Chapter 1928 The High-Cold Learning God of Bullies and Scumbags (119)

Xia Hanyang suddenly called in the bewildered secretary standing at the door.

He deliberately asked, "I'm going to the charity party tonight."

The secretary nodded, "I'll push back the schedule."

Xia Hanyang glared at him coldly, "What are you doing with the itinerary? This is an important banquet to promote my recent project of several hundred million."

The bite weighed hundreds of millions, and deliberately glanced at Bai Weiwei.

Still no response.

Xia Hanyang gritted his teeth and said, "How much is the blue and white porcelain vase I bought? I forgot."

The secretary immediately said, "More than five million, President Xia."

Xia Hanyang: "You're wrong, it's fifty million."

secretary:"……"

The price suddenly doubled tenfold, and he couldn't bear it for a while.

Xia Hanyang: "Bring the bottle to me. If it is damaged, I will pay ten times the compensation."

The secretary hurriedly handed out the gift box of the bottle, for fear of being blackmailed by hundreds of millions.

Xia Hanyang pretended to take it, then took out a beautiful blue and white porcelain vase, and threw the gift away.

He suddenly said: "You must have lived a miserable and desolate life in recent years. You have never seen such a beautiful bottle. Let me give you some insight."

After speaking, he stuffed the bottle to Bai Weiwei.

Bai Weiwei was holding a bottle and always felt that there was a problem, but she couldn't remember what was wrong for a while.

Xia Hanyang seemed puzzled when she saw that she was holding a blue and white porcelain bottle.

He grinned suddenly, and reached out and slapped the bottle with terrifying strength.

When Bai Weiwei saw his hand clap, her body instinctively moved back.

But Xia Hanyang had been planning for a long time, and his explosive power was extremely strong. He quickly took a few steps forward, grabbed her hand, and forced her to let go of the bottle.

The bottle fell immediately.

With quick eyes and quick hands, the secretary rushed over, rolled to the ground, and stretched out his hands to receive the bottle.

Five million.

After he received it, he immediately raised his head and smiled and was about to ask for credit.

But seeing Xia Hanyang's expression of destroying your whole family, he looked at him gloomily.

Then Xia Hanyang was ruthless, raised his foot quickly, and kicked the bottle out of the secretary's hand.

The bottle hit the ground and shattered.

Bai Weiwei and the secretary have the same expression.

He didn't know why, but he felt suspicious of a conspiracy.

Xia Hanyang clasped her hand, her wrist was slender and tender, and the slightly cold temperature made his heart twitch.

Then he kept silent, and his fingers rubbed the skin on her wrist.

Like a thirsty patient craving a little skin warmth, stealing it cautiously and greedily.

Bai Weiwei felt that her wrist was a little itchy, and she wanted to pull it back.

Xia Hanyang sneered and said, "My bottle is broken."

Bai Weiwei looked calm, "Oh."

Xia Hanyang said with a pity, "50 million."

Bai Weiwei: I feel that there is something in this sentence.

Xia Hanyang: "You can't afford it."

Bai Weiwei finally realized that she had been touched.

Every time she touches other people, others suddenly come to touch her, a little not used to what's going on.

Xia Hanyang finally showed his ferocious fangs, "You broke my bottle. If you want 50 million or not, you will pay it back ten times. Five times it will be enough, 250 million, and you will pay it back immediately."

Bai Weiwei was silent for a while.

So this is her life after six years of sleep.

Imprisoned - murdered - 250 million in compensation by Pengci.

Feeling a little miserable.

Bai Weiwei frowned, "You clearly broke the bottle."

Xia Hanyang lifted his eyelids, revealing his insidiousness, "Whoever saw it, obviously broke the bottle and compensated me."

Bai Weiwei looked at the secretary.

Xia Hanyang also looked at the secretary.

The secretary was lying, and then he suddenly covered his eyes, "I've gotten an eye needle recently, and I didn't see anything."

Bai Weiwei finally lowered her voice and said, "Xia Hanyang, what do you want?"

It is estimated that he has thought of a way to get revenge on her.

Xia Hanyang was still clasping her wrist. He approached her and stared at her pale but soft face. Her breath still smelled like strawberry poison.

lure him to hell.

Xia Hanyang heard his incomparably cold voice sound.

"Can't you afford it? Bai Weiwei."

He gave a demon-like cold smile.

"Then sell yourself."