The middle-aged man in green shirt, who was still sullen at first, suddenly showed a gentle and kind look in his eyes, and said with doting: "Xinyue, you are here!"
"Dad, I heard you called me, are you okay? I'm bathing Xiao Hei." The girl curiously glanced at the calligraphy written by the middle-aged man in green shirt on the desk, and then looked at her father with some confusion.
The middle-aged man in blue shirt smiled and reached out to touch the girl's little head. A glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly said: "Xinyue, tell me, what do you think of your father setting a new marriage for you?"
"Ah?" The girl opened her mouth and exclaimed, unable to react for a moment.
Then he wrinkled his little nose angrily: "Can't you cancel the wedding and let me decide on my own? I heard that Pengshan Whip is from the northwest prairie. Although I have never seen it, he must have the stench of raising cattle, and The wind and sand from the northwest are strong, and the pores must be enlarged and extremely ugly. I have been asking you to cancel it for me, but you have never agreed, so why do you suddenly want to make a new marriage for me? "
The middle-aged man in green shirt shook his head with a wry smile and touched the girl's little head: "This is for your own good."
"Hmph~" the girl turned her face away: "If it's for my own good, cancel the marriage. I don't want a reckless man, no, no, no."
A strange light flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged man in green: "How about I introduce you to a handsome guy this time?"
"Handsome guy? Are you more handsome than Wu Yan? Are you more handsome than Nicholas Tse?" The girl immediately turned her head and asked questions curiously.
The middle-aged man in a green shirt suddenly had black lines on his head. How come young girls nowadays are like this? Even their own daughters are star-struck.
"What can he do if he is handsome? Can he be used as food?" he scolded angrily.
"Of course you can make a living by being handsome. You can also lose weight. The most important thing is that it's eye-catching." The girl wrinkled her nose and said confidently.
The middle-aged man in green shirt took out a photo from the drawer and sighed: "But to be honest, he is really more handsome than those messy celebrities you mentioned."
"Really or not? I'm not a child, there's no point in lying to me." The girl's eyes were full of doubt, and she curiously looked at the photo in the hands of the middle-aged man in blue.
The middle-aged man in green shirt took a look at the photo, which showed a cold face, and his eyes were like a pool of stagnant water that could not be seen clearly. In fact, he didn't know whether he was right or wrong.
Before it was handed over, the girl snatched it away.
The girl suddenly made a surprised and uncertain sound: "Eh~ It's actually a pretty boy."
Hearing his daughter's description, the middle-aged man in Qingshan's face suddenly twitched hard. If this person was a pretty boy, there would probably be no one to be afraid of in the world.
But to be honest, when he first saw it, he didn't believe that the man actually looked like this.
"He is indeed handsome, with perfect facial features. His eyes are the most mysterious, and his whole body is full of a special temperament." The girl kept studying. Her eyesight has been honed since childhood. What kind of man has she not seen before? Ah, the more she looked at it, the more she felt it suited her own needs. This could be regarded as her father introducing her to the best fiancé.
Suddenly he raised his head and looked at the middle-aged man in green shirt: "Is this the person? Let you change your original mind? This is unscientific. Don't you hate pretty boys the most? You are still such a handsome pretty boy. If you want to find a fiancé for me, you must choose me. Not a strong man."
"Ahem~" The middle-aged man in green shirt blushed and glared at his daughter who was speaking angrily: "Why are you talking to daddy?"
"Tch~" The girl wrinkled her little nose with disdain.
"Then it's agreed that you will pick up the plane at four o'clock this afternoon." The middle-aged man in Qingshan said directly.
"What? I'll go." The girl suddenly raised her head and looked at her father in disbelief.
Looking at her father with a serious face, the girl stopped her mouth and looked at the figure slowly walking down from the plane in the photo with some disbelief. This should be a photo taken by a surveillance camera.
What kind of person is he who actually asks her, the eldest lady of the Xinyue Hotel, to pick him up at the airport in person?
It was her father's personal instructions.
This is too big a deal.
Looking at his daughter leaving with the photo, the middle-aged man in blue had a complicated look in his eyes, and looked at the two powerful characters with dried ink on the rice paper on the table: "Lone Wolf."
"Is what I'm doing right or wrong?" A soft soliloquy sounded in the study, unnoticed by anyone.
"Lone wolf? Is it related to this man?" The quirky girl who walked out looked at the man in the photo with deep curiosity in her eyes. She was naturally smart. When she entered, she saw the selection above The handwriting that had not yet dried, coupled with what her father said, allowed her to directly connect the two.
"But apart from having a special temperament, what does such a handsome and elegant boy have to do with these two words filled with murderous intent?"
"And who is this man? It seems quite interesting." There was a trace of doubt and thought on his cute face.
But soon his face was filled with excitement. Her big and smart eyes flickered, revealing her brightness: "By the way, I can finally go out to play. I'm almost suffocated. Let me, Yin Xinyue, come and meet you, this mysterious young man who jumped out of nowhere, but Do not disappoint me."
As he muttered, a faint smile appeared on his lips: "Butler, butler, where are you?"
"Miss, here you are, what are your orders?"
"You prepare it for me."
"Yes, miss."
At this time, Zhuang Ming met a familiar figure on the plane.
Sitting in the luxurious first-class cabin, I dismissed the flight attendants who were so attentive and handed small notes, because there were still flight attendants cleaning up, and the door was not closed tightly. From the first-class cabin, I heard a noise coming from outside.
But she was still quite reserved. After all, the stewardess and flight attendant had undergone rigorous training, but they were just a little emotional.
But the noise probably came from the VIP passage.
"Who's here?" Zhuang Ming asked casually without taking it to heart.
The flight attendant who was pouring a glass of red wine for Zhuang Ming glanced at Zhuang Ming with a charming look and replied very charmingly: "It's the popular female star Yang Xuefei. She happened to participate in a charity event in Donghai City and was preparing to return to the Magic City. , the fans were so enthusiastic that they almost rushed in."
Zhuang Ming couldn't help but be stunned, and a memory couldn't help but pop up in his mind. It was a memory of being on a plane.
The most unforgettable thing is of course those two long legs.
As straight and slender as chopsticks, as smooth as jade, and with that charming, silky face, begging to herself.
During this period, there were too many things going on, and I didn’t expect that we would meet again on the plane again.
(End of chapter)
