Football giants

Chapter 263 Yang Huan, I hate you to death!

"Mr. Yang Huan, do you know Sir Brun?"

Princess Kate saw Yang Huan staring at Zhuang Ziqing and the two of them for a while, and asked with a smile.

Yang Huan shook his head, "Is it famous?"

"Of course!" Princess Kate nodded with a chuckle, "He is a leading figure in the Royal Lawyers' Union. One word he says is worth years of others' words. The man next to him is also Chinese. I heard that he is the most outstanding student of Oxford University this year. He was recruited by Sir Brune to work in his law firm as soon as he graduated."

Yang Huan did not expect that his fiancée would be so famous.

In fact, it is no wonder, because many people who study law choose to go into politics.

Therefore, the British upper class naturally paid more attention to the academic masters of Oxford University, an authoritative institution in the British legal field.

Just as he was talking, he saw Sir Brun and Zhuang Ziqing walking towards Prince William and his wife.

But when Zhuang Ziqing, who had lowered her head slightly, raised her head and saw Yang Huan, her eyes were full of disbelief, and she lost her voice.

"What's the matter?" Sir Brune looked at the usually dignified female apprentice strangely.

"No, nothing!" Zhuang Ziqing couldn't help shaking her head.

But from the eyes she stared at Yang Huan, everyone could easily detect something unusual.

"Hello, Sir Brune!" Prince William and his wife greeted him.

"Sir, let me introduce you. This is the owner of Southampton, Mr. Yang Huan from China!"

Prince William personally introduced him, and Zhuang Ziqing's face turned pale when he saw him just now, so Sir Brun was also very interested in Yang Huan.

"Hello, Mr. Yang Huan, I've heard of you for a long time!"

"Really? I am very honored to be remembered by Sir Brun!"

Sir Brun seems to be very influential in this circle.

As soon as he appeared, many people greeted him and took the initiative to chat with him.

The same goes for Prince William and his wife.

Yang Huan did not lack the initiative to come to the door, but most of them had a purpose.

Some people even asked nakedly if they could open the back door for their children.

Yang Huan was a little annoyed by this kind of thing, so he took a chance and sneaked out of the balcony.

Although Zhuang Ziqing was chatting with Sir Brun, the old lord obviously liked Zhuang Ziqing, a student, and kept introducing her to political and business celebrities in London, and there were countless people who wanted to chat with this beautiful woman who captivated the audience.

But Zhuang Ziqing put all her heart on Yang Huan and was stingy with words.

Seeing Yang Huan leading the equally glamorous Charlene Lahiri out of the hall and into the garden, she always felt uncomfortable.

Which woman would feel comfortable seeing her fiancé dragging a beautiful woman into a deserted garden?
So, she also took a chance, confessed to Sir Brun, and quickly chased him out.

The garden area outside the balcony is small, but quite quiet.

Compared with the noisy, brightly lit banquet hall, it was a bit dark, but more cozy.

"I really can't understand those hypocritical guys!" Yang Huan shook his head and sighed.

It was the first time he participated in this kind of banquet in the upper class, and he felt a lot of pressure.

Especially considering that he is usually not a person who is good at hypocrisy and perfunctory.

But in this case, it must be done.

"Me too!" Charlene Lahiri was even more unaccustomed.

She even felt that many men looked at her with such eyes that they wished they could swallow her alive.

This kind of look was so terrifying, it reminded her involuntarily of the scene when she was kidnapped.

I feel cold all over!

Seeing her clasping her arms around her chest and rubbing her elbows, Yang Huan felt that he should show a gentlemanly demeanor at this time, so he took off his suit jacket, and gently put it on for her from behind.

The suit jacket might not be warm, but it was Yang Huan's heart that warmed her heart.

Charlene Lahiri leaned gently to the side, and her whole body was close to Yang Huan's arms, with her head resting on his shoulder.

With her eyes closed, she felt a sense of security, and her impetuous heart became calm.

At this moment, she really really hoped that time would stop forever and not go any further.

Yang Huan did not expect that it would not be easy to touch it normally, but at this time he took the initiative to throw himself into his arms.

It seems that what is said in the Cheats for Picking Up Girls is correct, feelings, artistic conception and atmosphere are all weapons for men to conquer women!

My hand, do you want to hug her?
Really tangled!
Don't hug it, it seems that I am too unmannered!
And people have been so obvious and direct, if you don't give them some feedback, maybe she thinks I'm not interested in her and hurts people's heart, that's not good, right?
But if you hug me, will you think I'm frivolous and not reserved enough?

Also, if you hug, do you want to hug your shoulders?Or hug your waist?
Headache, distress ah!

It seems that my experience in picking up girls is still not rich enough, and I always hesitate at such critical moments!
Forget it, hug her shoulders first, if she doesn't resist, it means she agrees, I will hug her waist down, if she doesn't resist, then tonight I will...

Just when Yang Huan raised his hand to put it on Charlene Lahiri's shoulder, he suddenly found that Zhuang Ziqing appeared behind him.

This time, the hand couldn't be put down.

Zhuang Ziqing went out to find her fiancé.

When she saw that Yang Huan actually appeared at the Duke of Westminster's banquet, she was really really moved.

She felt that Yang Huan must have spent a lot of effort and used countless connections to enter the venue.

So, when she saw Yang Huan walking out, she immediately chased after him.

She really wanted to take this opportunity to have a good talk with Yang Huan.

Unexpectedly, he saw his fiancé hugging a woman.

She bit her lower lip hard and told herself that I have nothing to do with him, and I don't have any right to interfere with him. Whatever he wants to do has nothing to do with me.

But I don't know why, but the damn tears just fell down without disappointment.

This is the second time!

The last time he spent the night on the deck with Zhang Ning.

This time, he hugged a woman!
What kind of person is he?

How can you do this?

"Yang Huan, I hate you to death!"

After Zhuang Ziqing shouted, she turned and ran.

Yang Huan was stunned, and Charlene Lahiri was also stunned.

"Hey!" Yang Huan wanted to call to stop her, but this girl ran very fast, so she couldn't stop her.

Yang Huan smiled wryly now, the misunderstanding was huge.

Most importantly, I am at a disadvantage!

It would be better if I hugged you, but the problem is, you misunderstood me before I hugged you!

"Who is she?" Charlene Lahiri looked at Yang Huan, a little wary.

She knew very well that Yang Huan was very attractive to girls, and he had a flirtatious heart. Could it be that he was a rival in love?
"Nothing, let's go back first!"

Yang Huan said with a wry smile.

Back at the venue, Yang Huan looked around, but did not see Zhuang Ziqing.

Ser Brun was alone.

"That's weird, where did you go?" Yang Huan was a little depressed.

In any case, regardless of whether the marriage is successful or not, it is a family friend and a beautiful woman, so she must be taken care of.

"Charlene, sit here for a while, I'll go out for a while, and I'll be right back!"

After speaking, Yang Huan turned around and walked out of the banquet hall.

As soon as Yang Huan left, Abramovich came up to him with his back.

Now he found that Yang Huan's other skills were not very good, but his ability to pick up girls was not bad.

Every woman around her is so high-quality, Lin Yuner is like this, and so is Charlene Lahiri.

There are quite a few people who have the same thoughts as him. Many so-called gentlemen and nobles are lurking around Charlene Lahiri like wolves, waiting for an opportunity to strike up a conversation.

"Hello, Miss Lahiri, can I sit down?" Abramovich tried to be as gentlemanly as possible.

Still wearing Yang Huan's suit jacket, Charlene Lahiri raised her head coldly, "Sorry, someone is here!"

This made Abramovich's face froze suddenly, which was tantamount to blatantly rejecting him in public!
The Russian was extremely angry in his heart, but on the surface he smiled awkwardly and backed away.

As soon as he left, the other people's thoughts of striking up a conversation were also cut off!
However, they had one more thing to talk about.

In the future, the story about the Russian woman who hit up Yang Huan but had a bad nose must have been circulated in the upper class.

As soon as Yang Huan walked out of the banquet hall, he immediately looked for it in the garden.

The garden itself is not big, the lights are not bright, but it is not dark either.

It was very easy. I found Zhuang Ziqing at a flower viewing place.

She is crying on the table!

Yang Huan didn't know what this meant. Could it be that she was crying because she saw that she wanted to hug Charlene Lahiri?

But doesn't she have nothing to do with him?
Moreover, the last time she pretended to work for herself, she didn't get along very well with herself.

Could it be that she just fell in love with me without asking any reason?

No matter how narcissistic Yang Huan is, he doesn't think there is such a possibility.

In this regard, he really overestimated the EQ of a girl like Zhuang Ziqing from a family background.

Yang Huan walked over, gently opened the wicker chair, and sat on it.

No crying was heard, obviously she didn't want to cry for Yang Huan.

But he didn't speak, didn't look up, just lay on his stomach like this.

Yang Huan didn't know what to say, so he could only remain silent for a while.

The banquet hall in the distance is still full of voices and hustle and bustle.

It's like two worlds here.

"Actually...you misunderstood!" Yang Huan finally spoke.

Zhuang Ziqing still didn't say anything, didn't move, and continued to lie on her stomach.

"I saw her cold just now, so I gave her the coat to wear. This is a gentleman's behavior, and I have no evil intentions."

Zhuang Ziqing still didn't speak or move.

"As for me, you know this person. Being flirtatious is my biggest shortcoming in my life, but not being dirty is my greatest strength. Who makes me this person? I am especially attractive to women. In addition, I am handsome. There are many girls who fall in love with me. I can refuse one, two or three, but there are many more, and I feel embarrassed to refuse again!"

"You can't even deny the right to make people love you?"

Zhuang Ziqing couldn't help it anymore, she let out a chuckle and giggled.

How narcissistic must this person be to say such a thing?

Raising her head abruptly, her appearance of weeping like pear blossoms and rain was extremely pitiful, but at this time she was clearly smiling.

But she immediately covered her mouth again and showed him without smiling!

"Look, how good it is to smile. I remember that you liked to laugh when you were young. I still remember that time, you came to my house with your parents and grandpa. They were talking downstairs, and we played upstairs. But you were so naughty. You just squatted down and shushed your grandpa..."

"Nonsense!" Zhuang Ziqing couldn't help it now, "It's obvious that you pissed downstairs, okay? What you have done, are you relying on others?"

"Is it me?" Yang Huan continued to pretend to be stupid, "I remember it was you!"

"Who said it was me? It's obviously you!"

"Oh, well, just treat it as me!" Yang Huan finally gave in.

"I remember, you were obviously a slug when you were young, how come you are so beautiful now, have you never been to Korea?"

Zhuang Ziqing even forgot to be angry this time, she didn't want Yang Huan to suspect that she had plastic surgery.

"Have you ever been to Korea? Mine is green and natural!"

She had forgotten that when Yang Huan said that she was green and natural, she was still not happy.

"Hey, don't tell me, I have actually been to Korea, and I was going to get my jaw done."

Speaking of this, Yang Huan sighed, "Hey, everyone said that my melancholy eyes look like Tony Leung, my nose looks like Andy Lau, my face looks like Leslie Cheung, the only thing is that my chin is a little bit worse, I plan to..."

Zhuang Ziqing didn't listen to him at all, she was already sitting there, laughing so hard that she almost hurt her stomach.

This guy is too thick-skinned!

I have seen narcissism, but I have never seen such a narcissist!

It's outrageous!
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