i only like your face

After getting in the car, Han Shaoyun took out his mobile phone and found that Zhao Cheng had sent a message asking him to go drink.

It's been a few days since I didn't go to Zhao Cheng's place to drink and relax, Han Shaoyun thought to himself, and called Mo Ming on the phone, asking Mo Ming to go with him to Zhao Cheng's place for a sit down.

"I just had a full meal at home, and I didn't go anywhere..." My waist was still so sore that I couldn't straighten up, and Mo Ming felt that seeing Han Shaoyun's legs would make him shudder.

This man was really shameless last night...

The voice was murmuring, and Han Shaoyu knew that the little guy was still complaining when he heard it, so he didn't ask any more, and said with a smile: "Okay, then Brother Yu promises to go back to accompany you before ten o'clock."

After finishing speaking, Han Shaoyun felt a little weird.

He was out for fun, and even made a promise to his little lover to return late, which... is exactly the same as his wife's strict control after marriage.

It's really strange.

"Sleep for a whole day, then don't go to bed too early tonight, wait for me to go back." Han Shaoyun said again, "I have a surprise for you when I go back."

Mo Ming's voice was immediately aggrieved and nasal: "I don't want erotic pajamas..."

"No, it's different from last time." Han Shaoyun coughed lightly and said quickly. "This time it's a different surprise, something else."

Mo Ming's voice suddenly became brighter, "Then I'll wait for Brother Rong to come back."

"Ah."

Inside the bar…

As soon as Zhao Cheng saw Han Shaoyong, he went up and hugged Han Shaoyong's shoulders, and leaned up to him with a smile and said, "Old Han, I have met true love."

"I take it as a rare thing, don't you encounter it every now and then?"

"It's different this time."

Zhao Cheng told Han Shaoyong enthusiastically that his true love was met at the end of last month. His name was Xiao Mei, and she was a violinist in an opera orchestra. I just can't figure out why such an excellent girl would fall in love with a flirtatious dude like Zhao Cheng.

But Zhao Cheng told Han Shaoyong that he was sincere this time. He had no resistance to a pure and melancholy talented girl like Xiao Mei. I couldn't help but fell into it.

"She also really loves me, I can feel it." Zhao Cheng drank a glass of wine, leaned on the sofa and breathed out the alcohol, "I feel that when she looks at my face, her eyes are so affectionate that they can melt into a puddle of water .”

Han Shaoyong glanced sideways, and said "Oh" indifferently.

"Don't you believe what I said, Old Han? Let me tell you, don't look at how many girlfriends I have dated before, but I am a person who will not be sincere to anyone easily. This Xiaomei is really the first one."

"You talk to people for more than half a year before you tell the truth."

Zhao Cheng got up, sat down next to Han Shaoyong, approached Han Shaoyong with a smile and asked, "Then old Han, you and Xiao Mo have been together for three years, are you sincere enough?"

Han Shaoyun said unhurriedly, "Anyway, it's more real than you, Zhao Cheng."

"Then if you're here in Chuanhai now, wouldn't you spend the night at Xiaomo Ming's every night?" Zhao Cheng asked meaningfully.

Han Shaoyun replied indifferently: "I'm only in love with him, so I won't go to him."

"Old Han, do you keep Xiao Mo Ming as a spare tire?" Zhao Cheng said, "While secretly performing affectionate and unremitting dramas on Wen Ci, while keeping Xiao Mo Ming to solve the long night when you chased Wen Ci Ji..."

"Zhao Cheng." Han Shaoyun turned his head and looked at him expressionlessly, "Accompany me to the boxing gym some other day for a few punches, and I'll stretch your muscles."

Zhao Cheng was taken aback, and quickly got up and sat back on the sofa a little far away from Han Shaoyun, saying, "A gentleman uses his mouth but not his hands. We have already passed the second year of middle school where we disagree with each other and talk with fists."

"I've said some things clearly enough, you boy will beep with me next time, if you don't go to the boxing ring, I'll just drag you to the crematorium."

"You can't blame me for this. You told me that you are no longer interested in diction, and at the same time, you paid a high price for Wen Zhongchong's paintings at his solo exhibition the day before yesterday, 760 million, and you are willing to fucking be willing. If it is not for curry favor Wenci family, could it be that you want to tell me that you simply want to donate to art?"

"Buy a fart!" Han Shaoyong said, "I spent so much money on Wen Zhongchong's painting out of my mind, I didn't even know that he held an art exhibition the day before yesterday, and you believe that idiot Xiao Yang's nonsense?"

"Ah, you didn't buy it, oh yes, Xiao Yang's girlfriend said that an assistant of your old man bought it on the spot, and bought three paintings in the name of you and old man Han. Anyway, it can't be Xiao Yang. His girlfriend made it up, after all, real money went into his Wen family's pocket... If Mr. Han bought it for you, then you can't blame me. Who would think that Mr. Han did it simply because he likes Wen Zhongchong's paintings? , anyone with a discerning eye can see that he is showing favor to the Wen family in this way, and you know who it is for, Old Han."

Han Shaolong was stunned.

"Xiao Yang said, the three paintings totaled 300 million, and one of them, Green Water and Green Mountains, was bought in your name for 760 million, breaking the highest price ever sold for a single painting in the text, oh yes, The last record was set by you, Lao Han, so you are breaking your own record."

"..."

"It's said that this matter is quite sensational, but we don't pay attention to the art circle, or if Xiao Yang and his girlfriend tell me, I don't know." Zhao Cheng suddenly stood up from the sofa, turned around and went to Han Shaoying, who was walking towards the corridor on one side, said loudly, "Old Han, where are you going?"

Han Shaoyun went to the corridor on the side of the hall, took out his mobile phone and called Mr. Han.

"Grandpa, don't tell me that you bought Wen Zhongchong's paintings for me?" Han Shaoying cut to the chase.

Han Changzong was at a high-end reception in another city far away at the moment, and said calmly after listening to it: "I do these things secondaryly, and it's mainly up to you to follow the words."

Han Shaoyun put his hand on his forehead: "Such a large sum of money is spent as you say, and you didn't discuss it with your grandson before doing something in your grandson's name?"

"When you sold the tens of millions of wedding houses I bought for you to Wenci's parents, did you discuss it with me? I'm helping you now, but you still complain."

"But I've put down my rhetoric now."

Han Changzong on the other end was silent for a long time, and a voice full of question marks popped out: "Huh?"

"Grandpa, I really couldn't help liking Wenci, but that's in the past tense." Han Shaoying took a deep breath and said calmly, "Now he and I are friends at best."

"Shao Yun..." Han Changzong asked softly, "You have been chasing him for six years, are you sure you let him go?"

Han Shaoyong looked at the black and white floor in the corridor with complicated eyes. The number of "six years" suddenly caused countless emotions in his heart, but a face flashed in his mind, and everything calmed down suddenly.

"I'm sure." Han Shaoyun said, "If I misunderstood you, Grandpa, now I can clearly say that I will no longer pursue diction. I respect him, but I will no longer love him like I did back then."

On the other end of the phone, Han Changzong was silent for a long time again, and finally sighed: "Then I don't even have any hope, you promised me to bring me a grandson-in-law back in half a year, can you do it?"

"...should be able to."

"Should? I don't ask you to get married right away. You should at least bring someone back to me to have a look. Let's talk about it first. If it doesn't fit, we'll break up. If it fits, we can talk about marriage. We can't be like you now. This is a bachelor who doesn’t even have a development goal, look at Mr. Zhao and his grandson Xiaocheng, how active they are in dating.”

"...you told me before that he was not serious."

"At least people are physically healthier than you. You said that you are one year older than Zhao Cheng. Why are you still ascetic as a monk? Now I suspect your body..."

"Stop!" Han Shaoyun immediately said, "Grandpa, according to what you said, I am not alone."

Thinking of Mo Ming at home, Han Shaoying slowly put one hand into the pocket of his trousers, his voice became much softer: "Beside me... well, there is someone who is dating."

If you don't take someone back to deal with it, the old man's nagging will definitely not stop. Since the old man himself said that he should find someone to date first, and talk about it after getting married, then he might as well find someone to be with for a while, and whether he can succeed in the end is up to him. It's up to you.

Just let my obedient and pretty love act out with me, and let the old man and grandfather calm down, so that Mo Ming can be taken to Champagne Hill in a legitimate way.

There is a late cooperation, which can serve multiple purposes.

He is really witty...

"You, do you have someone?" Han Changzong's voice became urgent, "I didn't hear you say when it happened, what, how old are you, what kind of job, what kind of personality..."

"I'll take him to meet you, Grandpa, after I've been busy for a while."

"You guy, you gave me such a big surprise quietly. If I don't nag you today, why don't you tell me?"

"Um, he and I actually... Well, the main reason is that our relationship has not stabilized."

"It's not the same if you marry first and then love."

"I said I won't force the marriage. I'll just listen to your side and get along with him first. I can't guarantee how far it will go."

"All right, grandpa is already quite happy that you have enlightened to this point."

Han Changzong's perennially deep and serious face was full of smiles at this moment, and the business and political celebrities waiting to chat with him in the hall all looked incredible.

Han Changzong couldn't return to Chuanhai for the past two days, Han Shaoying had to go on a business trip, and Mo Ming still had a variety show to record. In the end, Han Shaoying promised the old man that he would bring his little boyfriend back for dinner at the end of this month at the latest.

After finishing speaking, Han Shaoyun himself felt a little unbelievable, and brought Mo Ming to meet his family formally. No matter what the original intention was, the relationship between the two would definitely not remain at the level of lovers.

But it doesn't seem to matter, lovers or lovers, they all sleep in the same bed. If Mo Ming hadn't suddenly hid in the closet that night before, the old man would have seen him long ago, and at that time he, Han Shaolong, didn't seem to think about it. How many.

After hanging up the phone and putting the cell phone in his pocket, Han Shaoying's mood seemed to have turned a dozen times, and finally sat on a silky and brisk track suddenly.

Regarding the fact that Dai Moming formally went to see the old man in the name of his young boyfriend, he didn't think much of it before he thought about it, but when it suddenly came to this point, Han Shaoyun found that he seemed to be looking forward to it.

Looking forward to the reaction of Mo Ming, who is still at home waiting for her, when she finds out about this incident, shocked?nervous?

After reacting, maybe I can be moved to cry...

Anyway, there is no wardrobe for him to hide this time.

At the banquet, Han Changzong still had a happy face after putting away his phone... After so many years of looking forward to it, he finally has a grandson-in-law!

Seeing from a distance that Han Changzong seemed to be in a good mood, Shen Peiling told Shen Qian who was on the side: "Don't call him Director Han when you come to me, just call him Grandpa Han. You should be sweeter, you know? This old man Han rarely participates It is extremely difficult to meet this kind of reception once."

Today, Shen Peiling is being courted by a group of close relatives and distant relatives. She also enjoys this long-lost feeling of being supported by others, and occasionally picks up when she is in a good mood.

Shen Qian said with a smile: "Don't worry, auntie, this old man looks very coaxable."

"It doesn't matter whether it's big or small, this old Han is not someone else."

"What are you afraid of, auntie, this old man wants you to be his in-laws, and I'm also his nephew." Shen Qianpai approached Shen Peiling, "Auntie, when I become a big star, I will be filial to you."

Shen Peiling looked joyful, and finally walked over to say hello while Han Changzong was chatting with others.

"It's Xiao Shen." Han Changzong looked at Shen Peiling with a warm expression. He was the one who asked the organizer to send invitations to the Wen family couple for this high-end banquet, just to provide opportunities for the couple to expand their contacts in the country.

"Mr. Han, you look younger and younger."

Shen Peiling smiled and said, after a few words of flattery, she naturally began to introduce Shen Qian who was beside her.

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Shen Peiling expressed intentionally or unintentionally that her nephew wanted to enter the entertainment industry, and she didn't explicitly ask Han Changzong for help, but the meaning was in between the lines.

Han Changzong naturally also received this hint. He looked at Shen Qian beside Shen Peiling calmly, and nodded: "The child looks pretty good. Since you are so ambitious, grandpa will cheer you on."

Shen Peiling was taken aback for a moment, and quickly pulled the corners of her mouth and said with a smile: "Xiaoqian, this kid is excellent in all aspects, just like Xixi, but he has never been given the opportunity to develop. It's a pity."

"Since you are excellent, how can you have no chance, Xiaoqian, your aunt doesn't believe in you, but grandpa believes in you, so work hard."

"... "

Han Changzong turned around and chatted with the old man of the Zhao family who came over. Shen Peiling wanted to go forward to say something again, but Ade, who was in a black suit, suddenly stood in front of him. Shen Peiling looked like a dark hill in front of her.

Shen Peiling looked at Ade's cold face like an iceberg, and immediately became frightened, and dragged Shen Qian to turn away with an ugly expression.

Shen Qian was no longer as leisurely as before, and whispered anxiously, "Auntie, you can't just say it straight, you have to make such oblique hints, that's it, this old man doesn't understand what we mean at all."

Shen Peiling let go of Shen Qian, a little angry: "Do I want to lose face?"

And she felt that what she hinted was clear enough, who knows what happened to the old man today.

"Then what should I do, aunt?" Shen Qian still had to beg Shen Peiling, so he could only frown and say pitifully, "You can't just favor Miss Xixi."

"Why are you panicking? Auntie will help you later and tell me."

However, until the end of the banquet, Shen Peiling never got a chance to get close to Han Changzong again. In the end, after the banquet was over, she watched Han Changzong's car drive away at the hotel entrance.