Chapter 1

The biggest charity dinner in M city.

The upper class celebrities from all walks of life gathered here, wearing gorgeous dresses and holding wine glasses, talking and laughing with each other.

In a corner of the hall stood a woman, quiet and out of place.

This woman is Han Zhiyu, the daughter of Han's group and the niece of Han Bingjun, the host of today's dinner.

Under the light, Han Zhiyu's slender willow eyebrows are slightly frowning, and her bright eyes are like pools of water in the autumn sun, sparkling.

Plump and pretty lips are like delicate roses in full bloom at night, which makes people want a kiss.

Seeing her great uncle coming with a mother and son, Han Zhiyu pulled up a sarcastic smile.

Han Zhiyu is no stranger to the mother and son. Mrs. Wang has always been known for being tough and mean, and her son is also a typical Ma Bao man, a Dou who can't help.

Her great uncle is really considerate of her!

Han Bingjun, the chairman of Han's group, is a good person praised by everyone. Even if she told the outside world what her uncle had done, no one would believe it.

But such a person, after his grandfather died, occupied his own Han group, and even drove himself out of the Han family.

Han Zhiyu wants to get back what belongs to her, but her grandfather's will tells her that she can only let Han Bingjun return it to her after she gets married. Before that, Han Bingjun can only act for her.

For this reason, she made countless kisses, but all of them were destroyed by this good uncle.

In the upper class circle of M City, who doesn't know how chaotic Han Zhiyu's private life is, but those who have a little family background are afraid to avoid it.

The rumor was spread by this good uncle, but it happened that he was outside. Under the banner of thinking for her, he tried to find some crooked melons to embarrass her.

Thinking of this, Han Zhiyu's fingers holding the red wine cup can't help whitening.

Han Zhiyu's face was covered with a decent smile as he watched the three of them getting closer and closer. "Uncle."

"Zhiyu --" Han Bingjun's kind face, "see Mrs. Wang soon."

"Mrs. Wang." Han Zhiyu said hello with a cute smile.

"Mrs. Wang, this is the niece Han Zhiyu I mentioned to you. She just turned 25 this year, one year younger than your blog. She is very independent and sensible."

Mrs. Wang just nodded symbolically, then looked at her haughtily from head to toe.

But her son Wang Bowen said nervously: "Han Hello, Miss Han

As soon as his voice fell, Mrs. Wang said casually, "Miss Han is really a good-looking sign. She deserves my son. I seem to have heard that Miss Han likes to play more? "

When Mrs. Wang said the last two words, her tone was deliberately accentuated, and the irony was self-evident.

Before Han Zhiyu spoke, he heard Han Bingjun help her explain: "Mrs. Wang, it's understandable that young people are fond of playing. But as long as Zhiyu gets married, she will definitely take heart and live a good life. "

The sun is really coming out from the West.

What's her great uncle's idea?

After Mrs. Wang heard this, she nodded with satisfaction, "Miss Han, if you marry into our Wang family, if you don't have permission, you'd better not come out easily and make a public appearance."

Originally, Han Zhiyu was not satisfied with Mrs. Wang's attitude of shopping. Now after hearing her strange words, she couldn't help it: "Mrs. Wang, it seems that I didn't say anything, let alone want to enter the Wang family. Don't let people misunderstand you as soon as you open your mouth."

"Zhiyu! Don't make a fool of yourself. " Han Bingjun looks at Han Zhiyu helplessly, and she is disgusted with her completely loving appearance.

Han Zhiyu's eyes were cold, and her face was covered with frost. "Uncle, it seems that this is the first time I have seen Mrs. Wang, but when Mrs. Wang comes, it seems that I have something to do with Mr. Wang, and -"

"Mr. Wang, are we very familiar?"

Wang Bowen, who was suddenly named, was stunned. Then he looked up at Mrs. Wang timidly and hesitated: "I I... "

Before he had finished, Mrs. Wang gave him a sharp look, and he was silent immediately.

Seeing Wang Bowen's pathetic appearance, Han Zhiyu felt sad for him.

"I heard that Miss Han's parents passed away early. No wonder they are so ill bred now." Mrs. Wang did not intend to maintain her elegant state, and directly tore open Han Zhiyu's scar.

Han Zhiyu's face immediately became ugly. After all, what she hated most in her life was that others arbitrarily commented on her dead parents.

But Mrs. Wang didn't seem to take Han Zhiyu's reaction to heart. She turned to Han Bingjun and said, "Mr. Han, you are really bothering such a disobedient girl."

Han Bingjun's eyes flickered slightly, and his face was apologetic. "I'm sorry, Mrs. Wang, Zhiyu. She's always sensible. Today, I'm to blame. I didn't say hello to her in advance. This girl is holding a breath with me."Han Zhiyu pulled the corner of his mouth and looked away. He didn't want to watch the play.

As soon as Mrs. Wang saw Han Zhiyu's attitude, she immediately provoked the pair of hanging eyes and looked down on her face. "It seems that I'm too kind-hearted. After listening to Mr. Han, she thought that this girl really changed her mind. She thought that she could give this girl a chance."

Han Zhiyu laughed angrily, "Mrs. Wang, since I have heard that my conduct is not good, but I still want to introduce my son to you. You are really a good mother!"

Mrs. Wang was very angry. She pointed to Han Zhiyu: "you You... "

"Pa!"

Han Zhiyu had a pain on her face. She couldn't believe it and touched her flushed cheek.

"Usually I spoil you so much that I make you so arrogant." Han Bingjun a look of hate iron not steel, "Han Zhiyu, you now immediately apologize to Mrs. Wang."

Because of this accident, all the guests around focused on the four of them.

Han Zhiyu's heart is full of anger at the moment, but she knows that Han Bingjun did it on purpose to make her lose face at the banquet.

"I'll say it again and apologize to Mrs. Wang at once." Han Bingjun's voice was raised by another decibel.

But Han Zhiyu just sneered and stood there without saying a word.

All of a sudden, a familiar female voice came, "Dad -"

a beautiful woman in a black evening dress came to them with a handsome man in her arm.

This woman is no other than her cousin Han Yushu, and the man next to her is Xie Ziyi, the successor of Xie group, who is also Han Zhiyu's childhood sweetheart and fiance.