"Mr.
Yang Huan, do you know Sir Brun?"
Princess Kate saw Yang Huan staring at Zhuang Ziqing and asked with a smile.
Yang Huan shook his head, "Is he famous?"
"Of course" Princess Kate nodded with a chuckle, "He is a leading figure in the Royal Bar Association.
One word he says is worth what others have said for several years.
The person next to him is also Chinese.
I heard he is the most outstanding student at Oxford University this year. , as soon as he graduated, he was recruited by Sir Brun to work in his law firm. " Yang Huan didn't expect that his fiancée was so famous.
In fact, it’s no wonder, because many people who study law choose to go into politics.
Therefore, the British upper class is naturally paying close attention to the academic master of Oxford University, an authoritative university in the British legal field.
Just as he was talking, he saw Sir Brun and Zhuang Ziqing walking towards Prince William and his wife.
Zhuang Ziqing, who had his head slightly lowered, raised his head and saw Yang Huan.
His eyes were full of disbelief, and he lost his voice.
"What's wrong?"
Sir Brun looked at the normally dignified female apprentice strangely.
"No, it's nothing."
Zhuang Ziqing shook his head.
But from the look in her eyes as she stared at Yang Huan, everyone could easily detect something unusual.
"Hello, Sir Brun" Prince William and his wife greeted him.
"Sir, let me introduce to you.
This is the boss of Southampton, Mr.
Yang Huan from China."
Prince William personally introduced him, and Zhuang Ziqing's beauty turned pale when she saw him just now.
Sir Brun was also very interested in Yang Huan.
"Hello, Mr.
Yang Huan, I've heard of you for a long time."
"Yes, I feel very honored to be remembered by Sir Brun."
Sir Brun seems to be very influential in this circle.
As soon as he showed up, many people greeted him and took the initiative to talk to him.
The same goes for Prince William and his wife.
There is no shortage of people coming to Yang Huan's house, but most of them have their own motives.
Some people even asked nakedly if they could open the back door for their children.
Yang Huan was a little annoyed by this kind of thing, so he simply found an opportunity and sneaked out of the balcony.
Although Zhuang Ziqing was chatting with Sir Brun, the old Sir obviously also liked Zhuang Ziqing, a student.
He kept introducing political and business celebrities in London to her.
There were also countless people who wanted to talk to this glamorous big shot.
Beauties talk.
But Zhuang Ziqing's heart was focused on Yang Huan and she was stingy with words.
She always felt uncomfortable when she saw Yang Huan taking the equally beautiful Charlene Lahiri out of the hall and into the garden.
Which woman would feel comfortable watching her fiancé drag a beautiful woman into a deserted garden?
So, she also found an opportunity, confessed to Sir Brun, and quickly chased after him.
The garden outside the balcony is not large, but it is quite quiet.
Compared with the noisy and brightly lit banquet hall, this place seems a bit dark, but more comfortable.
"I really can't stand those hypocritical guys out there."
Yang Huan shook his head and sighed.
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It was the first time for him to participate in such a banquet of high society, and he felt very stressed.
Especially considering that he is not usually a person who is good at hypocrisy and perfunctoryness.
But in this case, it must be done.
"Me too" Charlene Lahiri was even more uncomfortable.
She even felt that the way many men looked at her made them want to eat her alive.
This look was so terrifying, it reminded her of the time when she was kidnapped.
I feel like I'm getting cold all over Seeing her arms folded across her chest and rubbing her elbows, Yang Huan felt that he should show a gentlemanly manner at this time, so he took off his suit jacket and gently put it on for her from behind.
The suit jacket might not be warm, but what warmed her heart was Yang Huan's thoughtfulness.
Charlene Lahiri gently leaned to her side, her whole body was close to Yang Huan's arms, and her head rested on his shoulder.
With her eyes closed, she felt a sense of security, and her originally impetuous heart became calmer.
At this moment, she really hoped that time would stop forever and not move forward.
Yang Huan didn't expect that it was usually difficult to touch her, but at this time she actually took the initiative to embrace her.
It seems that what is said in the secret book of picking up girls is correct.
Feelings, artistic conception and atmosphere are all powerful tools for men to conquer women.
Do you want to hold her with my hand?
It’s really confusing Don't hug me.
It seems that I am too ungraceful.
Moreover, she has been so obvious and direct.
If you don’t give her some feedback, she might think that I am not interested in her and hurt her heart.
That would be bad, right?
But if you hug me, will you think I'm frivolous and not reserved enough?
Also, if you want to hug, should you hug your shoulders or waist?
Headache, distress It seems that my experience in picking up girls is not rich enough, and I always hesitate at such critical moments.
Forget it, hold her shoulders first.
If she doesn't resist, it means she agrees.
I will hold her waist.
If she doesn't resist, then I will do it tonight.
Just when Yang Huan raised his hand and wanted to put it on Charlene Lahiri's shoulder, he suddenly discovered that Zhuang Ziqing appeared behind him.
This time, the hand couldn't let go.
Zhuang Ziqing went out to find her fiancé.
When she saw Yang Huan appearing at the Duke of Westminster's banquet, she was really moved.
She felt that Yang Huan must have spent a lot of effort and used countless connections to get into the venue.
So, when she saw Yang Huan coming out, she immediately chased him.
She really wanted to take this opportunity to have a good talk with Yang Huan.
Unexpectedly, he saw his fiancé holding a woman.
She bit her lower lip hard and told herself that I had nothing to do with him and had no right to interfere with him.
Whatever he wanted to do, it had nothing to do with me.
But I don’t know why, but those damn tears kept falling down.
This is already the second time The last time he spent the night on the deck with Zhang Ning.
This time, he hugged a woman What kind of person is he?
How can this be?
"Yang Huan, I hate you so much" After Zhuang Ziqing shouted, he turned around and ran away.
Yang Huan was stunned, and so was Charlene Lahiri.
"Hey" Yang Huan wanted to call her to stop, but this girl ran very fast and couldn't be stopped.
Yang Huan smiled bitterly now, this misunderstanding was huge.
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The most important thing is that I suffer a loss
It would be better if I hugged you, but the problem is, you misunderstood me before I even hugged you.
"Who is she?"
Charlene Lahiri looked at Yang Huan, a little wary.
She knew very well that Yang Huan was very popular with girls and had a lot of charm.
Could it be that he was a love rival?
"Nothing, let's go back first" Yang Huan said with a wry smile.
After returning to the venue, Yang Huan looked around and did not see Zhuang Ziqing.
There was no one around Sir Brun.
"That's weird, where did you go?"
Yang Huan was a little depressed.
In any case, no matter whether the marriage is successful or not, she is a family friend and a beauty, so she must be taken care of.
"Charlene, please sit here for a while.
I'll go out and be back soon."
After speaking, Yang Huan turned around and walked out of the banquet hall.
As soon as Yang Huan left with his front foot, Abramovich came forward with his back foot.
He now discovered that Yang Huan was not very good at other things, but he was good at picking up girls.
Every woman around me is of such high quality, including Lin Yoona and Charlene Lahiri.
There are many people who have the same thoughts as him.
Many so-called gentlemen and nobles are lurking around Charlene Lahiri like wolves and tigers, waiting for opportunities to strike up a conversation.
"Hello, Miss Lahiri, can I sit down?"
Abramovich tried to be as gentlemanly as possible.
Still wearing Yang Huan's suit jacket, Charlene Lahiri raised her head coldly, "Sorry, someone is here."
This made Abramovich's face suddenly stiffen.
This was tantamount to rejecting him naked in public.
The Russian was furious in his heart, but on the surface he smiled awkwardly and backed away.
As soon as he left, other people stopped trying to strike up a conversation.
However, they did have one more thing to talk about.
Later, the story about the Russian who tried to chat up Yang Huan but was met with disgrace must have been circulated among the upper class.
As soon as Yang Huan walked out of the banquet hall, he immediately looked for him in the garden.
The garden itself is not big, and the lights are not bright, but they are not dark either.
It was easy to find Zhuang Ziqing at a flower viewing place.
She was crying on the table Yang Huan didn't know what this meant.
Could it be that she was crying because she saw that she wanted to hug Charlene Lahiri?
But doesn’t she have nothing to do with him?
Moreover, the last time she pretended to work for him, she didn't get along very well with him.
Could it be that she just fell in love with me for no reason?
No matter how narcissistic Yang Huan is, he doesn't think this is possible.
In this regard, he indeed overestimated the emotional intelligence of a girl from a family like Zhuang Ziqing.
Yang Huan walked over, gently opened the wicker chair, and sat on it.
No crying was heard, and it was obvious that she didn't want to cry to Yang Huan.
But he didn't speak, didn't raise his head, and just lay there.
Yang Huan didn't know what to say, so he could only remain silent for the time being.
The banquet hall in the distance was still full of people and noisy.
It's like two worlds from here.
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"Actually, you misunderstood" Yang Huan finally spoke.
Zhuang Ziqing still didn't say anything or move, and continued to lie down.
"I just saw that she was cold, so I gave her a coat to wear.
This was a gentlemanly behavior and there was no evil intention."
Zhuang Ziqing still didn't speak or move.
"As for me, you know this person.
Being romantic is my biggest shortcoming in this life, but not being obscene is my greatest advantage.
Who makes me this person?
I am particularly popular with women.
In addition, I am handsome myself.
There are many girls who fall in love with me.
I can refuse one, two or three, but there are so many that I feel embarrassed to refuse again."
"You can't even deny yourself the power to make people love you."
Zhuang Ziqing couldn't help it anymore, and burst into laughter.
How narcissistic does this person have to be to say something like this?
She raised her head suddenly, her crying look made people extremely pitiful, but she was clearly smiling at this time.
But she immediately covered her mouth again and refused to smile to him "Look, it's so nice to smile.
I remember you loved to laugh when you were a child.
I still remember that time, you came to my house with your parents and grandpa.
They were talking downstairs while we played upstairs, but you turned out to be too naughty.
Now, I just squatted down and peeed all over your grandpa’s head and face.”
"Nonsense" Zhuang Ziqing couldn't help it now, "You were obviously the one who peed downstairs, so you have to rely on others for what you did yourself?"
"Is it me?"
Yang Huan continued to pretend to be dumbfounded, "I remember it was obviously you."
"Who said it was me, it was obviously you" "Oh, okay then, just think of it as me."
Yang Huan finally gave in.
"I remember, you were obviously a slug when you were a child.
Why are you so beautiful now?
Have you really never been to Korea?"
Zhuang Ziqing had forgotten even her anger now.
She didn't want Yang Huan to suspect that she had plastic surgery.
"You have just been to Korea.
Mine is green and natural."
She had forgotten that she was not happy when Yang Huan said she was green and natural.
"Hey, don't tell me, I have really been to South Korea, and I originally planned to have my chin trimmed."
At this point, Yang Huan sighed, "Well, everyone said that my melancholy eyes look like Tony Leung, my nose looks like Andy Lau, my face looks like Leslie Cheung, but my chin is a little bit different.
I plan to" Zhuang Ziqing didn't even hear what he said.
She was already sitting there, laughing so hard that her stomach almost hurt.
This guy is too thick-skinned I have seen narcissistic people, but I have never seen such narcissistic people.
It’s so outrageous: