Song Xueer was very close to Lin Fan, pretending to be very intimate.
"Lin Fan, can you pretend to be my boyfriend again?" Song Xueer said softly.
"I've already helped you once last time!" Lin Fan raised his eyebrows.
If this continues, the fake will probably become real.
Song Xueer pleaded, "I didn't expect my dad to come. Lin Fan, please be kind. This is really the last time!"
"You help people to the end!"
Lin Fan thought for a moment and said, "In your case, you have to pay more!"
"More money?" Song Xueer was speechless.
She still owes Lin Fan four million.
"Humph, you said you were my fan last time, but I think you're a hater!"
Lin Fan found it funny to see Song Xueer's distressed look.
"Okay, I'm afraid of you, but this is really the last time!"
"Thank you, I'll treat you to dinner some other day!"
Many people came to the cocktail party, both men and women.
But they all have one thing in common, that is, they are dressed beautifully.
With the arrival of Song Xueer, she immediately became the focus of the audience.
Tonight, Song Xueer wore a white dress with light makeup on her face, looking like a fairy.
"Isn't that Song Xueer?"
"I haven't seen her in a long time!"
"You are worthy of being my goddess. You are still as beautiful as before!"
…
Everyone looked at Song Xueer and talked about it.
Many men looked at Song Xueer and were reluctant to look away.
The women at the scene were more envious and jealous.
Since Song Xueer was the focus of the whole audience, Lin Fan was naturally the subject of discussion.
"Who is the man next to Song Xueer?"
"It looks like he should be Song Xueer's boyfriend!"
"It's like a flower stuck in cow dung!"
…
Those hateful gazes were cast at Lin Fan, causing him to smile bitterly.
In the end, he simply ignored it.
Lin Fan and others found a place to drink.
Song Yuanshan moved closer to Lin Fan and asked shamelessly.
"Lin Fan, do you still have the tea you gave me last time?"
"Dad, do you still want it?" Song Xueer said with a bitter face.
The cost of the tea was charged to her.
Ten million per kilogram is ridiculously expensive. Now Song Xueer doesn’t have a penny in her pocket.
If you still want to drink, you can only sell her.
Song Yuanshan laughed and said, "I took some to give away, there's not much left now!"
"No more!" Song Xueer said bluntly.
"I'm not asking you, I'm asking Lin Fan!" Song Yuanshan said.
"If there is one, I'm willing to buy it at the original price!"
Lin Fan said, "I still have some at home!"
Lin Fan doesn't like drinking tea anyway, so if Song Yuanshan wants it, just sell it to him.
"Okay, I'll get it another day!"
Song Xueer said in frustration, "Dad, do you have the money to buy it? That's 10 million per kilogram of tea!"
"If Mom knew, she would scold you to death!"
Although Song Yuanshan also has a company under his name.
But since he has no business acumen, the company is now on the verge of bankruptcy.
The reason why they can live in Shanghai is because Song Xueer made a lot of money in the past two years.
Unfortunately, Song Xueer has no money now.
Song Yuanshan whispered, "I secretly saved some private money, don't tell your mother!"
Song Xueer frowned.
"Xue'er, long time no see!"
At this time, a young man came to Song Xueer.
Song Xueer just nodded in response.
"Xue'er, this is your boyfriend, right? Would you like to introduce him?"
The young man was also Song Xueer's suitor and had some background, so he wanted to give Lin Fan a warning.
"His name is Lin Fan!"
"Boss of Yilongxuan!"
"Shareholder of Tang's Pictures!"
"Chairman of Chufeng Group!"
…
Song Xueer saw that the man was here to provoke her, so she directly told him Lin Fan's background.
It just so happens that Lin Fan can be used as a shield.
"Sorry to bother you!"
The man was frightened by Lin Fan's identity, turned around and left.
How can you compare with someone who has assets worth tens of billions?
"Xue'er, what a coincidence, you're here at the cocktail party too!"
Zhou Haifeng walked towards Song Xueer.
“Uncle Song!”
Zhou Haifeng also greeted Song Yuanshan by the way.
Song Xueer just glanced at Zhou Haifeng and nodded, acting indifferently.
"Haifeng, why didn't your dad come?"
"Oh, my dad is too busy, you don't have time!"
Zhou Haifeng turned his head and looked at Lin Fan who was drinking, anger flashing in his eyes.
It was this man who stole her goddess away.
Also, with the appearance of Lin Fan, Zhou Haifeng felt that all kinds of bad luck had happened to him.
Last time at Song Xueer's house, he was exposed for sending a fake painting, which made him feel ashamed.
Even more unfortunate was that on the way home, Zhou Haifeng was reported for drunk driving.
Now my driver’s license has been confiscated and I can’t even drive a car.
It's just terrible bad luck.
"Lin Fan, we meet again!" Zhou Haifeng said with a forced smile.
"You are... Oh, I see, you are the Zhou Haifeng who gave the fake painting to Uncle Song last time!"
Lin Fan brought up that matter deliberately.
Sure enough, Zhou Haifeng was angry.
"Uncle Song, I have a few friends over there. I'll talk to you later!"
Zhou Haifeng walked away with a sullen face.
Lin Fan and Song Xueer were drinking when suddenly Lin Fan noticed someone.
Not far away, Su Jianwen was holding a goblet, sipping red wine, his cold eyes fixed on Lin Fan.
He will never forget the scene of being beaten last night.
Lin Fan just glanced at Su Jianwen indifferently and continued drinking.
It was as if Su Jianwen didn't exist.
Song Xueer met a good friend at the party and went over to chat.
Lin Fan drank two glasses of wine with Zhao Yang and went to the bathroom.
When he came out, Lin Fan met a woman wearing a short skirt and heavy makeup at the bathroom door.
"Mr. Lin, nice to meet you, my name is Ding Qiaoqiao!"
Ding Qiaoqiao is 1.7 meters tall and has an appearance score of 8.5.
Seeing that the other party knew him and took the initiative to greet him, Lin Fan subconsciously became alert.
"I don't know you!"
Lin Fan couldn't stand the smell of Ding Qiaoqiao's perfume.
Lin Fan wanted to walk away, but Ding Qiaoqiao stopped him.
"We didn't know each other before, but now we know each other!"
"Mr. Lin, I know you are the chairman of Chufeng Group... Actually, I am an actor. Why don't we find a place and have a good chat!"
Ding Qiaoqiao moved closer to Lin Fan and put her arms around his neck.
The meaning is self-evident.
Talk about the script?
"Neuropathy!"
Lin Fan frowned and pushed Ding Qiaoqiao away.
"Mr. Lin, you're so rude, but I like it!"
Ding Qiaoqiao was not angry. She walked forward and approached Lin Fan again.
"Mr. Lin, am I not beautiful?"
"Whether you are beautiful or not has nothing to do with me!"
Lin Fan felt that there was something wrong with this woman and just wanted to go back as soon as possible.
Ding Qiaoqiao frowned. According to the original plan, she was going to seduce Lin Fan.
But now, Lin Fan was not fooled.
It seems that only option 2 can be implemented.
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