novelweb Chapter 646 How do you know I like this?
Chapter 646 How do you know I like this?
The crowd reacted belatedly, and were all shocked to the point of becoming speechless.
In the past, Xiao, the power-hungry dragon, had become the richest man in the Mainland at a young age. Many paparazzi in the Hong Kong media were under the instructions of the rich man and said that they did not dare to show up because they were too ugly, or they were disfigured when they seized power. .
Seven years ago, he became the richest man in the world. He was still young and exasperating, but he still showed no signs of coming to the stage. At this time, rumors were spreading all over the sky. Anyway, everyone had reached a consensus.
The boss is definitely ugly.
but now……
Are you telling everyone that this handsome guy who is even more handsome than an international supermodel is the richest man? !
Not to mention others, even Zheng Meiyi was dumbfounded at this moment.
"Yue Qing, didn't you say that your boyfriend would come over with you? Why did you find a handsome boy?" She approached her good friend and joked with a smile, but there was a trace of dissatisfaction in her eyes.
From the beginning, she felt that the possibility of the Xiao family member attending was very small, but since Qu Yueqing had sworn it, she believed it, and she didn't expect that it would end up causing her an unexpected mistake.
She felt that Qu Yueqing was trying to make him look fat, and she looked down upon him very much.
She even didn’t believe the identity of the handsome guy in front of her.
"Mei Yi, what are you talking about?" Qu Yueqing was stunned for a moment, then secretly pulled her hand to her side, and then awkwardly introduced her, "This is my boyfriend, Xiao Yunting. Yunting, this This is Zheng Meiyi, the daughter of Fujinxuan Jewelry Auction House, who is also a good friend of mine."
"Xiao...Yunting?" Zheng Meiyi was dumbfounded when she heard the last name. She stared at the man's face for a long time before she realized what she said, "Ahem, I'm sorry, I just misunderstood. I didn't expect the world's richest man to look like that. Such a handsome guy.”
As she said that, the dignified Miss Zheng blushed slightly, and now she felt really envious and jealous of Qu Yueqing.
The onlookers gasped after hearing this, feeling that the world's richest man was so perfect that he was simply anti-human.
In front of a glass display cabinet, Ye Lan looked sideways at all this, his eyes as cold as the moon, without any waves.
Wu Heng curled his lips, feeling unlucky that he could bump into Xiao Yunting wherever he went. He didn't know if the other party was intentional, but when he saw that the other party didn't come over, he also led a group of people to the other side.
"Senior sister, why don't we go get something to eat? I don't know until what time we will be busy today?" He pointed to the self-service dining table in the corner and said to Ye Lan.
"Yeah." Ye Lan had no objection.
The two of them separated from Liu Zhixiong and others, went to the rectangular dining table next to the champagne tower, and ordered some famous Hong Kong specialty desserts.
Ye Lan took a few bites and thought it tasted good, so she couldn't help but focus more on eating. Occasionally, one or two wealthy businessmen wanted to approach and strike up a conversation, but Wu Heng stopped them.
"Tsk, it's all the reporter's fault. Why don't we let Liu Zhixiong issue a clarification statement later." He wanted to dig out the eyes of those men when he saw their malicious looks.
Ye Lan was calm, chose another piece of pastry, and said quietly: "Not everyone may believe the clarification. I will leave in two days, and the rumors will naturally be self-defeating."
She didn't care about these external things, they were just a few rumors, and she wouldn't take them to heart.
Wu Heng had no choice but to turn around and help her choose desserts.
Although Ye Lan's cultivation has now reached the stage of living without grains and she doesn't need to eat and is not hungry, she is still used to eating three meals a day, and she particularly likes sweets.
As he lowered his head to choose food, an arm suddenly stretched out from beside him, wearing an expensive silver-gray suit, holding a bowl of sweet-scented osmanthus soup.
Ye Lan looked up and saw Xiao Yunting.
"You should like this." Xiao Yunting handed the thing in his hand forward, with no extra expression on his indifferent face, as if he just happened to pass by and did it casually.
Ye Lan glanced at the sweet-scented osmanthus soup, and there seemed to be waves in his cold eyes, and there was a hint of softness in his plain tone, "How do you know I like this?"
"Guess." Xiao Yunting answered simply and clearly.
"..." The flickering light in his eyes quickly extinguished, Ye Lan took the cup of sweet-scented osmanthus soup and politely responded, "Thank you."
In the cold colored glass bowl, the sweet-scented osmanthus soup was crystal clear, very much like the tonic dessert delivered to me from the villa next door every day in Jiangcheng.
Just for a moment when Xiao Yunting was carrying something, she mistakenly thought that the other person was thinking of something.
In the end, it was just my own delusion.
Soon, Ye Lan pulled away from his emotions and handed something in his pocket to the other party, "I'll give this back to you."
Xiao Yunting lowered his eyes and saw that it was a white glove.
At that time, hundreds of thousands of evil spirits rushed towards the demonic waters. Ye Lan sacrificed his life and fell into the sea to suppress him. He grabbed the opponent's hand, but in the end, Ye Lan broke his hand and threw the glove into the sea together.
Seeing this glove, Xiao Yunting still felt a dull sting in his heart, but there was no sign of taking the thing on his face.
As their fingertips touched lightly, Ye Lan noticed that the other party was not wearing gloves today. He even directly touched the glass cup on the exhibition with his hand just now. He couldn't help but wonder: "Isn't it uncomfortable?"
She knew how severe his mysophobia was.
This is a psychological trauma caused by past encounters in the subconscious. Ye Lan also knows how deep that wound is, and knows that it is not that easy to overcome.
Xiao Yunting heard what she meant. After taking the gloves, he just put them in his pocket and replied in a low voice: "It's okay."
After saying that, he took out a bottle of disinfectant and sprayed it on his palm.
Ye Lan raised his eyebrows slightly, feeling that this man was asking for trouble.
Not far away, Qu Yueqing was watching this scene with a cold face, sitting next to the piano without saying a word.
Zheng Meiyi found the piano score for her and happened to catch this scene. She couldn't help frowning and murmuring, "Why is it her again? With such a face, she attracts people everywhere. She even has your boyfriend's ideas in mind, and she openly It’s so low-key to give things away.”
As she said that, she turned to see Qu Yueqing's unhappy expression, then put her hand on his shoulder and smiled mysteriously: "But don't worry, someone will come to take care of her soon."
Not long after, several women came in at the gate, all in dazzling evening gowns. The jewelry on their necks and hands were all valuable, and their appearance and figure were even better.
The guests present were obviously no strangers to them, but they were shocked to see them together.
"Aren't these six golden flowers from Boss Liu? I usually don't see Wang's, so why come here together today? It's so fresh."
"It's not surprising. It's not surprising that Qi Yi Tai, a golden flower, has come from behind. It seems that an alliance has been formed."
"Oh, then there will be something good to watch now."
……
Gossip is human nature, not to mention the scandal of the Ship King, which has always been involved in romantic affairs. It is also a topic that everyone talks about after dinner every day. Now that they see the Shura Field with their own eyes, everyone's eyes turn from the cultural relics to the gate.
The six golden flowers all walked towards the self-service dining table without saying a word.
Ye Lan clearly felt some unfriendly glances behind him. As footsteps approached, he turned around and was surrounded by people.
"Who are you and what do you want to do?" Wu Heng had been holding back his anger since just now, and now he was about to push someone away.
There's nothing gentlemanly about him.
But the next second, Ye Lan put his arm around his shoulder.
"Did you smell it?"