Little Mr. is one hundred years old

Qing Huan knew that it was too late when she was tricked into coming here.

This matter has to be talked about after school in the afternoon. As soon as he left the school gate, there was a car waiting for him. He knew him, and he was the bodyguard who followed Lou Zhao before.

"Hello, Mr. Xiao." The bodyguard was also respectful to Qing Huan. After what happened last time, he didn't dare to underestimate this young man, let alone his boss valued him.

"What's up?"

"Our young master said that he wanted to ask you to meet, and there are some things that we need to ask face to face."

Qing Huan didn't really want to go, but everyone went to school to look for them, and they just went to meet each other, so they could go there to save trouble in the future.

When they got off the bus, Qing Huan felt that something was wrong, because the meeting was at a hotel, and when they got up, they found that it was a banquet.

Lou Zhao, who was toasting and chatting with someone, saw Qing Huan, and strode over: "Qing Huan, you're here."

Because of Lou Zhao's actions, many people looked this way, and when they saw Qing Huan in high school uniform, they all showed surprise, and some people even whispered to each other, as if discussing Qing Huan's identity.

"Mr. Shao, I wonder if you have anything to ask me here?" Qing Huan didn't like this kind of atmosphere, not because he was afraid of crowded places, but because he really didn't like an overly lively atmosphere. He always felt that If there is a gathering, there will be a breakup. Since sooner or later we have to leave, why bother to get together, it will be even more sad when we leave - not to mention this kind of banquet that is just a bustling scene, each other's thoughts are different, and the Bodhisattva hides a knife in his face There are so many that you can't tell the real from the fake.

Lou Zhao signaled the bodyguards to leave, and said to Qing Huan with a smile: "Actually, today is my birthday, and I would like to invite you to attend."

Qing Huan frowned, "It's wrong to lie to people."

"I'm sorry, I'm afraid you won't come to the banquet." He said sorry, but there was no trace of apology on Lou Zhao's face.

Qing Huan glanced at the probing eyes of those people, and then said: "Actually, you mean to embarrass me, right?" An alternative who broke into a different world will be viewed with strange eyes by those people, and may even be secretly laughed at.

"It was seen." Lou Zhao stroked his temples: "However, I just want to know what you look like when you lose your calm appearance and panic."

Qing Huan said coolly: "That really disappointed you."

"Don't be angry, come on," Lou Zhao grabbed Qing Huan's shoulders, led him to the middle of the golden hall, and introduced to the others: "This little friend, his name is Bai Qinghuan, he is one of my honored guests today, and I hope that you will also welcome him in the future." Everyone took care of me."

The people present were all famous people in Yicheng. This sentence meant that they treated Qing Huan as one of their own.

Qing Huan didn't feel any gratitude at all, but she still kept a polite smile on her face, but she seemed a little distant and indifferent.

Everyone greeted Qing Huan with smiles, even a little ingratiating. They couldn't figure out Qing Huan's identity. They said they were relatives but they had never heard of this person. Some people saw Huan's unusually beautiful appearance and couldn't help feeling He had other thoughts—couldn't this be Mr. Lou's little lover?Just looking at the clothes on his body, he is still a high school student. I have heard that Mr. Lou always likes to play, but this is the first time he has played like this... But it is best to think about it in your heart, and you will not show it on your face. , Mr. Lou always introduced him as a distinguished guest, that is a distinguished guest.

Someone came to offer a toast to Qing Huan, but Lou Zhao who was standing at the side stretched out his hand to block him, and said with a smile, "Children are not allowed to drink." He told the waiters passing through the banquet to bring a glass of juice.

Qing Huan rolled her eyes secretly—kid...kid...please, I'm old enough to be your grandfather, okay?

If Lou Zhao knew about Qing Huan's psychology, he would definitely vomit blood.

"Go and get whatever you want to eat. The sofa in the corner over there is quieter, and you can rest there." Although it was intended to test Qing Huan at first, seeing the young man standing meekly aside, Lou Zhao still showed Be considerate and gentle.

"Yeah." Qing Huan also accepted his favor - she went to the buffet area to pick and choose, and took a bunch of desserts. The beautiful woman beside her was struggling to get a low-calorie dessert when she saw his "bold and unrestrained dessert." "Moving, I looked at the young man's thin figure and delicate facial features, but I couldn't tell the envy, jealousy and hatred - I'm so angry, I just eat a small piece of dessert by myself, and I have to exercise after I go back. Hours to lose fat...

Qing Huan turned around and saw a strange woman staring at the dessert on her plate, thinking which one she wanted to eat, she kindly asked: "Which one do you want?"

The beauty shook her head, "Eating too much will make you fat."

Qing Huan looked at her, and then said: "You are too thin, girls should be fatter and look better." Qing Huan has always felt that the current aesthetics are a bit distorted. What's so good about being as thin as a paper man? Some of them also look healthy. You know that it was difficult to eat and gain weight in the past, but now that you have this condition, you are desperately dieting... It's really unbelievable.

The beauty smiled slightly, and felt a little bit sad again——It would be great if all men thought this way, this era where thinness is considered beautiful is really dead...

Of course, Qing Huan didn't know what was going on in her mind, so she took a plate of desserts and ate them in the corner—a big hotel is a big hotel, and the desserts are several times better than outside... Of course, the desserts made by Gu Yuehua It is also a must.Qing Huan didn't have any preference for desserts before, but she developed the habit of eating desserts after a trip to England 30 years ago. At that time, there were a variety of English desserts served with afternoon tea, which was very mouth-watering.

There was a commotion at the door, as if someone important had arrived.Qing Huan was not interested. While eating dessert, she took out the physics exercise book from her school bag, and calmly started doing her homework in a corner of the banquet...

"Mr. Clarence is today's mysterious distinguished guest. He is Hongwei's most important partner in the territory of the Queen of England. Everyone welcomes him." As soon as Lou Zhao finished speaking, he had heard of the Clarence family for a long time. The famous guests applauded one after another, completely different from the reaction to Qing Huan just now.

Qing Huan could also hear Lou Zhao's introduction in the corner, saying: "Clarence..."

"Ladies and Gentlmen, goodevening." A magnetic voice spoke with the most perfect aristocratic English accent.

Qing Huan pinched her earlobe, feeling that this voice...

"Good evening, everyone. It's a pleasure to be here today. Thank you Mr. Lou for the invitation. I hope you all have a good time tonight." I didn't expect that the next one would be Chinese. Although the tone was still a bit weird, it was already fluent.

Qing Huan stood up and looked towards the center of the crowd.Lou Zhao's height is very advantageous, he can be easily seen, and standing beside him is a man who is slightly taller than him, and he is wearing a classic black British gentleman's hat on his head. The golden rose tattooed on the cap is so iconic...

"King?"

Qing Huan's voice was very soft, at most he was muttering to himself, but the British man who was standing 20 meters away surrounded by human voices seemed to hear it. He turned his head and found Qing Huan who was speaking, Then his eyes lit up, he passed through the crowd with overjoyed looks, and walked firmly towards Qing Huan. Everyone, including the host of the banquet, Lou Zhao, was a little baffled and could only watch helplessly the distinguished guest who arrived from the other side of the ocean. Walking to the corner of the golden hall, he hugged the handsome boy in school uniform, and shouted out in very accurate Chinese: "Huan!"

Qing Huan didn't believe it was true until she was held in his arms—after 30 years of separation, she never expected to encounter such an unexpected situation again...

The voices of discussion over there became louder - what is the identity of this young man, the "honored guest" of Mr. Lou, and he is so close to this honored guest from England...

Lou Zhao himself is depressed - he doesn't know anything.

Qing Huan saw that King was hugging her tightly and being stared at by so many people, she felt a little embarrassed no matter how thick-skinned she was, she patted him on the back: "Hey, King, I've hugged her for long enough, it's fine."

King raised his head, his handsome and profound facial features were impeccable even at a close look, a wicked smile curled up on the corner of his mouth: "Huan, Ifinally found you."