Perfect match

The master of ceremonies became more and more excited, he said loudly, "The ultimate prize will be announced below."

At present, there are still many people who have not won the lottery and have not received the prize. Rong Lin is one of them.

At this time, the driver chuckled, "The ultimate prize is to have dinner with the chairman, Mr. Sheng Jinyan, and to travel to 8 European countries for two."

When everyone heard it, they all knew it in their hearts.

Except for Rong Lin who is both Mrs. Sheng and the CEO, no one else would dare to receive this prize, right?

Sheng Jinyan looked at Rong Lin proudly, only to see his eldest son Sheng Yiheng break free from Xiao Wu's pull and climb onto the stage.

Sheng Yiheng grabbed the emcee's thigh to speak, but the emcee didn't know that this kid was weird, so he leaned down and happily asked, "Mr. Sheng, what do you want to say?"

Sheng Yiheng smiled, full of cunning, "I want to say that the winner is my mother Rong Lin..."

Sheng Jinyan was overjoyed, he suddenly felt that his "silly son" was not only mischievous but also very smart, and his EQ was so small that he was already very good.

I heard Sheng Yiheng say again, "Mom and Sheng Yiheng won the lottery! Mom, we are going to travel to eight countries in Europe, and we can also visit uncle. Thank you for the gift Dad gave us!"

After speaking, he bowed to Sheng Jinyan.

Then the audience burst into laughter.

Xiao Shen said with a smile, "Yiheng is really excellent, he is the son I have ever seen who can cheat me the most."

Qin Zhuo went to catch Qin Sishi who was about to go on stage with his long legs. This kid was also a talker who was not surprising and endless. He and Gu Xuan might be embarrassed by going on stage!

Sheng Jinyan's face was very embarrassed, and he really wanted to get Sheng Yiheng off the stage, but that would be out of style.

But Rong Lin came over and asked Sheng Jinyan in a low voice, "Ah Yan...is this a gift you prepared for me?"

He nodded, "Rongrong, I've been married for so many years, and I still owe you a honeymoon. I want to make up for our honeymoon."

Rong Lin rarely showed her emotions, but she still put her arms around Sheng Jinyan's neck, "We won't bring anyone this time, just the two of us, okay?"

Sheng Jinyan pinched Rong Lin's waist and brought her into his arms, "Honey, you are so kind, I want to do something..."

After finishing speaking, he kissed Rong Lin's lips, full of lingering sentimentality.

Under the cover of the lights, he pretended not to see the people around him, but he heard Sheng Yiheng yelling on the stage, "Dad, let go of Mom...."

Everyone's eyes came together, Rong Lin let go of Sheng Jinyan, and leaned on his shoulder.

Sheng Jinyan raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you have any silly sons? The silly boy on the stage gave it away for free."

Amidst the laughter, Sheng Yixia walked onto the stage gracefully, then took Sheng Yiheng's hand, she took the microphone and said, "Thank you very much for coming to the Shengrong Group's annual dinner. , Mom put a lot of effort into it, and they have been busy with work since they got married, so they didn't have a honeymoon."

Sheng Yixia's voice was melodious and melodious, with the aura and charm of a little girl, "Besides, my mother gave birth to my little brother Sheng Yiming through hard work, so my father prepared such a gift."

Sheng Yiheng was severely suppressed by his elder sister. He didn't dare to say a word, but he heard Sheng Yixia say, "My brothers and I won't go on the honeymoon trip, but the blessings will be delivered. Next I will I will perform a small show with my younger brother Sheng Yiheng, playing the piano piece "lovestory" with four hands, I hope all the guests will have a happy life and be in love forever."

When Sheng Yixia spoke, Sheng Jinyan and Rong Lin were very surprised, because no one taught her, but her ability to save and control the field is really good.

The audience was quiet, and warm applause broke out only after she finished speaking.

Sheng Jinyan heard someone whispering that he and Rong Lin were good at teaching their daughters.

Suddenly, the two little guys sat on the piano bench and began to play the four-hand combination. The beautiful music came out with the four skilled little hands, and all the eyes of the audience fell on the two brothers and sisters.

Sheng Jinyan hugged Rong Lin's waist, with a proud expression on his face, "Rong Rong, look at how excellent the children you gave me are, since Xia has already shown extraordinary emotional intelligence and intelligence at such a young age, he must be famous in the future A famous lady who spread far and wide."

Rong Lin's starry eyes were less than Sheng Jinyan's at all, but she still hit the complacent Sheng Jinyan, "Tsk, what about your mischievous son?"

"Boys, if you don't adjust a bit, you will have no future."

Sheng Jinyan stood there in a straight suit, and now his waist is straighter.

Qin Zhuo approached with his son in his arms, and he licked his lower lip, "Ah Yan, why don't our two families make a kiss on Si Shi and Yi Xia's baby?"

Rong Lin paused slightly, then pinched Qin Sishi's small face, "Sis Xia is more than four years older than Sishi, do you think it's appropriate?"

Qin Zhuo nodded, "Appropriate."

"It's suitable..." Sheng Jinyan straightened his bow tie, "Don't worry about my daughter, her marriage is free."

When Xiao Shen came over and heard this, he knew that his abacus beads would not work, but he said, "Rong Lin, give birth to a daughter, and then let Ah Yan have a ligation, and then marry your daughter to my son. Outer field!"

Sheng Jinyan's face darkened, and he wanted to scold someone, so he heard Xiao Shen change the subject, "I called Peng Lang just now to tell him that the gift you gave Rong Lin was intercepted by Yiheng. A woman's voice sounds nice, could it be He Zhi?"

When everyone heard this, they laughed and said nothing, if it wasn't He Zhi, who could it be?

In Peng Lang's villa, He Zhi wore delicate light makeup, but her lips were bright red, her eyes were slightly upturned like a little fox, and she was wearing a black off-the-shoulder sweater.

She showed her beautiful collarbone and fair and slender neck. Under her black wide-leg pants were eight-centimeter high-heeled shoes, and her exquisite curves were vividly reflected in a slender waist.

The snow velvet coat she took off was laid on the sofa, and Peng Lang, who was sitting by the side, could smell the faint scent of perfume on the clothes, which smelled very good.

He Zhi put her hands behind her back and said seriously, "Uncle, why haven't your furnishings changed at all after I've been away for so long?"

"There's no need to change," Peng Lang looked at He Zhi leisurely, "This is my home, so naturally follow my preferences."

He Zhi didn't speak, just turned around and walked up to Peng Lang step by step, "Oh? Your preferences are really special. Why did the room I lived in before still use that lotus root pink silk quilt cover, and the boy I like Star posters are still on the wall?"

She leaned over to look at Peng Lang, "Don't tell me, your idol is also Huang Jingyu, and you also like Luo Yunxi, the ancient costume male god."

Peng Lang raised his eyes and saw two looming lumps of soft flesh on He Zhi's body. He lowered his eyebrows and said, "It's because I'm too lazy to change. What are you doing here at night?"

He Zhi raised her eyebrows, and looked at the man who had traveled to and from the United States many times in the past few years but kept duplicity, she was very patient, "Let me see if my fingerprints are still on the access control of the villa."

Peng Lang, "..."

He swallowed dryly, "I forgot to delete, do you believe it?"

"It doesn't matter whether I believe it or not. You can believe it if you want to deceive yourself." He Zhi squatted down slowly, and she stretched out her index finger to draw a circle around Peng Lang's heart. You didn’t notice me, but I did.”

Peng Lang was quite frightened by He Zhi's bold actions, he was about to stand up but saw He Zhi had already straddled his lap.

If he got up, He Zhi's center of gravity was unstable, and he subconsciously stretched out his hand to clasp He Zhi's waist.

He Zhi put her arms around Peng Lang's neck, and she gently leaned into his ear, "Uncle, do you know why I must be your secretary? To make you like me little by little. You say you I like being sexy, I have been very sexy for the past two years, you said you like mature and capable people, I have become more mature as I grow older, and your work ability will soon be obvious to all."

Supporting Peng Lang's shoulders with both hands, she said very seriously, "I'm stubborn, and those who believe in it will never give up. Uncle, I plan to fight you to the death for the rest of my life..."

After finishing speaking, she leaned over and kissed the corner of Peng Lang's lips, and then she blushed and asked Peng Lang, "I've said so much, don't you want to say something?"