The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!

Not far away, Li Canxing stomped his feet angrily, and hated the swearing of iron and steel: "Jane, you stupid! How many names are there in Yucheng?"

Jane's eyes were dilated and she was stunned: "Sheng ... Are you, Master Sheng?"

An Xia Xia opened her mouth into an "O" shape.

The chaebol group, which appears only occasionally in financial news, is known as the business empire's ...

Li Canxing is talking indiscriminately. Sheng family is said to have only one heir in this generation. How could she be a star in the entertainment industry and still be with her ...

Anxia Xiayi looked at him. The boy was taller than her, the back was tall and generous, and she felt very secure.

Jane's expression was the same as that of dementia. Sheng Yize's voice was as cold as a demon--

"Don't you dare to touch An Xia Xia, I will let the entire Jian family bury her for you!" He said, he looked around, and the girls stepped back one by one. Up! "

"Yes, yes, we all know." Several girls answered with trembling, one and two pushed away and ran away.

After solving these girls, Sheng Yize turned his head and frowned and asked, "Hey, can you still go?"

An Xia Xia nodded and walked two steps forward. There was nothing abnormal except that the place was hurt.

Ke Sheng Yize grabbed her collar, and An Xia Xia looked back in confusion, and saw Sheng Yi Ze bowed his knees. There was no expression on his face, and there was a hint of pride in his voice: "Come on, I'll carry you . "

An Xia Xia was unwilling, but when she saw Jane Chan sitting on the ground, she lay on Sheng Yize.

As a black powder, she certainly did not like Sheng Yize, but being able to breathe easily is also very good!

Anyway, she is not a good lady!

Sure enough, when Jian Yier saw that Sheng Yize was still honored and noble and backed up in Anxia and summer time, his tears were coming out.

Sheng Yize carried her out of the alley and whispered, "Yo, you're kind of heavy."

An Xia Xia ’s hair: "How can it be! You are too vain!"

"Student An, are you an attitude towards the benefactor?" Sheng Yize retorted sharply.

For a long time, Anxia Xia Weiwenuo didn't dare to fight with him anymore, but touched it for a long time in the bag, and handed a mask to Sheng Yize: "Wear this, it's not good to be photographed."

Sheng Yize's footsteps paused for a short while, and he said lightly, "Teng cannot open his hands."

"Oh ..." An Xia Xia personally put it on him.

Where she couldn't see, Sheng Yize's lip angle rose slightly up a tiny arc.

The driver was waiting by the side of the road. Sheng Yize put Anxiaxiasai on his car and instructed the driver, "Go to the nearest hospital."

"No need!" An Xia Xia interrupted him, explaining weakly in Sheng Yize's displeased eyes: "My dad is a doctor and there are standing medicines at home. I can take care of it by myself. It didn't hurt much ... ... "

"Why don't you let me carry you since it's okay." Sheng Yize spit out.

"Ah, it's your initiative to memorize me! Who is rare?"

"Cut, ungrateful girl."

"You just smell ..."

Listening to the quarrel between the two, the driver secretly ecstatic.

It seems that his master always refuses to be a master from a distance of thousands of miles, and finally opens up ...

At the same time, Jane was surrounded by a confused and indifferent voice: "Actually, to deal with An Xia Xia, you don't need to start ..."