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Xize has two photos. The first one is a group photo of four people on the dining table. Qinghuan has Qiurong on her head. Xize squats in the front, and behind him is his father. Judging from the posture, Xize holds his hands and takes a self portrait.

The second photo is an old one. The background of the photo is the restaurant. In the photo, a young couple and two children are in the picture. Xiaoqinghuan is laughing, and little Sizer is making trouble. Qiu Rong looks helpless. His father is holding his wife and saying something.

It's a very warm scene.

But the netizens who saw him found that Xize's microblog plus V authentication of this little fresh meat brother were stunned for three seconds after seeing his official certification news, and then bombed his comment area.

Xize's identity is: Prince of Huarong group.

Simple and crude seven words, severely beat tonight's rhythm of the paparazzi and sunspot face.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha

"Oh, my God, this pair of golden girls are so cute, too. BAM, I want to rob them!"

"I Huanbao was a little fairy when I was a child. My mother loves you = 3"

"are all the paparazzi without brains? With such a small family name, Xi didn't use his brain when he was in a black family? "

"God damn rich woman bag / raise small white face, ha ha ha ha, this is not a small white face, raised from childhood to big no problem."

"Mom, look here. I'm your daughter-in-law."

"Little brother Zhuma, is it still time to hold your thigh now?"

"It's a natural gene. It doesn't have to run."

"Brother, you ask my father, when will you pick me up?"

The plot turns over too fast, thinking that Xize is just a little white face who has become popular with Qinghuan. As a result, he is the prince of Huarong group.

Another super rich second generation!

some people make complaints about Tucao: "now entertainment has become the two generation of the playground?"

The next day, the general manager of Huarong group admitted his son's identity in front of the reporter. The handsome uncle laughed kindly in front of the camera: "I hope the media friends can help to supervise his son, so that he can become a valuable young man for the society."

At the bottom of the comments, it was all the same, ha ha ha party.

"A serious dad is so cute."

"God Promising young people in society... "

After the dinner, Qinghuan and Xize's family are separated. Xize wants to send her parents to the airport. Qinghuan is ready to go shopping with Sisi in the city.

Leaving the restaurant, Qinghuan pressed his hat on his head. Thinking on one side looked around with vigilance and asked her, "sister Huan, shall we go back?"

It was already evening, and there were cars on both sides of the street, and we couldn't see where the paparazzi were hiding.

"If you still have time, go shopping first." Before I came, Sisi also said that she wanted to go to the night market. Anyway, the paparazzi had already watched her. Since she couldn't throw it away, she might as well have a good time.

Qinghuan and Sisi left here, and Yu Fei took his bodyguard Lu Chengze to keep up with him. Because he was shopping, he walked.

During the summer vacation, there are a lot of people in the night market. There are strong fragrance in the air, such as kebabs, all kinds of Teppanyaki, and some local specialty snacks in Fancheng.

"Hello, is this cake sweet or salty?" Qinghuan stops in front of a handmade pastry stall.

With a smile, the landlady directly handed her a piece of toothpick and said, "each taste is different, sweet and salty, but your little girl prefers to eat sweet food. Please try it."

Because it is hand-made on-site pastry, shop household toothpick cut a small portion of the side for tourists to taste.

Qinghuan chose a fruity and sweet taste. The small cake is sweet but not greasy. It has a fruity fragrance. The taste of the dough is very crisp, which is a little similar to the taste of egg yolk crisp. "

Qinghuan pointed one by one and said, "please pack one for me."

After taking over the packed box, Qinghuan tasted a taste that Xu ningzhou liked, and found that the taste was really good, and then packaged it separately.

This individually packaged Qinghuan is to be sent by express, which is a local specialty snack in Fancheng, which is not sold outside.

The rest is packed and brought back for the crew.

After a while, Qinghuan and Sisi are both full of things in their hands, and then return to the direction of parking.

Open the door, Qinghuan sitting on the copilot, thinking about driving.

It takes more than half an hour to go back. There are many cars in the city at night. I think I drive very slowly. After the car leaves the city, I start to accelerate. The road ahead is a downhill section. I think I slow down and suddenly I find that the brake doesn't respond.

"What's the matter?" Qinghuan is looking at the mobile phone, I notice the restless legs.

"The brake," thought thought's voice was something wrong, "the brake didn't respond."

The voice fell down, just in front of a car speeding in this direction, the car driving high beam light is very dazzling, Sisi was scared originally, but was also swayed by the high beam light, the whole person is not shaking, the nanny car suddenly out of control, Qinghuan tightly grasp the armrest.After the gossip reporter suddenly "lying trough" a sound, down the window is a crazy shooting and video.

There was a screeching brake sound in my ear. The front of the car driving with the high beam was passing by, whistling past the nanny car, which gave the nanny a pause. The runaway nanny car then hit the roadside guardrail and made a crash sound.

The hit car did not leave, and stopped, the door opened, and the inside car came down. Two burly middle-aged men with iron bars in their hands could see tattoos on their arms in the light of street lamps.

"Is this a kidnapping?" A reporter not far away whispered as he filmed.

The two men reached out to pull the door and found that the door was locked. However, the glass of the nanny's car had been treated. They couldn't see the scene inside. The next second, they lifted the iron bar and began to smash the window violently.

In the car, both Qinghuan and Sisi were injured. Qinghuan's head hit the windshield, and there was blood on her forehead. Sisi's condition was not good either. The first position the front of the car brushed against was her side, and the door was a little deformed.

Si Si's brain is still muddled. She is scared to open the door. Qinghuan grabs the wrist and says, "don't open it."

Thinking this just noticed Qing Huan's forehead is bleeding, crying cavity all took a few minutes anxious uneasiness: "Huan elder sister, you are injured."

Qinghuan's eyes were full of stars, but when she thought about the brake failure, she knew that the car had been tampered with, and the other party had obvious backhand. Then she quickly confirmed her conjecture that the nanny car was refitted, but the window could not resist such violent attacks.

In the wild, they two little girls are bound to have an accident.

The sound of knocking on the window was so terrible that Sisi cried helplessly and said, "sister Huan, what shall we do now?"

Qinghuan takes out the mobile phone, the screen lights up, but damn it, there is no signal.

"Pa!"

After the iron bar beat more than ten times, the car window broke. In the dark night, there was a sharp and piercing cry of thinking.