my beautiful president

When Nangong Lingyu invited Mu Yuhan to dance with him in a gentlemanly way, Cheng Yaojin suddenly appeared halfway.

I saw that the visitor was wearing a large white printed T-shirt, and the printed mark of tomato and egg soup on the chest was particularly eye-catching.

"Who is this guy? How did he get in here?" Nangong Lingyu was confused by the scene in front of him.

Because Xiao Yi's weird attire was simply too out of place for tonight's banquet.

Generally, at this kind of formal dinner, the participants are basically dressed in formal attire, men are in suits, while women are in evening gowns, and even the waiters are wearing white shirts and bow ties.

And now suddenly a slovenly guy appeared. Although he was wearing leather shoes and his hair was well-groomed, the unique "printed" T-shirt and washed-up white-washed jeans were too visually impactful.

As soon as Xiao Yi appeared, he immediately attracted everyone's attention, even much higher than when Mu Yuhan appeared on the stage.

"Of course I walked in swaggeringly. Although I disdain to participate in such a small occasion, but for the sake of a beautiful dance partner, it's okay to condescend to participate."

Xiao Yi replied arrogantly, his expression was quite natural, as if a noble prince was sympathetic to the people.

Mu Yuhan was also surprised by Xiao Yi's sudden appearance. He frowned slightly and complained softly, "Didn't I tell you to wait in the car? Why did you suddenly run in?"

"Goddess, I didn't come in suddenly. Didn't you see that I cut my hair deliberately and put on shiny leather shoes? In order to be your dance partner, I took great pains."

Xiao Yi righteously defended himself, not caring about the alien-like eyes of the people around him. ,

"You..." Mu Yuhan was so angry that he couldn't speak. He really regretted that he chose this guy as the driver because he was too anxious.

"Sister Yuhan, so this guy is your driver? Isn't this attire...too casual?" Nangong Lingyu covered her nose with her hand, with a disgusted expression on her face.

"That's right. Mu Yuhan is also the daughter of a big family, and the CEO of a multinational pharmaceutical group. How could she find such a sloppy person as her driver? It's incredible."

"Maybe a goddess is good for this? A beauty at the level of the Goddess Festival really cannot be deduced by common sense."

"Isn't this kid brainy? Dressed like this, he dared to come in and claim to be Goddess Mu's dance partner. Could it be that he deliberately ruined the image of my goddess? It's really disgusting!"

……

Everyone stopped dancing, and began to speculate and point.

Watching the liveliness and commenting on it is something that the broad masses of our great nation love to hear and see, especially watching the excitement of Mu Yuhan, who has a goddess halo beauty, is even more enjoyable.

"Sister Yuhan, there's no need to spoil your interest for such a servant, just let the security guards drive you out..."

"Wait!" Xiao Yi waved his hand, and everyone was stunned.

"I'll eat something first, you guys continue to play, don't worry about me."

As Xiao Yi said, he quickly rushed to the dining area, ignoring everyone's surprised gazes, and began to eat like he hadn't eaten for several days.

Mu Yuhan blushed even more when she saw this, she was really ashamed today, she was ashamed.

"Sister Yuhan, it seems that your driver is very hungry. It's no wonder that a lowly person like him may have never seen such delicious food. It's human nature not to be able to control his mouth. People will laugh at you because of a servant."

Nangong Lingyu didn't even bother to look at Xiao Yi, and took the opportunity to flatter Mu Yuhan's shoulder.

Just when Nangong Lingyu's salty pig hand was about to let go, it suddenly stopped in mid-air!

"Aren't you hard of hearing? I've said it all, she's my dance partner tonight, and it's best not to put your hands where they shouldn't be."

I saw Xiao Yi smiling, with his left hand holding a plate full of pastries, his right thumb and forefinger easily clamping Nangong Lingyu's salty pig's knuckle, he was still chewing food, and his words were a little slurred.

The latter suddenly felt as if his hand was clamped by a vise, and his bones felt like they were about to shatter.

"Ah! What the fuck, let me go!"

"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't expect Mr. Nangong to be so fragile. He is indeed a spoiled and tender young man. I suggest you eat more to make up for it. But I finally picked this plate. If you want to eat it, you can take it yourself. .”

Xiao Yi gently shook off Nangong Lingyu's hand, first looked at his two fingers, then wiped his T-shirt with a look of disgust, deliberately changed to another finger, and ate the pastry as if no one was there with.

Nangong Lingyu had always been aloof, but when she was humiliated like this, especially in front of Mu Yuhan, she suddenly became angry from embarrassment.

"Boy, I think you are tired of living, today I will teach you the rules for your master!"

The master was humiliated, and the bodyguards standing by the wall rushed over immediately, there were a dozen of them, all dressed in neat black suits and ties, and surrounded Xiao Yi in the middle.

"What are you doing? Are you going to grab what you don't eat? Is there any law?"

Xiao Yi asked seriously while protecting the food in his hand.

"Don't talk nonsense with him, beat him!" Nangong Lingyu ordered, and a dozen security guards rushed up together.

"Robbery! The tastes of your upper class are too perverted. It's shameless to steal other people's leftover food!"

Xiao Yi yelled exaggeratedly while pretending to be invincible, dodging left and right. Although the opponent had many thugs, they still couldn't touch the hem of his clothes.

"Okay, okay, I won't argue with you anymore. Since you like it so much, I'll eat it for you. You're such an adult, it's childish to grab it."

As Xiao Yi said, he picked up the food and cakes on the dinner plate, and stuffed them into the mouths of the thugs one by one. In the end, he pretended to be tripped and staggered, and directly put the biggest piece of cake on Nangong Lingyu's expensive cupboard. Gucci blue blazer.

Just when all the bodyguards were furious and wanted to vent their anger on behalf of their master, Nangong Lingyu suddenly and unexpectedly waved his hand to stop his subordinates from attacking.

"stop!"

No matter how stupid he was, he also noticed that something was wrong at this time. A dozen or so veteran bodyguards didn't even touch the boy's clothes, and even made him humiliate him severely.

This seemingly sloppy young man is very likely to be a master.

His father, Nan Gongcheng, once told him that there are some reclusive martial artists in this world, most of whom possess unique skills and rarely get involved in the world. Once they meet, they must treat each other with respect. If they are lucky enough to make friends, they will treat each other Family is of great help.

Could it be that this kid is the descendant of a martial artist?

"You're very skilled, but who are you, brother? Is he the disciple of some hidden martial arts practitioner?"

"What kind of martial artist? I haven't heard of it. As for me, there are too many identities. I don't know which one you are asking?"

As Xiao Yi said, he pulled his hands on his body, and the jeans and the T-shirt "printed" with tomato and egg soup were instantly torn and ripped off, revealing the brand new and handsome black Mao suit inside...