I Became the Rich Second-generation Villain

Hearing Song Zhihui's words, Wang Xiang's face collapsed.

To be honest, he really wanted Song Zhihui to leave just like that.

Because she was afraid that Song Zhihui would unintentionally expose her previous lies when she went to the banquet.

However, Song Zhihui said so, and Wang Xiang couldn't drive people away.

"Haha, then please." Wang Xiang restrained his thoughts, smiled, and looked like he was welcoming.

Immediately, Wang Xiang led the way.

Wang Haoran was very clear about the change in Song Zhihui's attitude, but he remained silent.

On the way, Song Zhihui suddenly asked Wang Xiang:

"Who is this next to you?"

"This is my son, Wang Haoran." Wang Xiang gave a brief introduction.

Song Zhihui saw this just now. After letting the person she fell in love with at first sight appear, she already had some guesses, but after hearing Wang Xiang say it, she couldn't help but feel astonished.

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She never imagined that the creditor of her best friend was actually the handsome guy she fell in love with at first sight.

At that time, he also complained to Feng Anna that "Wang Haoran" was ugly.

Thinking of this, Song Zhihui felt embarrassed.

However, after hearing Wang Xiang's introduction, he couldn't help but look at Wang Haoran.

Wang Haoran also turned his head and cast his gaze.

The two pairs of eyes collided in the air.

Wang Haoran was calm.

Song Zhihui felt her heart beating faster, she took a deep breath, calmed down, and smiled, "Hi, hello."

While speaking, he took the initiative to extend his hand.

"Hello." Wang Haoran stretched out his hand and shook it.

I only felt that Song Zhihui's hands were softer and smoother than expected.

It stands to reason that as a chef, Song Zhihui should have rough hands.

But on second thought.

If Song Zhihui wears special gloves when handling ingredients and cooking, plus proper maintenance, it is normal for her to be so tender.

Moreover, the heroine halo has always been unreasonable.

Song Zhihui's hands were different from those of ordinary cooks, and they were just like those of a young lady whose ten fingers did not touch the spring water, which made it even more plausible.

After thinking about it, the two shook hands and then released each other.

But Wang Haoran could clearly feel that when the two shook hands, Song Zhihui's hands trembled.

Wang Xiang felt a little strange when he saw it. Song Zhihui didn't even shake hands with him, how could she be so eager to her son?

But on second thought, that seems like a good thing.

Not long after, the three came to the banquet hall.

At the friend's table, there was originally a reserved seat for Song Zhihui.

After Song Zhihui came, she just sat there.

Wang Xiang had boasted before, so he could only bite the bullet, pretending to be very friendly with Song Zhihui, and introduced him to his friends.

After saying these words, Wang Xiang was very nervous.

For fear that Song Zhihui would tell the truth.

But surprisingly, Song Zhihui not only did not tell the truth, but even during the banquet, she was very polite to herself and Zhen Li.

Seeing this, the friends did not doubt Wang Xiang's words at all.

After the dinner, it was completely dark outside.

Wang Xiang sent his friends away one after another.

Song Zhihui stayed for a while longer, and when the guests gradually dispersed, she felt inconvenient to stay longer.

"Boss Wang, it's time for me to go too, farewell."

"Miss Song, it's getting late, you just arrived in Qingling, you probably don't have a fixed place to stay, why don't you stay here, what do you think?" Wang Xiang held back for a while.

He did this all because he wanted to thank Song Zhihui for not exposing himself before, so he was so kind and polite.

"Then I'll be bothering you." Song Zhihui hurriedly responded as if afraid of Wang Xiang's remorse.

"Okay, then I'll send you..." Wang Xiang blurted out, but quickly realized that the situation was different from what he expected, and quickly changed his words:

"Don't bother, Miss Song, if you can stay, let me flourish."

Immediately, he wanted the servant to take Song Zhihui to the best guest room, but suddenly noticed that his son was looking at Song Zhihui.

"Haoran, send this Miss Song to the guest room." Wang Xiang couldn't help but want to give his son an assist.

"Okay." Wang Haoran responded, secretly giving Wang Xiang a like. Looking at Song Zhihui, she made a 'please' gesture.

"Come with me."

"Excuse me." Song Zhihui was overjoyed, but only showed a slight smile on the surface.

Wang Haoran walked ahead, Song Zhihui followed closely.

After a while, the two came to a guest room.

Wang Haoran pushed the door open and walked in with Song Zhihui.

"The guest room is cleaned regularly. The bed and other supplies are all new. You can sleep peacefully. If you need anything else, you can tell me." Wang Haoran said solemnly.

"Thank you." Song Zhihui lowered her head, nodded her snow-white pointed chin, and suddenly asked:

"Are you still studying?"

In formal occasions, she is relatively restrained. In fact, her personality is very detached, lively and cheerful.

Seeing that there is no one else here, he naturally regained his original temperament.

Moreover, this Wang Haoran looked very shy.

Song Zhihui's courage, naturally

fatter.

"Yes, I'm a freshman at Qingling University." Wang Haoran looked honest.

"Freshman year..." Song Zhihui muttered to herself.

In this way, he should be nineteen years old, three years younger than himself.

Are you not an old cow eating tender grass?

Bah, no!

As the old saying goes, it is just right for a female junior to hold a golden brick!

"How handsome are you, there must be many girls chasing you. Do you have a girlfriend?" Song Zhihui continued to sound.

"No... no girlfriend." Wang Haoran lowered his head and looked away, as if embarrassed.

After Song Zhihui heard this, her eyes flashed with joy, she pinpointed Wang Haoran's dodging gaze, and said half-jokingly:

"Then what do you think of me?"

Wang Haoran was stunned for a while, but did not expect Song Zhihui to be quite direct.

"You are very beautiful." Wang Haoran pretended not to understand the meaning of her words.

"Then I'll be your girlfriend, okay?"

Song Zhihui felt that he was dull, so she could only speak bluntly.

Wang Haoran wanted to return a "yes", but when the words came to his mouth, he swallowed them back abruptly.

He had checked Qin Fan before and knew what Qin Fan's ninety-nine abilities were.

Among them, including god-level cooking.

Song Zhihui, the heroine's cooking skills, was amazing, and she was probably one of Qin Fan's ninety-nine apprentices.

If you establish a relationship with Song Zhihui, if you let Qin Fan know.

Isn't this equal to La Qinfan's hatred?

"I was joking with you just now, but I actually have a girlfriend." Wang Haoran suddenly changed his tune.

Hearing this, Song Zhihui rolled her eyes.

She didn't believe it at all.

I just thought that Wang Haoran was just a pretext and excuse for rejecting himself.

"Then do you mind having an extra girlfriend?"

Song Zhihui didn't even expose this shy guy, she stared at him with a charming smile, trying to tease him!

[Author's digression]: The fourth shift has been delivered, and I am asking for a ticket.