Metropolis: I Became The Rich Second-generation Villain

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

To be honest, he actually really wanted Song Zhihui to leave like this.

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

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

"Haha, please, please." Wang Xiang narrowed his mind and smiled, with a welcome look on his face.

Immediately, Wang Xiang led the way.

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

When Song Zhihui saw this just now, she had already guessed after the person she fell in love with at first sight appeared, but she was still astonished when she heard Wang Xiang say it.

She never thought that the creditor of her girlfriend was the handsome guy she fell in love with at first sight.

At that time, he still complained to Feng Anna about the ugliness of "Wang Haoran".

Thinking of this, Song Zhihui felt embarrassed.

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

Wang Haoran also tilted his head and cast his gaze.

The eyes of the two pairs collided in the air.

Wang Haoran was calm on the surface.

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

While speaking, he took the initiative to stretch out his hand.

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

Only feel that Song Zhihui's hands are softer and smoother than imagined.

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

But think about it again.

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 are different from those of an ordinary chef, and are like the daughter of a golden lady who doesn't touch the sun with her fingers, which makes it even more reasonable.

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

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

When Wang Xiang saw him by the side, he felt a little strange. Song Zhihui didn't shake hands with him, so why was she eager for her son?

But after thinking about it, this also seems to be a good thing.

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

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

After Song Zhihui came, she sat there naturally.

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

After saying these words, Wang Xiang was very nervous.

For fear, Song Zhihui will tell the truth.

But what is surprising is that Song Zhihui not only failed to tell the truth, but even at the banquet, she was very polite to herself and Zhen Li.

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

After the meal was over, the sky outside was completely dark.

Wang Xiang sent his friends away one after another.

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

"Boss Wang, I should go, too. Goodbye."

"Miss Song, it's getting late, you first arrived at Qingling, you should not have a fixed place to live, why don't you stay here, what do you think?" Wang Xiang stayed.

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

"Then bother." Song Zhihui was afraid of Wang Xiang's remorse, and hurriedly responded.

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

"Don't bother me, Miss Song, you can stay and let me shine."

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

"Haoran, you can 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, he made a "please" gesture.

"Follow me."

"Trouble you." Song Zhihui was overjoyed, but she just showed a little smile on the surface.

Wang Haoran walked ahead, and Song Zhihui followed closely.

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

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

"The guest rooms are cleaned regularly, and the beds and other supplies are all new, so you can sleep well. If you have any other needs, you can also tell me." Wang Haoran said solemnly.

"Thank you." Song Zhihui lowered her head, tapped a white sharp chin, and suddenly asked:

"Are you still studying?"

In formal occasions, she is still relatively restrained. In fact, she has a very free personality, lively and cheerful.

Seeing that there is no other person here, he naturally restored his original temperament.

Moreover, this Wang Haoran looked very shy.

Song Zhihui's courage was naturally fatter.

"Yes, freshman at Qingling University." Wang Haoran looked honest and friendly.

"Freshman..." Song Zhihui said to herself.

If that's the case, he should be nineteen years old, three years younger than himself.

Isn't it an old cow that eats tender grass?

Bah, that's not right!

The old saying goes well, it's just right for the female junior to hold gold bricks!

"What handsome you look like, 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 showed joy, she spotted Wang Haoran's dodging gaze, and said half-jokingly:

"Then what do you think of me?"

Wang Haoran was stunned, but didn't expect that the heroine Song Zhihui would be quite straightforward.

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

"Then I will be your girlfriend, okay?"

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

Wang Haoran wanted to return a "good", but when the words came to his lips, he swallowed it back abruptly.

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

Among them, it includes god-level cooking skills.

Song Zhihui, the female protagonist's culinary skills, is superb, probably one of Qin Fan's ninety-nine apprentices.

If you determine the relationship with Song Zhihui, if you let Qin Fan know.

Doesn't this mean Ra Qinfan's hatred?

"I just joked with you, but I actually have a girlfriend." Wang Haoran suddenly changed.

Upon hearing this, Song Zhihui rolled her eyes.

She didn't believe this at all.

I just thought that Wang Haoran was just looking for excuses and excuses for rejecting herself.

"Then do you mind, one more girlfriend?"

Song Zhihui didn't expose this shy guy, staring at him, showing a charming smile, wanting to tease him!

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