Counterattack by cannon fodder who reads minds! Eighty-year-old eat melon and become a group favorit

"Uncle, she wants to insult our dignity." Jiang Yicha kept blaring, "How bad is she~"

Jiang Chengmo had a headache, so he raised his hand and threw Jiang Ycha into the arms of Butler Shi, "You talk to her, I'm tired."

Butler Shi: "...Okay, what do you want to talk about, Miss?"

Jiang Yicha was confused, "What are you talking about? What's wrong with little uncle?"

"Wang Wang Wang-"

The barking of dogs sounded suddenly, catching everyone off guard and making them get out of the way.

A handsome and docile big black dog barked wildly. The bodyguard in black led the big black dog and stood directly in front of Mrs. Zhang's family.

"Let the dogs bite them!"

As soon as Jiang Yicha finished speaking, the leash holding the dog in the hands of the bodyguard in black fell off.

The big black dog rushed towards Mrs. Zhang like a bolt of lightning.

"what--"

Mrs. Zhang was thrown to the ground, her face turned pale with fright, and she yelled. Her husband grabbed his daughter and immediately moved away from Mrs. Zhang.

The big black dog tore into Mrs. Zhang's clothes and chewed them into strips of cloth, revealing her beauty.

Everyone: ...still a perverted dog. How can a dog not bite people but only bite clothes?

Jiang Yicha snorted, "So big and white..."

Jiang Chengmo raised his hand to cover Jiang Yicha's eyes and gritted his teeth, "Shut up."

Mrs. Zhang screamed, as if she would be killed in the next second.

Seeing that the big black dog was only targeting Mrs. Zhang, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and even picked their seats to continue watching the show.

Mr. Zhang's face was gloomy. His wife was being torn off her clothes by a big black dog and was being laughed at by everyone.

"stop."

The steward gave the order to the bodyguard in black, and the bodyguard immediately stopped the farce.

Steward Shi held Jiang Yicha in his arms and stepped forward leisurely, his movements were elegant and gentlemanly, with a smile on his face, "Aren't you going to help your wife up?"

"This is actually the first time I've seen Mr. Zhang... a husband who lets his wife endure the torture alone. I'm very surprised."

Butler Shi smiled, "Mr. Zhang, tell me, what should we do next?"

Mr. Zhang's lips collided up and down, opening and closing again. He couldn't utter a word, and his eyes were gloomy, "Who are you?"

"It's just the butler." The butler lifted his lips.

"Butler?" Mr. Zhang sneered coldly, "Since you are a butler, there must be someone behind it. If you don't tell secrets, who is your employer? Shencheng will not allow you to act wild!"

"Uncle, you were the ones who made trouble first." Jiang Yicha straightened his back, tightened his face, and frowned, "Let me ask you, which one do you choose, bankruptcy or apology?"

"you--"

Mr. Zhang’s eyebrows were cold, and the eyes of the onlookers were like X-rays, making him unable to hide.

If he chooses to apologize and leaves the racecourse, he will become the joke of the entire circle. If he does not apologize, the identity of the person in front of him will be unknown, which may threaten the safety of his company.

Mr. Zhang is in a dilemma between face and money.

The atmosphere was tense. Jiang Ycha twisted in Butler Shi's arms and couldn't stay any longer.

"Hey, it's so exciting. Didn't Mr. Zhang invite me to horse racing? What's wrong?"

The sudden sound broke the dead silence.

As if Mr. Zhang came to life, he laughed twice and walked towards the entrance, bending down flatteringly.

"Master Song! You are finally here! There is a group of poor people here who don't know where they are. They let their dogs bite my wife. You have to make the decision for me!"

The noise rose slowly.

In Shanghai, there is no one who does business who does not know "Song Ye". These two words are sometimes better than money.

Jiang Yicha felt itchy in his heart, wanting to see Master Song's true face in Lushan, so he jumped into Butler Shi's arms and said, "Uncle Shi, come over here, I want to see."

The butler was silent.

The butler sighed.

Steward Shi obediently raised his legs and approached 'Master Song'.

The bodyguards made a way, and Butler Shi held Jiang Yicha expressionlessly and walked to Master Song.

Haixingrui's calves were shaking. Others didn't understand Master Song, but she understood him very well.

In her previous life, she was lucky enough to meet Mr. Song.

Mr. Song's name is Song Yeming. His industries span mining, real estate, and entertainment. She also heard that he has many gray industries in his hands.

In her previous life, when she was seventeen, her manager sent her to Master Song's bed to ask for resources. Fortunately, before Master Song did anything to her that night, he was called away by his subordinates. It was said that one of his subordinates had rebelled.

She was drugged and unconscious at the time. In order to leave quickly, she cut her palms and fell downstairs while climbing out of the window. She lay in the hospital for a month.

That time, she was lucky enough to escape, and saw her agent's face clearly, so she decisively terminated the contract. Later, she was burdened with debts. Even though she filmed many movies, she was still in debt. Haixing Rui lowered her head, her eyes were slightly red, and she smiled slowly. Everything will get better in this life, and nothing will happen.

"You look like a person..." Jiang Yicha stared at Song Yeming intently.

Song Yeming's black hair was thick and straight, his white shirt was worn loosely by him, and there were light red marks on his neck, making him look lazy and untidy.

Song Yeming chuckled and couldn't help teasing Jiang Yicha, "The little girl is quite round."

Butler Shi: "!!!"

not good!

Jiang Chengmo: "!!!"

Finished!

Hai Xingrui: "!!!"

Oh my god...it's a thunder!

Jiang Yicha's little idiot's hair exploded, his dark pupils dilated, his eyes rounded, and his little face turned red, "I don't have it!"

Song Yeming seemed to have seen something interesting and pinched Jiang Yicha's cheek, "Hey, why don't you tell people to tell the truth? Aren't you unreasonable, little girl?"

Jiang Yicha plucked Song Yeming's hand away, like a kitten with hairy fur, "Don't touch me!"

The onlookers couldn't help hissing. In their impression, this young powerful man didn't like children and couldn't stand someone yelling at him.

It's not that no one has tried it. Some people took the deviant approach and asked their well-behaved little girl to act coquettishly with Mr. Song, hoping to get acquainted with him or make a romantic connection.

But the result was not satisfactory. The little girl was so good and sweet that Mr. Song didn't even look at her. He even blocked the family from receiving her.

The little girl in front of me... is not good at all, she even yells at Master Song...

Everyone was watching the excitement, as if they had foreseen Jiang Yicha's fate.

Mr. Zhang's eyes were cold and he stared at Jiang Ycha fiercely, looking forward to the 'cruel' scene that would follow.

Song Yeming laughed and pinched Jiang Yicha's face again, but Jiang Yicha knocked him away. He never tired of it and insisted on pinching Jiang Yicha's face.

"Little girl, please be polite and call me uncle."

"hiss--"

Everyone took a breath: I never heard that Mr. Song has a niece!

Haixingrui's heart trembled. The thigh she held... was so thick! What is the eldest lady’s family background?

Jiang Yicha was confused, and so was Jiang Chengmo.

They all said in unison: "Who are you?"

"Ahem, let me introduce myself."

Song Yeming tugged on his loose shirt, tied the top button to cover the indecent traces, and took Jiang Yicha's hand, "Hello, I am Song Yeming, your mother's brother, your uncle. "

"No, no, my mother's surname is Su and your surname is Song."

Jiang Yicha shook his head and wanted to throw away Song Yeming's hand.

Jiang Chengmo echoed, "I never heard that my sister-in-law has a younger brother named Song."

Song Yeming smiled and squeezed Jiang Yicha's hand. It was soft and felt better than any woman he had ever touched. He made a move and wanted to slap himself.

"Things are more complicated, let's talk about it another day."

As Song Yeming spoke, he pulled Jiang Yicha out of Butler Shi's arms and held her in his own arms, grinning to the sky, "Oh, our Chacha is so good, so fragrant and soft."

The corners of Jiang Chengmo's eyes twitched and he flicked the knife away, "There is not a good word in his mouth."

Song Yeming glanced at Jiang Chengmo, and the similar aura made his blood boil, "Both each other."

Jiang Yicha blinked his eyes, pointed at Mr. Zhang, pouted his mouth, and complained: "They bullied me~ They even asked my uncle to kneel down and apologize~~ Wuwuwu~~~"

Song Yeming felt distressed and stretched out his hand to wipe Jiang Yicha's tears twice, but there was not a single tear, "..."

This little drama queen is really different from his sister who was the doormat.

"Chacha, what do you want to do?"

Jiang Yicha raised his chin and looked at the ceiling, "It's getting colder. Zhang's company should go bankrupt."

Song Yeming chuckled, "Your father is right not to let you watch TV."

Jiang Yicha: "..."

Is bankruptcy out of fashion?

"Then chop it into pieces and throw it into the sea to feed the fish?" Jiang Yicha tried another method.

Song Yeming's smile was frozen.

Jiang Yicha kept up his efforts.

"Sent to mining?"

"Sent to the desert to dig a well?"