"Your uncle Qiao's other son." Father Han said, "I was born outside and I haven't officially acknowledged it. But the young man is good. Compared to Qiao Wenxing, he only loses."

Han Yanyan pretended to turn over without knowing anything. Liu Chengyu's schooling experience and career achievements were all in the data, exactly the same as the information she had predicted in her mind. She nodded. "It's pretty good, it seems like a motivated person."

Father Han snapped his finger on the tabletop: "Your Uncle Qiao is completely disappointed with Qiao Wenxing and recognizes this son. There is a reception the day after tomorrow, and your Uncle Qiao hopes you can go too."

Han Yanyan looked up at her big dad.

The big dad said, "I and you Uncle Qiao, I hope you two young people can get to know each other."

The name of the reception is not important, what is important is the blind date arranged by the two big dads.

As soon as I entered this mansion, I felt that the eyes of people were not goodwill. Qiao Wenxing's divorce put Han Yanyan on the headlines of entertainment news.

Fading away the fur, Han Yanyan was wearing a backless evening dress, stepping on high heels, and holding his grandfather's arm, Tingting Ting, with all manners, he didn't care about these sights.

The electronic voice pre-feed information is very useful, not only allows Han Yanyan as the task person to grasp the relevant person's profile information and previous developments in advance, but also allows her to directly receive everything from the Korean smoke in the mission world.

For example, now that she is standing there, she naturally knows what kind of posture to put on and how to use words and sentences to meet the status of a celebrity.

Only with a smile, accompanied his father to deal with a person who talked, raised his eyes and saw Liu Chengyu following his own big dad towards this side. The two dads have known each other for many years and are very familiar with each other. They both grew up looking at each other's children.

Father Qiao smiled kindly at Han Yanyan and introduced her to Liu Chengyu: "Yanyan, come, this is Cheng Yu. Cheng Yu is one year older than you and has been studying abroad before returning."

Liu Chengyu said to Han Yanyan, "Hello, Qiao Chengyu."

Han Yanyan shook hands with him with a smile: "Han Yanyan."

Two people seem to have never seen each other.

Qiao's big dad took Han's big dad to talk about things and enthusiastically charged Liu, no, Qiao Chengyu: "Take care of the smoke."

Qiao Chengyu bowed his head. When the dads left, he turned to look at Han Yanyan. Under the luxurious crystal lamp, her confident and magnificent gas field suppressed all the ladies present, and it was brilliant.

Qiao Chengyu only met her in newspapers and entertainment magazines in the past. He had a lot of heart in his last meeting and could not sink his heart to appreciate her. At this time, he stood side by side with her, waiting for the curious and skeptical gaze of others, surrounded by clothes and shadows. Qiao Chengyu knew that Han Yanyan would become the turning point in his life.

"Have you got your last name back?" Han Yanyan's red lips slightly tilted.

"It's just a smoke bomb," Qiao Chengyu said. He beckoned the waiter to come over, took a glass of wine to Han Yanyan, and the two walked slowly towards the underpopulated place.

Han Yanyan asked, "How do you say?"

"On the surface, he recognized me. In fact, he used me as a sharpening stone and put pressure on that person." Qiao Chengyu said, "I just want to force that person back."

"Come back? Where did he go? I've been playing outside this time. Do I have to do any homework?" Han Yanyan asked.

Qiao Chengyu said blankly, "Run away from home."

It took a lot of effort for Han Yanyan to swallow the bite of red wine, but it didn't spit out. Qiao Chengyu stood outside, blocking the eyes of others with his own body, and patted her twice to help her run down.

Deep V big backless evening dress with arcs and enchanting skin, creamy skin, and butterfly bones pulsating the heart of men.

Qiao Chengyu retracted his hand and asked her, "What's next?"

Han Yanyan caressed his chest and waved, "Don't say this first. What the **** is running away from home?" It's not a middle school student, why it sounds so annoying.

Qiao Chengyu said coldly: "He went home to propose to my father to dissolve the marriage contract with you, and the talk broke down. My father was furious and resolutely refused. Mrs. Joe was also very angry and went to find the woman for a special trip and wanted to send her five million The woman tore the cheque in front of Mrs. Joe, and Mrs. Joe was so angry that she slap her on the spot. It happened that the one who rushed over and saw it with her own mother. Mrs. Joe said Some women did not have her, some women did not have her, let the one choose for themselves. The one who chose the woman left with two people, and then published a statement to terminate the marriage contract with you. Mrs. Joe was so angry with her And is still nursing ... "

Han Yanyan helped him: "Why are there still adult men with such a love brain in this age?"

The expression of her inability to vomit was too funny, and Qiao Chengyu finally showed a smile. The lips of the serious and indifferent man curled up, the whole portrait broke the ice, and the sun shone for a few minutes. However, just after that, I took back the sunshine that belonged to the young people and said indifferently: "Life is too smooth, too perfect, life is too carefree, and it will inevitably be naive."

Han Yanyan's twinkling eyes squinted at him.

"What's wrong?" Qiao Chengyu shuddered.

"It's so nice to laugh, why is your face stretched?" Han Yanyan raised her eyebrows, and her red lips angled to one side.

Qiao Chengyu's face really stretched this time, tight.

"What are you going to do?" He also spoke with a serious expression, as if discussing a major business case in a conference room.

"What are you going to do ..." Han Yanyan raised his chin slightly. "Since your dad is going to use you for a play, of course we are doing fake work for him and making it come true."

"What about the specific plan?" Qiao Chengyu asked.

Han Yanyan was speechless-did he really think this was a business case?

"Specifically, of course you came after me." She rolled her eyes.

Qiao Chengyu stayed for a while.

"My dignified Miss Han family, you said you would marry you, just marry you?" Han Yanyan gave him a white look, turned his skirt gently, and gave him a perfect back, "Wait for you-- "

After that, the waist was swinging towards several celebrities who knew him well.

If flowers are used as a metaphor for people, Qiao Chengyu thinks that Han Yanyan should be a full blooming peony flower, with luxuriant branches and leaves, and national fragrance.

Somehow he felt a little hot in his ears and in his heart.

"Yanyan, have you and Wenxing really terminated their engagement?"

"I heard that he ran away from home for that woman and wanted to cut off the relationship with his parents, so Qiao's family recognized the one outside."

"Yanyan, Uncle Qiao is so enthusiastic, wouldn't he want Qiao Chengyu and you ...?"

The acquaintances surrounded Han Yan and Yan Tuan, and they wanted to listen to more news to satisfy their long-burning gossip soul.

These are better relationships with Han Yanyan. Of course, there is no lack of inconsistency with her, and it is inevitable that there will be a discordant voice.

"Maybe that's what it means." Someone laughed. "Think about the ancient times, in some remote and remote places, my brother died, and my brother got married."

Everyone's eyes changed. In fact, just now, they peeped at Han Yanyan and Qiao Chengyu, guessing this possibility, but what this person said was too ugly.

Han Yanyan's full red lips slightly twitched, and said casually, "If I change to Qiao Chengyu, I have no opinion."

The girlfriends marveled: "Wow ... smoke you ..."

Han Yanyan said indifferently: "I grew up with Wen Xing in crotch pants from a young age, and that ’s why it ’s the same thing. Brotherhood is much heavier than love. Marrying him or marrying Qiao Chengyu are similar. Well, Wen Xing is tired of me. It would be nice to change to Qiao Chengyu. "

Han Yanyan raised a finger: "First of all, he looks handsome and in good shape."

With her "first", everyone's eyes fluttered to Qiao Chengyu's side and found that Han Yanyan was telling the truth. Seeing the appearance of the hippie smiling faces of men in the circle, such a serious face suddenly came, and it was really fresh.

Han Yanyan raised his second finger: "Then others are excellent, and their resumes can be called elites, aren't they touted by us, they are real."

Everyone nodded, and since Qiao Chengyu appeared in the circle, everyone knew about his resume. Qiao Wenxing has always been embarrassed by the media as "young handsome". In fact, how can everyone not count in a circle. The men in their circle do not use drugs, gambling or promiscuity, and can basically put on a halo of "elite".

"The most important point," Han Yanyan put his third finger up. "It doesn't matter who you marry, as long as this person is the heir of the Qiao family, I'm OK."

Everyone breathed. In front of the third article, one and two are basically clouds! The Qiao family and the Han family are among the best wealth managers. The thought of these two strong financial resources and strong alliances warmed up. Envy and jealousy.

The provocator was still reconciled and said, "How can you be sure he can be the heir? Uncle Qiao loves Wenxing and you don't know. This Qiao Chengyu's mother is just a peripheral girl. Otherwise you think why you have n’t recognized him for so many years. He did n’t even let Joe ’s last name let him, and I heard that he followed his mother ’s last name Liu. I advise you, do n’t fight too hot with this Qiao Chengyu, otherwise What will you do when Uncle Qiao calls Wenxing back? "

Unexpectedly, Han Yanyan laughed wildly: "It doesn't matter if you don't come back, anyway, no matter who it is, whoever marries me, whoever is the heir of the Qiao family."

As soon as this word came out, there was a moment of silence in the field. Then everyone turned their attention to look elsewhere and deliberately shifted the topic. You praise my skirt, I praise your earrings.

Han Yanyan beckoned, the waiter came over, took the empty wine glass, and handed her new wine. Han Yanyan took a sip of wine with a smile, watching everyone's envy, watching the provoker become angry with puffer fish, and jealous of the deformation.

Man, if the baby is born, it will be great to have a big dad with a waist around him.

Han Yanyan saw Qiao Chengyu from afar and toasted him remotely. Yi Guangyingying, paper drunk gold fans, like a vacation.

A few days later, the second son of the Qiao family who just recognized his ancestors began to pursue the only daughter heir of the Han family.

Giant marriages, brothers competing for production, entertainment version of paparazzi, like chicken blood.