CHAPTER 103

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Song Zhixi knew that Zhou Han was coming back, so he cleaned up the house after hanging up the phone. Although it was not messy, he hadn't lived for a long time, and a thick layer of ash fell in many places.

When everything is done, he drove to the door of the company and picked Zhou Han home.

Before he came, Zhou Han went to the nearby supermarket to buy vegetables and bought a piece of fish. Of course, it was not Song Zhixi who liked to eat, but he liked to eat.

He didn't like fishy or salty things, but he had a soft spot for fish. Besides, the problem of picking up meals has long since been resolved.

After buying, he saw the familiar license plate number parked in front of the supermarket. He reached out and touched the door of the car to get on the car, put the things in the car, without looking up, "How do you know that I am here?"

"There is a supermarket nearby."

"Then how do you know that I will go shopping?"

"I can't go to the supermarket, only you can buy it."

See Zhou Han Song Zhixi wore sunglasses in the car, like a thief in an airplane.

He ignored him, collapsed in the car and stretched, feeling that the car started, everything was a familiar feeling.

"I want to ride in a luxury car. It's very cool, not a humble civilian car like you." Zhou Han complained to him.

In order to be unobtrusive, Song Zhixi only bought a few hundred thousand cars, which is nothing more than ordinary. He stared at the front intently, "You take the driver's license test first, and I will give you one."

"Sending or not is not the key, the key is that you know that I will go back to subject two... Besides, I am talking about sitting, not driving."

"I don't have money to change the car now, and the shares are taken by my dad. I'm gone."

Zhou Han felt that his words were inconsistent, "Then you will get the money if you send me?"

"The wedding room is mine now, I can sell it, and there are those hand-mades at home. , I checked it and it’s very valuable.”

“It’s really not good. You can still sell the trophies of the actor.”

“Wow, you are so poor that you still have money for holographic projection. Enough!" Zhou Han knew that he was joking, Song Zhixi was not always cold. When he was in a good mood, there were a lot of thieves.

"At that time, I still had shares, and I didn't expect that when I came back, they would be gone." Song Zhixi said innocently, "I also tasted the taste of being swept out."

"Heh. Hehe." Zhou Han smiled sarcastically, "I just want to say, my dad did a good job!"

"But his son fell into my hands."

"Cut, I don’t know. Who is in the hands of whom..." Zhou Han muttered softly, "Anyway, I can live well without you, you can try without me?"

"I will die."

Zhou Han has been humbled for three years. At the beginning, he was not confident, nor did he believe that Song Zhixi would really like him, but during this period of time, he became more and more convinced that he was the dominant person in the relationship. Song Zhixi became more and more humble.

He now has complete self-confidence in front of him. I am confident that he will never give up on himself. When he is happy, he will give him a sweet date. If he is not happy, he will slap him with temper, knowing that he can't live without him. I will become more and more willful and extreme.

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