There aren't many dedicated stand-ins like me.

A shadow covered his vision, Fu Ran raised his head and saw Mr. Han.

"Mr. Han?" Fu Ran looked around, "Don't you need to talk to other people?"

Mr. Han took a sip of the red wine and put the wine glass on the long table, "It's not necessary."

Let's do it, the gold master's father will do what he says.

Fu Ran handed out the half-eaten cake, "Mr. Han, would you like to try it? It's not bad."

He couldn't eat cream cakes before, and after two bites, he felt very tired and felt nauseous. Later, he was able to eat it somehow, and he was a bit addicted to it. Dessert is a good thing, and he loves desserts.

The gold master's father refused to eat the small cake, "I'm tired of eating this kind of thing."

Fu Ran's eyes lit up: "I used to feel tired too! But then I suddenly like to eat."

Mr. Han frowned, expressing his incomprehension.

Fu Ran didn't beg Mr. Han to eat, he ate the small cake in two or three mouthfuls, "Does Mr. Han have any plans for the future?"

Mr. Han stared at the white cream stain on the corner of Fu Ran's lips, "Go back to sleep."

"Success." Fu Ran took another small cake, "Mr. Han, let's go."

Butter is really so delicious?

A question came up in Mr. Han's mind, but he didn't say it out. The two left the reception one after the other. The organizer of the reception didn't dare to say anything when he saw Mr. Han leaving, but told his subordinates to "get ready".

So the two ran into a woman wearing a lace tube top dress at the door of the room. The woman's flaming red lips, coupled with a big wine red wave, made her fair and delicate skin.

Sexy and pretty.

Fu Ran tilted his head to look at Mr. Han, wondering what Mr. Han's reaction would be.

Mr. Han said blankly, "Who sent you here?"

The woman rolled her eyes and looked seductive, "No one, the long night is long, did Mr. Han go to bed so early? I want to ask Mr. Han something..."

The woman leaned close to Mr. Han, and her fingers dyed red nail polish drew circles on Mr. Han's chest, which was very suggestive.

"That..." Fu Ran finally couldn't hold back and said, "There is a third person here, does the lady really not think of me?"

Flirting with his benefactor father like no one else is too contemptuous of him, the position of a double has been challenged.

As soon as the words fell, two eyes were cast on him, one was puzzled and disdainful, and the other was full of jokes.

joking?Really confusing.

The woman smiled gracefully, with various gestures: "I'm sorry, sir, I have something to communicate with Mr. Han, can you avoid it first?"

Fu Ran shook his head firmly, "No, let me do it for you to communicate."

The woman was stunned, her eyes flicked between Mr. Han and Fu Ran, and she said to Fu Ran, "You are a man!"

Even a man came to steal business from her these days?

Fu Ran sneered, "What's wrong with men, aren't men worthy to communicate with men?"

"..." Can she say she deserves it!

Fu Ran took Mr. Han's arm, "What do you think, Mr. Han?"

He looked at Mr. Han and blinked his eyes, trying to let Jin Zhu's father see the sincerity in his eyes.

Mr. Han lowered his head and coughed, took Fu Ran and swiped his card into the room without even looking at the woman.

The woman was left in the quiet corridor looking around blankly, not understanding what was going on.

Doesn't she deserve a name?

The woman thought about it for a while and called the manager, saying that someone cut off her husband halfway, and Mr. Han likes a man.

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while, and asked the woman to come back.

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