Chapter 1341: There are no four sons in the Xiao family

Chapter 1341 The Xiao family has no four sons
"What happened to the fourth person?"
Wen Qiao was lying on the sofa with his legs up, reading the words on it: "The fourth son of Haicheng gourmet tycoon Xiao Liangyan."
Wen Qiao suspiciously: "Xiao Liangyan, I know, has been opening a restaurant since the Republic of China. In five years or so, their ancestors went to Hong Kong, and returned to Haicheng in the 1990s. They are considered a century-old family."
Su Ce said lightly: "You know a lot."
He is not as good as He Xihuai for information collection. He Xihuai is like a spy, and there seems to be nothing he doesn't know.
Wen Qiao frowned: "But how do I remember that Xiao Liangyan only has three sons? What does it mean that he has four sons written on it?"
Su Ce took the notebook in her hand: "Did you remember correctly? Are there really only three sons?"
When he asked, Wen Qiao was a little unsure, so he sent a message to Lu Youyou. Lu Youyou was familiar with the secret gossip of the entertainment industry and the rich, and like a few Jiazhen, there were no secrets she didn't know.
Yoyo is also an old tool man.
Lu Youyou immediately relished: "Yes, Elder Xiao has three sons, six daughters, nine children in total, and three wives gave birth to him, so let's share his life with three."
Wen Qiao hung up the phone and looked at her brother-in-law: "Look, 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 was just abroad. Graduated from the Ivy League school."
Su Ce frowned: "Call He Xihuai and ask."
Therefore, He Xihuai invited Wen Qiao to meet the next day.
He Xihuai set up a western restaurant. When Wen Qiao arrived, he was already sitting on the window seat. Walking far away, Wen Qiao felt that his temperament had changed a little bit compared to before.
It was colder than before, and the expression in his eyes revealed the silence of all beings. It seemed that he was a high-ranking creator with no emotions and no seven emotions and six desires.
Wen Qiao approached, his secretary Tereza pulled out the chair and let her sit down. The corner of the mouth of He Xihuai who was on the other side bends. It's really better not to smile, as if the executioner smiled when he saw his satisfied prey. It really makes people panic.
"I want to ask, the information you gave me, Xiao Liangyan's four sons, as far as I know, Xiao Liangyan does not have four sons."
The waiter at the restaurant brought appetizers, chanterelles and peppers French shortbread. He Xihuai picked up the knife and fork and slowly cut the shortbread in front of him, "I can only tell you a little bit. I have no news for you. Wrong, does Miss Wen want me to feed me for dinner? Can't I investigate?"
Wen Qiao's hand holding the knife and fork was slightly clenched, the man said too ugly.
"Isn't I just investigating now? Mr. He didn't say I can't investigate with you?"
He Xihuai picked up the napkin, wiped the corner of his mouth, and smiled. There was Tereza standing by her side like an enemy. The gentleman in her family didn't like to laugh less than before. His smile was unpredictable.
"Sharp teeth, quick thinking." He Xihuai's smile quickly subsided, and he said something that sounded like a compliment.
The waiter served the appetizer "Goat's Milk Bavarian", Wen Qiao cut a piece and chewed slowly: "So Mr. He can tell me the secret of this? What does the fourth son mean?"
"I only provide information, not a priest who answers questions. If you have any questions, just go to Xiao's house and ask."
(End of this chapter)