Quick Wear: Why did the male protagonist fall in love with the vicious villain again?

The door of the banquet hall slowly opened, and under the eager gazes of everyone, an old man in a dark suit walked in steadily, his silver hair carefully combed behind his head, and he looked energetic.

"Mr. Song, long time no see."

"Good evening, Mr. Song."

"The old man is in great spirits. How did he train?"

"Isn't it? The old man looks several years younger."

All the greetings came at once.

Old Master Song smiled and nodded, then turned sideways to let the young man behind him pass, raised his hand, and spoke in a friendly tone.

"Gui Yan, come here."

The young man took a step forward, revealing a cold and handsome face. The well-tailored black suit made him look more steady.

Many people's eyes lit up. This man had extremely superior facial features and sharp contours. The eyes of the ladies present were almost all on his face.

These people in high positions were all shrewd people, and although they didn't know this man, the old man's attitude made their smiles towards the young man even more kindly.

Mr. Song cleared his throat and said seriously, "Let me introduce you to them."

"This is my grandson, Fu Guiyan."

The expressions of the people around were a little surprised.

The people standing behind were talking in a surprised whisper.

"grandson?"

"Your last name is Fu?"

Zhou's father was also squeezed in the crowd. When he saw Fu Guiyan's appearance, he suddenly felt that he looked a little familiar, but he quickly put this feeling behind him.

A middle-aged man laughed and said, "Grandpa, we haven't seen your grandson yet."

Old Master Song looked at Fu Guiyan with a look of relief: "Yes, it's rare for him to come back, so we must welcome him and let him meet the elders."

Someone immediately said, "Master Fu is handsome and will become a great man in the future."

"Hey, Gui Yan is still young and has a lot to learn." Apparently, this sentence was very useful to Mr. Song, and he laughed so hard that he couldn't open his eyes.

"When I retire, the Song family will be handed over to the younger generation to manage, and I will wait to enjoy my retirement."

Hearing this, Fu Guiyan glanced at Mr. Song.

Many people understood the signal in the old man's words and couldn't help but look at Fu Guiyan with a higher opinion.

The atmosphere of the banquet became even more lively, and people came over one after another to toast Mr. Song and Fu Guiyan.

Zhou's father finally found Bai Chao. Seeing Bai Chao still leisurely chatting and laughing with the beautiful woman, he immediately became furious and took him to a corner and scolded him.

"You are useless, you are a hopeless case! Don't you see the person in charge of the Song family is there? This is not the nightclub you go to!"

Perhaps his voice was too loud and attracted the attention of others, so Zhou's father suppressed his anger and lowered his voice: "The rumors I heard are indeed true. This successor is about the same age as you. Come and toast with me."

"Oh."

Bai Chao nonchalantly picked up a glass of wine and walked over with Zhou's father.

Before the people in front finished toasting, Zhou's father pulled Bai Chao and waited behind with a smile on his face, without any impatience at all.

Bai Chaodong was looking around when he was pulled by Zhou's father. He came to his senses and went forward to toast with Zhou's father.

But before Zhou's father could speak, Old Man Song narrowed his eyes and smiled, his tone somewhat intriguing.

"This must be Mr. Zhou, right? I have heard of your name for a long time."

"You...you know me?" Father Zhou's eyes widened in surprise.

Mr. Song said, "I heard that the Zhou family recently contracted a big project and got quite a bit of attention when competing with other families."

The fat on Zhou's father's face trembled, and he smiled flatteringly: "No, no, no, this kind of project will definitely not catch your eye. It's just a small thing, just a small thing."

"This is..." Old Master Song looked at Bai Chao.

"Oh! This is my son Zhou Yunyu. He is useless and not as good as Mr. Fu, who is handsome and outstanding."

Bai Chao raised his eyes and his gaze met Fu Guiyan's.

Fu Guiyan's eyes were dark and cold, without any sign of fluctuation.

Bai Chao's eyes curved slightly, and the next second a confused expression appeared on his face, as if he was thinking about something.

"My son and I would like to offer you a toast." Father Zhou and Old Man Song had almost finished their greetings and were about to toast, but Bai Chao did not move for a long time. Zhou glared at Bai Chao secretly and pushed him with his elbow, and Bai Chao finally came to his senses.

The wine glasses clinked together.

Father Zhou pulled Bai Chao to face Fu Guiyan and said, "Master Fu, we would like to toast you as well."

"..."

The two wine glasses were stuck in mid-air, and no one clinked their glasses.

Father Zhou smiled awkwardly. He didn't expect that Mr. Fu would be so disrespectful.

Just as he was about to withdraw his hand, Old Master Song coughed lightly, and Fu Guiyan's hand moved, and the wine glass in his hand condescended to clink glasses with them.

"Nice to meet you."

Fu Guiyan's voice was cold and distant, with a barely perceptible hint of murderous intent.

But Zhou's father didn't hear it: "Nice to meet you, nice to meet you. How old are you? My son seems to be about the same age as you..."

Bai Chao suddenly trembled all over and was about to leave pulling Zhou's father. Zhou's father staggered when he was pulled. Before he could get angry, his son accidentally knocked over a lady's wine glass, spilling wine all over them. They looked so embarrassed that people around them immediately laughed.

In order to save face, Zhou's father had to turn around and apologize to Mr. Song in fear while being dragged away by his son.

"Zhou Yunyu!"

Zhou's father shook off his son's hand only after he was dragged to the door. When did this brat become so strong? It really pissed him off. This bastard made him lose face in front of so many people.

"Let's go, Dad!" Bai Chao looked at the people inside in panic.

Father Zhou was so angry that he almost fainted: "How can you be so useless? You messed me up in this kind of situation!"

Bai Chao asked nervously, "Is his name Fu Guiyan?"

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"That's right! Let's go."

After saying this, Bai Chao was about to drag Zhou's father away again.

Father Zhou was really scared of being dragged on: "Wait, what's wrong with you kid?"

Bai Chao seemed to be worried about something: "Dad, let's talk about it after we go out."

Zhou's father really couldn't do anything with him, and he was covered in alcohol. It would be embarrassing if he didn't leave, so he went out with Bai Chao.

They walked to a quiet garden nearby. Father Zhou took off his wet coat and glared at Bai Chao: "Speak."

Bai Chao scratched his head: "Oh, it's me, I... I had a little conflict with this successor before... I was afraid that he would mess with me."

Father Zhou was almost furious. This kid was causing trouble for him all day long! He actually offended the Song family without him knowing.

"You still feel afraid? Your mother raised you to be fearless."

Bai Chao looked as timid as a mouse: "I didn't know he was from the Song family... If you keep groveling in front of him, then if he wants to retaliate against me, won't I be in trouble?"

Father Zhou glared at him and said, "How can you talk like that, you little brat!"

Bai Chao blinked: "Oh, by the way, Dad, don't you remember that you met him? It seems that his father died in our company, right?"

"..."

Father Zhou seemed to be poured with a basin of cold water, and froze in place. Then he recalled the boy that Fu Hua brought with him when he came to collect the debt. At that time, the boy's eyes were like a wolf cub, and he almost wanted to gnaw off his bones.

"…He is that man's son?"

After a moment's silence, Zhou's father regained his composure.

"You are just having some minor frictions. It's nothing for young people to fight and play around."

"Then his father..."

Zhou's father shouted, "Shut up! His father's death has nothing to do with us."

He shook the coat in his hand and said, "Besides, it's been so long, maybe he doesn't even remember us, and you're the only one embarrassing yourself."

"...How can you be sure that I don't remember it?"

Father Zhou didn't care at all: "Then you go and apologize to him and let him vent his anger. He just has a bad impression of us. When you get to know him well, you can say something good to him. Our family will go to his house to apologize, and maybe we can even meet Mr. Song once."

"..." Bai Chao silently looked at Zhou's father's forehead.

"What are you looking at?"

"nothing……"

Bai Chao retracted his gaze and saw that there was a deathly aura lingering between your forehead.

On the second floor balcony.

Old Master Song stood with his hands behind his back and looked at the scenery below with Fu Guiyan.

"You still can't keep your cool. Didn't I tell you not to alert the enemy?"

Fu Guiyan looked at the people downstairs with a gloomy face, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes.

In the banquet hall.

"Yunqing, are you okay?" The man helped Ye Yunqing to her seat and asked with concern.

"fine……"

Ye Yunqing could hardly force a smile on her face. She deliberately added a glass of strong wine, but before she gave it to the male lead to drink, it was knocked over by the tasker!