I Became the Rich Second-generation Villain

After hearing Wang Haoran's words, Qin Kai was stunned, and then he felt normal again.

"Yun Han is used to being arrogant since she was a child. She has a little temperament as a young lady, but she still has a good heart."

After explaining, Qin Kai smiled and encouraged:

"Haoran, Yun Han doesn't have any other male friends. If he can become friends with you, he must treat you differently. You have to do your best. Uncle is optimistic about you."

The Wang family and the Qin family have known each other for a long time, and Wang Haoran and Qin Yunhan have known each other for a long time.

And the two are a match for each other.

Qin Kai is still very satisfied with Wang Haoran, and hopes that his daughter and Wang Haoran will come together.

"Okay, I will definitely do my best." Wang Haoran smiled and responded to Qin Kai.

In my heart, I thought to myself, come on? If I hadn't been careful, you might have been waiting to be a grandpa.

But then again, the things to keep you safe have run out, so you should buy some online as soon as possible.

While talking, the dishes were all served.

"Pharaoh, don't you have a relationship with that beautiful chef? Don't you recommend us?"

Qin Kai was a little moved, thinking that when he would hold a banquet in the future, he would also invite the female chef to come over, so he said to Wang Xiang.

After hearing this, Wang Xiang felt a little guilty, but he still bit the bullet and said, "Okay."

Moreover, the female chef was busy for a long time and did not eat.

As a matter of etiquette, it's time to invite people over for dinner.

"Uncle, let me call." Zhen Wei took the initiative to ask Ying.

Wang Xiang nodded and reminded, "Remember to be polite."

"certainly!"

Zhen Wei excitedly left the banquet hall, ran towards the outside, and soon came to the back kitchen.

At this time, Song Zhihui had taken off the chef's robe outside, as if she was about to leave.

"Hello, my uncle invites you to come over for dinner." Zhen Wei remembered his instructions, so he said politely.

"Your uncle?" Song Zhihui was surprised.

"It's Wang Xiang." Zhen Wei explained.

Only then did Song Zhihui understand that the wretched man in front of her was not Wang Haoran.

However, the cousin is ugly, how can he be good-looking? Definitely ugly too.

She has only met Wang Xiang so far, but she has never met Zhen Li.

Wang Xiang is now middle-aged and blessed, and he is as handsome as he was when he was young, and he can't see the shadow of a handsome guy at all.

Song Zhihui didn't think at all that Wang Xiang's genes were so good, so naturally he thought so.

Anyone who sees photos of Wang Xiang when he was young, or sees the beautiful Zhen Li, will never think that Wang Haoran is ugly.

"I still have something to do, so I won't go to dinner, please pass the word."

Because of what happened to her best friend Feng Anna, Song Zhihui didn't like Wang Haoran at all, and at the same time, she didn't like the Wang family.

At present, the birthday party has been arranged, and her work is completed, so she naturally does not want to stay.

After responding to Zhen Wei, Song Zhihui was about to leave.

She has a female assistant in her personal life who helps with the affairs of her life. She had called just now and asked the female assistant to drive to pick up the person.

After counting the time, it was almost time to reach the Wang family mansion.

Song Zhihui didn't want to stay any longer, so she turned around and walked towards the gate of the Wang family's mansion.

Zhen Wei remembered Wang Xiang's instructions and did not dare to stay, so he could only quickly run to the banquet hall to inform him of the situation.

"It's a pity, this beautiful chef has something to do, so it's inconvenient to keep her." Wang Xiang pretended to be sorry.

In fact, she was afraid that after Song Zhihui came, she would accidentally talk about the real situation.

She was invited by Wang Xiang at a huge price, and she had no friendship at all.

Wang Xiang didn't want to lose face in front of his friends, so after learning that Song Zhihui was leaving, he naturally wouldn't keep him.

However, for the sake of courtesy, Wang Xiang still got up and prepared to go to the gate to send him off.

After all, Wang Xiang also planned to invite Song Zhihui to hold the banquet when the Wang family held a wedding in the future.

"Everyone, excuse me. I'll go see if I can leave this beautiful chef to have a banquet before leaving."

Wang Xiang said to his friend, left the banquet hall, and walked towards the gate of the mansion.

Wang Haoran knew that Wang Xiang had paid a lot of money to invite Song Zhihui, so he naturally had doubts about what Wang Xiang said.

After thinking for a while, he also got up and left the banquet hall.

At present, this Song Zhihui has seen him, but he has never seen Song Zhihui.

Therefore, it is natural to want to see what the beauty of the chef is, what everyone is talking about.

In particular, I wanted to see with my own eyes whether Song Zhihui's legs were really long.

Wang Xiang came to the gate of the mansion.

Song Zhihui stood with her back facing the gate of the mansion, carrying a precious bag, as if waiting.

Hearing footsteps behind him, he suddenly looked back.

"Miss Song, don't you stay and eat the banquet before leaving?" Wang Xiang said.

"Thank you for your kindness, I still have something to do, so I won't stay for dinner." Song Zhihui looked polite.

"Alright then," Wang Xiang didn't hold back, pretending to nod his head regretfully, then said:

"I will credit the balance to your account tomorrow morning."

"Okay." Song Zhihui nodded politely and smiled.

At this time, a red Mercedes-Benz commercial car came,

Stopped at the gate of the Wang family mansion.

But it was Song Zhihui's personal assistant who arrived by car.

"Miss Song, I'm not far away." Wang Xiang said politely again.

Song Zhihui gave a smirk and was too lazy to answer, ready to get in the car.

Suddenly, his eyes caught a glimpse of a figure walking not far away.

Song Zhihui's movement into the car suddenly froze, and she fixed her eyes on the approaching figure.

On the delicate and beautiful face, a smile is gradually blooming and blooming.

Wang Haoran opened the perspective and saw Song Zhihui from afar.

Song Zhihui is really tall.

Visually it looks like 180.

And high to high, but not flat, the curve is amazing.

Simply supermodel.

A pair of legs wrapped in skinny jeans is really long and well-proportioned in thickness. Any increase or decrease will lose its beauty. It's just right and perfect.

Wang Haoran asked himself.

He had never carried such long legs on his shoulders.

The most important point is that Song Zhihui is still very white.

That natural white.

The skin is as good as a baby's, with no blemishes.

Soon, Wang Haoran came to Wang Xiang's side.

Song Zhihui saw it more realistically, as if a deer was madly bumping into her heart.

"Miss Song?"

The female assistant was outside the car, just waiting for Song Zhihui to close the door after she got into the car.

However, Song Zhihui maintained the movement of stepping into the car and stepping on the ground for a long time.

The female assistant was also puzzled, so she asked.

Hearing the voice, Song Zhihui came back to her senses. Quickly averted his eyes to look somewhere.

Immediately, take back a long leg that stepped into the car.

He walked in front of Wang Xiang.

Seeing this, Wang Xiang felt a little strange.

This Song Zhihui was about to get into the car and leave, why did she suddenly come back?

"Boss Wang, I thought about it again. You invited me so kindly. If I just leave like this, it will be too disrespectful to you."

While Wang Xiang was puzzled, Song Zhihui also suddenly spoke up.

Because of her guilty conscience, when Song Zhihui said this, she did not dare to look at Wang Haoran beside Wang Xiang.