The ultimate teasing of a fishing beauty

Xia Yang thought it was something he needed for filming, and his movements were very smooth.

He never opened the bedside table.

When I got there and opened the drawer, I saw it was full of bottles and jars.

"Why are you putting these things here if you don't put them in the bathroom?" He thought they were toiletries.

Fu Xiuyan suppressed a laugh: "There are some in the bathroom too."

"Oh. There's no more space in the bathroom cabinet?" That shouldn't be the case. His bathroom is so big that it can be turned into a small swimming pool.

Fu Xiuyan just smiled and said nothing.

Xia Yang didn't dwell on such trivial matters: "What are you looking for?"

"In the bottom drawer."

Xia Yang squatted down and tried to close the drawer he had just opened. But after pushing it, he couldn't get it in. It was too full and stuck.

Xia Yang straightened the small bottle that had tilted due to shaking and pushed it again. It was very smooth!

But, what did he seem to have seen just now?

Xia Yang opened the drawer again. He took out several small bottles and jars. They were square boxes he recognized, arranged in a row...

Xia Yangfu's mind was suddenly enlightened, and he quickly checked the contents of the bottles and jars. They were all in foreign languages, and he recognized them all. But at this moment, he would rather not recognize them, or even be blind.

As if scalded, Xia Yang threw everything in and slammed the drawer shut.

The drawer was quite sensible, as if it knew Xia Yang's embarrassment, and this time it closed tightly.

Fu Xiuyan witnessed the whole process and laughed out loud.

Xia Yang heard his laughter and thought of what he had just said. His face turned red. "You did it on purpose. Are you waiting to see me make a fool of myself?"

"How dare I? I didn't say anything. You saw it yourself."

"Humph! I'll throw them all away for you in a minute!"

"That's Xia Xia's stuff. It's up to you how you deal with it."

"It's not mine. I don't have anything like that."

Fu Xiuyan smirked: "Are you sure? Aren't these things always used on Xia Xia?"

"Fu Xiuyan!" Xia Yang was angry. Fu Xiuyan shut up.

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After half a minute, Xia Yang's tone suddenly softened: "Mr. Fu bought it, but he seems to feel very sorry if he doesn't use it himself. How about I serve Mr. Fu next time?"

Fu Xiuyan felt his fate strangled: "Xia Xia, baby, dear... I know I was wrong..."

"Hmph!" Xia Yang opened the drawer below and found only one document.

"Is this what you want?"

"Well, open it."

Xia Yang put his phone aside and opened the document bag. It was a share transfer document.

"Open it and take a look."

Xia Yang opened it as instructed. It contained shares in Wangjiang Pavilion, transferred to Xia Yang free of charge. The transfer amounted to 50% of the total shares.

Fu Xiuyan has already signed.

Xia Yang looked at Fu Xiuyan in surprise.

Fu Xiuyan finished the last few bites of food and took the phone back in his hand: "This was prepared long ago. I haven't found a suitable opportunity to ask you for your signature."

"Why are you giving me this?"

"I'll throw money at you." Fu Xiuyan imitated him and joked.

Even if he didn't say it, Xia Yang knew it. It must be because he liked the food and the environment there.

Fu Xiuyan was indeed generous. Just because he liked the food in this restaurant, he gave the restaurant away.

"Why is this thing in the bedroom? Shouldn't it be in the study?"

Fu Xiuyan was a little embarrassed: "I was afraid you didn't want it, so I thought of taking advantage of your distracted and passionate state to coax you into putting your handprint on it."

Xia Yang was shocked!

"Why shouldn't I want it?" Xia Yang picked up the pen he carried with him and signed his name in two strokes.

He never lacks money and has no concept of money.

He himself has a considerable fortune. The scholarships he has received over the years, various awards for academic research, plus the money he has earned from songwriting, are enough for him to live a worry-free life.

Not to mention the shares given to him from his grandparents' side of the business.

He was financially well-off, so he accepted this gift, which seemed extremely valuable to others, very calmly, as if it were a piece of clothing.

For him, the most important thing about this share transfer agreement was Fu Xiuyan's thoughtfulness. He had many more valuable things to his name, so if he could just throw money at him, he wouldn't have chosen this. He chose this because it was a place Xia Yang liked, and he had put his heart into it.

Xia Yang signed the document and held it up to Fu Xiuyan's phone camera, "Okay, it's mine!"

Fu Xiuyan smiled gently: "Yes, it's yours. I am yours too."

Xia Yang smiled as he flipped through the contract in his hand, and suddenly thought of Yu Chi's one percent.

"You accounted for fifty-one percent?"

"Fifty. I put up sixty percent of the capital. Shen Suizhi wanted to give me sixty, but I didn't take that much. I didn't want to take so much and worry about it. But the lowest he offered was a fifty-fifty split, and he transferred the rest of the money to me."

"Then what about my cousin's 10%?"

Fu Xiuyan was very secretive: "That's someone else's business, we don't care, be good."

Xia Yang wanted to say something, but when he thought about how attentive Shen Suizhi was to his cousin today, and how his cousin did not maintain his usual perfect courtesy when facing Shen Suizhi, he felt very disgusted, but there was no alienation in the tone of his words.

Forget it, his cousin is an adult now, so he won’t worry about his own affairs.

"Where is Yu Chi?" Fu Xiuyan asked him when mentioning Yu Chi.

"I don't know. He left after dinner. He said he had work and wanted to work like a slave for me." Xia Yang shook his head.

"Well, you should have a good rest at home. If you need anything, ask Le An to bring it to you. If I can spare some time, I will go back to see you."

"it is good."

Xiao Wang had already gotten in the car. When Fu Xiuyan saw him, he knew it was time to start work. He quickly said a few words to Xia Yang and hung up the phone.

Yu Chi’s message was also sent at this time?

Xia Yang returned to the first floor and saw two large suitcases in the corner of the living room.

Just as he reached the sofa, Xia Yang cursed inwardly and returned to the bedroom.

He soon came down carrying a black bag, opened a suitcase and stuffed the things in there randomly.

Then he pulled his suitcase out without changing his expression and got into Yu Chi's car.

"Where's Le'an?"

"Let them go to the airport. I am the only one who can pick up my little cousin in person." Yu Chi gave Xia Yang a coquettish look.

"You want to drive yourself? Don't use me as an excuse." Yu Chi, like many wealthy young men, loves cars. So even though he's the CEO of Yu Corporation, he doesn't even have a driver. When he's on business trips, he'll have his assistant act as the driver.

Yu Chi was not angry even though his identity was exposed.

"Have you made an appointment with Fu Xiuyan? Who will pick us up when we get there? Is he going to come pick us up in person?"