Good Morning Her Royal Highness

While taking a bath, Xia Xin was still wondering, Ye Yiling has such a big villa, but there is not a single servant. I thought it was strange that Jiang Sijue's house was so deserted. There is no sound at all, and when you get up at night, you may be able to play the midnight bell.

Jiang Sijue's injured eyes flashed across his head, as if with a piercing chill, Xia Xin's whole body trembled, he involuntarily turned up the water temperature, then closed his eyes to divert his attention.

What exactly is Jiang Sijue burdened to push himself away...?

Xia Xin frowned, a face flashed in his mind, he couldn't help pursing his lips, then stopped turning on the water, wrapped a bath towel, and ran out of the bathroom in a hurry.

"Hey!"

As soon as Ye Yiling brought drinks from the downstairs living room, he saw Xia Xin rushing down in such a naked way, his heart tightened, and the next second he saw Xia Xin rushing forward, grabbed his collar, and said , "You... Do you know Shang Mingyu?"

"Shang Mingyu?"

Ye Yiling repeated the name, and suddenly realized, "The former president of the Shang family?"

"That's right, Shang Moxuan's father, do you have his contact information?"

If it is a big star, there should be contact information of the upper class in society, right?

Ye Yiling's eyes flickered, "What are you doing?"

"Is there any?"

Xia Xin's tone was a little anxious, "I have something very urgent to find him!"

"Don't you seem to have a good relationship with Monk Moxuan? Why don't you even have his father's contact information?"

Xia Xin paused, lowered his eyelids, and involuntarily slowed down his tone.

"But... I don't know why... Uncle Shang Mingyu... doesn't seem to like me very much..."

Don't see you soon?

Ye Yiling raised his eyebrows, doesn't his wife Shang Bingyue really want to see you?

Xia Xin's expression changed, "Hurry up, give me your phone!"

Ye Yiling reluctantly turned on the phone and opened the address book, then found out the number and handed it to Xia Xin.

"Just use my mobile phone to call."

Without much reason, Xia Xin nodded and took Ye Yiling's phone.

Shang Mingyu was playing golf with his buddies, and when his cell phone rang suddenly, his movements froze, and something went wrong.

"Shang Mingyu, call me."

Luo Si was holding a golf club on the side, and looked at the name on it with a wicked smile, "Yo ho, big star Ye Yiling, old Shang, when did you have this taste?"

Shang Mingyu pursed his lips, flipped the pole in his hand, and threw it at Luo Si, attracting ridicule from Xiang Jinyu beside him, "Old Shang actually has a strong taste!"

"Fuck off!"

Shang Mingyu swears, walks over and snatches back the phone in Luo Si's hand, and yells angrily when he connects, "Hello?"

"Shang... Uncle Shang..."

Xia Xin's cautious sound of testing sounded, but when Shang Mingyu heard the sound, his eyes suddenly widened and his mouth opened wide, unable to utter any sound.

"Uncle Shang...that...I'm Jiang Xiaxin...you...are you free tonight, I...I have something to ask you..."

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Cough cough... Shang Mingyu and his predecessors will be involved again... Aww~~