little compared to before.

It's colder than before, and the meaning of all beings in his eyes is obvious, as if he is a high up and emotionless, no seven emotions and six desires.

Wen Qiao approached, his secretary Theresa pulled out a chair and asked her to sit down, and the corners of He Xihuai's mouth on the opposite side curved, it was really better not to smile, as if the executioner smiled when he saw the prey he was satisfied with, this smile really made people panic.

"I want to ask, the information you gave me, Xiao Liangyan's fourth son, as far as I know, Xiao Liangyan does not have a fourth son."

The waiter in the restaurant served the appetizer, the French shortbread with chicken fat mushrooms and peppers, He Xihuai picked up the knife and fork and cut the shortbread in front of him slowly, "I can only tell you one thing, the news I gave you is absolutely not wrong, does Miss Wen want me to feed her when she eats?" Can't investigate it yourself? ”

Wen Qiao's hand holding the knife and fork clenched slightly, this person spoke too ugly.

"Am I just investigating now? Mr. He didn't say I can't investigate with you, right? ”

He Xihuai picked up the napkin, wiped the corners of his mouth, and smiled, Theresa, who was standing on the side, was like a great enemy, the current gentleman in her family did not like to smile even more than before, and his smile was unpredictable.

"Sharp teeth and quick thinking." He Xihuai's smile quickly subsided, and he said something that sounded like a compliment.

The waiter served the appetizer 'goat's milk Bavar', Wen Qiao cut a piece and chewed it slowly: "So Mr. He, can you tell me the mystery of this?" What does the fourth son mean? ”

"I only provide information, not a priest who answers questions, if you have any questions, just go to Xiao's house and ask."