C16 Who is Taihuang Shaodong?

In the next second, Tong Tong grabbed onto Yin Shao Fan, excited and nervous: "Tell me, who is the Young Master Dong of your Taihuang Group?"

Glancing at the Qu Yi Hong who had a serious expression and was talking on the phone quietly, Yin Shao Fan knew that something big had happened to Qu Yi Hong.

In order to not cause trouble for Qu Yi Hong, Yin Shao Fan smiled easily, "There are a total of five Crown Princes in Taihuang Group … Oh, no, six now. Which one do you want to ask? "

"Six?" Tong Tong was dumbstruck, and her heart dropped straight to the bottom.

She had thought that just because she knew the words "Taihuang's Shaodong", she would know who had taken advantage of her.

However, six … How would she know which one it was? It wasn't as if she could openly ask about this sort of thing.

Now it seemed that she would have to swallow this loss of life back into her stomach.

What she needed to do now was not to find the culprit to settle the score, but to get married in a better relationship in the future.

Tong Tong, who was still glowing a moment ago, felt the malice of the apocalypse.

Seeing Tong Tong suddenly become listless, Yin Shao Fan was a little surprised.

He laughed and asked, "Why are you asking Taihuang's Shaodong?"

Maybe it was because he was still a freshman and was too young, but this Tong Tong, who was always a little silly, always made people laugh.

Yin Shao Fan's consciousness floated up – maybe the girl that the Second Young Master subconsciously liked was a woman like Tong Tong, who was so pure that he was almost dumb.

Otherwise, based on Second Young Master's haughty personality, how would he personally investigate the matter of stealing for a girl?

"Nothing." Tong Tong took a deep breath and walked out weakly, "I'm going to buy a hair dryer …"

Yin Shao Fan still wanted to ask, but he heard Qu Yi Hong's firm and calm command: "Pack your luggage now, and go home immediately. Qu Family has already sent the driver to the door. "

Before he finished speaking, Qu Yi Hong's tall body walked past him.

He moved like a pine tree, leaving behind a room with a powerful aura.

"So fast?" Yin Shao Fan scratched the back of his head in shock and followed closely behind, "Second Young Master, what happened at home?"

With this situation, President Luo chased him all the way to the door and said, "Qu Er Xiao, how do we deal with the thieves …"

Qu Yi Hong, who was supposed to be rushing forward, slowly stopped in his tracks.

A hint of sternness flashed across his deep black eyes. "What major does she specialize in?"

"French." President Luo quickly told him.

His gaze froze. "She was transferred to the Vietnamese language major, or to the Korean language major. "If she doesn't want to, then drop out of school …"

"…" President Luo sucked in a breath of cold air.

These two languages were the most unpopular majors in the school, and were especially unpopular with the girls.

Imagine which young woman would like to have access to two poor countries, Vietnam and North Korea.

The intelligent person could tell at a glance that Qu Er Xiao was obviously secretly taking care of the freshman.

Indeed, since ancient times, heroes have always felt sorry for beauty …

When they arrived at the school gates, a majestic black Lamborghini stopped right in front of them.

The driver and bodyguard came down together, and opened the back door respectfully: "Second Young Master, please get in!"

With a slight nod of his head, Qu Yi Hong sat in the noble and magnanimous back seat of the Lamborghini: "Drive faster."

Qu Yi Hong sat properly, then quickly climbed up.

The Lamborghini walked out of the school gate.

Qu Yi Hong casually took a glance and saw Tong Tong, who was swinging a green electric hair dryer with her left hand, jumping into the campus like a rabbit.

"What a pity. It was a beautiful encounter …" Following Qu Yi Hong's deep gaze, Yin Shao Fan forced a smile and ridiculed, "She is really beautiful and interesting, making people unwilling to part with her. Second Young Master, am I right … "