Personal Butler of Rebirth

Yu Yang didn't need to meet the woman's family, it was just a game played by Miss Qianjin, Han Jingman put down her body and approached to plead, but Yu Yang was not moved, but the man from the Han family came to her.

"Brother." Han Jingman was a little worried, she knew how her brother's attitude was, and Yu Yang was not an easy persimmon.

"He is the good man you said?" The man was wearing a very expensive light-colored suit. He looked at Yu Yang arrogantly and contemptuously. His eyes seemed to regard the man in front of him as a fly that could not be swept away, trying his best to seduce rich women. Cowherd.

Han Jingman hurriedly introduced the two to each other. Her brother's poisonous tongue is well known, and the Han family all dislikes the poor and loves the rich. The family wants her to get married and she is the only marriageable woman. It is estimated that her father and brother will not end the cold war and economic blockade with her.

"Help your brother get a glass of wine." Han Jiajun sent Han Jingman to leave for a while. He had to let the shabby poor ghost know the depth. The sudden appearance of the poor ghost must not disrupt the Han family's plan.

Han Jingman was afraid that Han Jiajun would embarrass Yu Yang for not leaving, but instead made the atmosphere a little stiff, Yu Yang was a little impatient, and he was not in the mood to wear it any longer, so Yu Yang advised Han Jingman to leave for a while.

Han Jiajun was a little upset again. In his eyes, Yu Yang was just a beautiful vase, and he coaxed his sister into submission. "How much does it cost to leave?" Han Jiajun's purpose was to throw away a large sum of money to get rid of the poor ghost who was pestering his sister.

Yu Yang chuckled, the Han family seems to have only one young master, and he will attend tonight on behalf of the family. The Han family will rely heavily on Han Jiajun in the future, but this person is too young and lacks the calmness of a general, "Young master Han is not afraid of me talking like a lion ? If Lingmei is pestering me, shouldn't Young Master Han start with Miss Han first?" The reception was a bit dull, and Yu Yang wanted to see Young Master Han get angry to make some adjustments.

"It really is a shameless MB." Han Jiajun hummed with his nostrils, mocking the identity of the other party, and after he would investigate clearly, he would use all means to suppress the man who dared to preach to him.

One is elegant and mature, while the other is snobby and snobbish. In terms of appearance, Yu Yang's 1.8-meter-zero height, self-confidence, and pleated sense of superiority put inexplicable pressure on Han Jiajun, as if he was a rich young master turned into a clown. The poor man in front of him is the prince.

Yu Yang was calm, but he didn't like to get along with this young master. Since he couldn't understand the language, he didn't want to say more. When the host came to speak by turning on the lights at the venue, he took a glass of wine and left directly.

The crowded crowd separated the two of them, Han Jiajun was in his heart, but he was helpless, he also had to maintain a bit of demeanor in front of others, it must be a disgrace for him to chase now.

Yu Yang walked to a darker and quieter corner of the banquet hall, and was pulled by his arm just as he was about to toast.

Seeing the man with sexy lip line and his extremely lethal smile, which can fascinate thousands of women, Yu Yang first looked around and then turned back. He was afraid that Yuji would focus on this side, and tomorrow he would become the head of every news The protagonist of the media reports, obviously the matter of their shirt collision will be caught up in the wind, but don't let him jump into the sea again and it will be unclear.

"Xiaoyang, why did you leave?" Chi Xiangyu's very masculine voice was soft and sweet.

At first, Yu Yang thought he was asking about his leaving the venue.

"In the morning, I won't be able to see you when I go back." Chi Xiangyu reminded Yu Yang, who responded coldly. They were very close, and Chi Xiangyu could smell the fragrance of Yu Yang's bath and the scent of women's perfume.

Yu Yang was stunned, Chi Xiangyu snatched his wine glass, shook it twice and drank it up, the wine glass was his, and Chi Xiangyu was too close?

"I'm a waiter in the hotel, so I can't stay in the guest room." Yu Yang looked back a little, Chi Xiangyu, a man with similar tastes to him, Chi Xiangyu is very connotative and humorous, and has a good personality.

"No, you are my friend, and you left without even saying a word in the morning, which makes me very sad." Chi Xiangyu didn't have a sad expression, his eyes were focused and gentle. "You were still sick at the time, are you feeling better now?"

Under the care of the other party every word, Yu Yang only opened his mouth and did not speak, and finally he just nodded.

"Xiao Yang, at least give me a call next time." Chi Xiangyu looked very sincere. He did give Yu Yang's phone number in the note, and it did stimulate his self-esteem when he couldn't find Yu Yang when he turned around. It's a bit confusing, but it's also alienated and unrestrained like the wind.

"I don't have a mobile phone." Yu Yang wanted to say that he didn't have a mobile phone, and he would tell when he bought it, but Chi Xiangyu didn't say anything, and took out an expensive, thin and stylish mobile phone and stuffed it into Yu Yang's hand.

"There's my phone number in it, I'll contact you later." Chi Xiangyu spoke slowly but firmly, and his actions were crisp and straightforward. He couldn't stay by Yu Yang's side for too long, and left without Yu Yang's rejection.