Chapter 165 Disagreement with the Sale of Land
"I don't want to drink." An Ci hooked his fingers on the paper bag and said lazily, "I'll give it to Fugui later."
Song Xi couldn't help laughing and changed the subject, "Baby, come here and help me find which skirt looks good."
"Where are you going?" An Ci walked over and sat next to her, looking casually at the tablet in her hand. He scrolled down the chat page and saw photos of dresses of various styles.
"There's a small party the day after tomorrow." Song Xi tilted his head and looked at her, his eyes curved with a smile, "You can bring a male companion, or you can come with me."
An Ci leaned back and crossed his legs. "No, let your cousin go with you. I won't join in the fun."
Song Xi said, "He's not free."
As he finished speaking, Song Yuan happened to walk over. An Ci looked up at him and asked casually, "Cousin, what are you doing the day after tomorrow?"
"I've made an appointment with some friends to go to the resort." Song Yuan sat across from her and said, "We made an appointment to go jet skiing a while ago, but we never had the time to go."
When An Ci heard the word "motorboat", his expression froze slightly and he began to lose focus again unconsciously.
Song Xi called her several times but she didn't respond.
Song Xi touched her knee and said, "Baby, what are you thinking about?"
An Ci came back to his senses and smiled, "No, what did you just say to me?"
Song Xi asked again, "Which skirt looks good?"
An Ci stretched out a finger and swiped it back and forth on the tablet, and soon made his choice. "This one in haze blue, please."
Song Xi has always had full faith in her son's judgment. She said readily, "Okay, then this one."
Then she hurried to reply to the designer.
"I'm going to the study to play some games. Call me when it's time for dinner." An Ci stood up, not forgetting to hold the cup of strawberry milkshake.
"Fugui, come up."
Hearing her call, Fugui, who was lying in the garden basking in the sun, rushed in immediately and followed her upstairs happily.
The old man’s study is very large, and everywhere he looks are all kinds of antique calligraphy and paintings.
Even the humble inkstone on the table was bought at a high price from an antique shop. In Song Yuan's words, "This inkstone is inlaid with gold and exudes nobility."
An Ci dug out a piece of beef jerky from his schoolbag, tore open the package, and then handed the beef jerky to Fugui's mouth, "Fugui, you just eat the beef jerky here and don't run around. If you break anything here, grandpa will peel off your tiger skin and use it as a scarf."
Fugui opened his mouth, took the beef jerky, and nodded perfunctorily.
Seeing it lying obediently on the carpet, An Ci curled his lips, turned around and sat on the sofa, took out the computer from his bag and turned it on.
At the same time, the cell phone on the table began to vibrate.
An Ci freed one hand to pick up the phone, and without even glancing at it, he pressed the answer button, "Hello."
Dali's voice came from the other end of the phone, "Young Master, there's a change of plan. The other party's brother doesn't agree to sell the land. The two brothers are arguing, and now the contract can't be signed."
An Ci frowned slightly, "What's going on? Doesn't that piece of land belong to him alone?"
"That piece of land was left to them and his brother by their father. His younger brother also has a share." Dali said.
"I heard that the two brothers have the same father but different mothers, and they have always been at odds with each other privately."
An Ci narrowed his eyes, thought for a moment, and said, "Come pick me up tomorrow morning, and I'll go over and take a look."
She would have to go back to Continent M after the Chinese New Year, and wouldn't have much time to come back. No matter what, she had to get the land before then.
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