The Boss Lost His Memory and Only Remembers Me-Chapter 1341

The Xiao family doesn’t have a fourth son

“What’s the situation with the fourth person?”

Wen Qiao laid on the sofa, crossed her legs, and read the words on it. the fourth son of Xiao liangyan, a famous gourmet tycoon in Haicheng.

Wen Qiao was suspicious. I know Xiao liangyan. He’s been running a restaurant since the Republic of China. In the past five years, his ancestors went to Hong Kong and returned to Haicheng in the 90s. They’re considered a century-old family.

“You know a lot,” su CE said lightly.

He wasn’t as good at gathering information as he xihuai was. He xihuai was like a spy, and there seemed to be nothing he didn’t know.

Wen Qiao frowned. but why do I remember that Xiao liangyan only has three sons? what does he mean by ‘four sons’? ”

Su CE took the book from her hand and said,”did you remember correctly?” You really only have three sons?”

With his question, Wen Qiao became a little uncertain, so she sent a message to Lu Youyou. Lu Youyou was very familiar with the entertainment industry and the gossip of the rich and powerful. There was no secret that she didn’t know.

Youyou could be considered an old tool.

Lu Youyou immediately relished the idea. that’s right. Old master Xiao has three sons and six daughters, a total of nine children. Moreover, they were born by his three wives. If we split them evenly, each of us will have three children.

Wen Qiao hung up the phone and looked at her uncle. you see, Xiao liangyan really only has three sons. The eldest son is 44 years old this year, the second son is 38 years old, and the youngest son is 26 years old. I heard that he has just finished his postgraduate studies at Teng university abroad.

Su CE frowned. call he xihuai and ask.

Hence, he xihuai invited Wen Qiao to meet him the next day.

He xihuai made a reservation at a Western restaurant. When Wen Qiao arrived, he was already sitting at a table by the window. From afar, Wen Qiao could feel that this person’s aura had changed.

He was even colder than before, and the look in his eyes was obvious. He seemed to be a high and mighty creator without emotions.

As Wen Qiao walked closer, his Secretary, Teresa, pulled out a chair for her to sit down. Opposite her, he xihuai’s lips curved up. It was really better not to smile. It was like the smile of an executioner when he saw his satisfied prey. This smile was indeed frightening.

I would like to ask, from the information you gave me, Xiao liangyan has four sons. From what I know, Xiao liangyan doesn’t have four sons.

The restaurant’s service staff served the appetizer, a French shortbread with chicken oil mushroom and pepper. He xihuai picked up a fork and knife and slowly cut the shortbread in front of him. I can only tell you one thing. The information I gave you is absolutely correct. Miss Wen, do you want me to feed you? You can’t investigate it yourself?”

Wen Qiao’s hand that was holding the knife and fork tightened slightly. This person’s words were too unpleasant to hear.

“Am I not investigating right now? Mr. He didn’t say that I can’t ask you to investigate, did he?”

He xihuai picked up a napkin, wiped the corners of his mouth, and smiled. Standing beside him, Teresa looked as if she was facing a great enemy. Her current husband didn’t like to smile even more than before. When he smiled, it was hard to tell whether he would live or die.

“Sharp-tongued and quick-witted,” He xihuai’s smile quickly disappeared and he said something that didn’t sound like a compliment.

The waiter served the appetizer, goat milk Bavaro. Wen Qiao cut a piece and chewed it slowly.”So, Mr. He, can you tell me the secret behind this? What do you mean by “four sons”?”

I’m only here to provide information. I’m not a priest who answers questions. If you have any questions, just go to the Xiao family and ask them.