Cold-hearted young master and revenge bride

The only difference is that in the face of the lost love, she still had the courage to recover, but now she is dead.

That man, already belongs to another woman, has nothing to do with her any more!

The moment she saw song Xiaoqing, she suddenly understood this fact, which made her even now painful.

But maybe it's the best ending.

There will never be any relationship between her and him.

Everything is broken.

It's broken!

When she came to the place Han Zhao said, her mood had calmed down. As the waiter went in, he saw that Han Zhao had been waiting inside. When he saw her coming, he stood up with a smile and said, "Miss Chang, you are here!"

"Mr. Han!" Chang Huan smiles at him. He is calm and quiet. Even in the face of such an excellent man, he is not at all restrained.

"Miss Chang, please sit down." Han Zhao asked Chang Huan to sit down and ordered the waiter to serve immediately. Then he sat opposite Chang Huan and said with a smile, "you didn't eat anything just now. I think you must be hungry, so I decided to order some food for you. You can have some."

Hearing this, Chang Huan felt that he was really hungry. He didn't refuse and said with a smile, "thank you very much, Mr. Han."

"Ha ha, thank you. You don't blame me for starving you." Han Zhao said with a smile: "however, don't you think it's very awkward for us two such polite gentlemen and ladies to call each other? Since you and Yi Tian are good friends and he calls you Xiao Huan Er, I don't dare to steal beauty. Otherwise, he wants to work hard with me. I'll call you Xiao Huan, and you can call me Han Zhao or elder brother Han if you like. "

In fact, Chang Huan was reluctant to talk. She was not familiar with him, but he said so, so she couldn't say it.

Then she looked at him and jokingly said, "I thought you said I could call you ahan! Isn't that just right, Ayi ahan? "

"Poof!" Han Zhao happens to drink tea. When he hears this, he sprays it on the spot.

AI, ah, Han? Aunt hahan?

Thanks to her!

He doesn't want to be like Yitian, whose fame will be destroyed by her all his life.

But before he spoke, Chang Huan said with a smile, "what? You think it's good, too, don't you? I knew you'd like it, but even if you're happy, you don't have to be so obvious. I know that, ah Han. "

Hum, you sent it to me by yourself. Don't blame me for being cruel! Chang Huan hummed in his heart. Looking at his embarrassed appearance, his evil spirit finally came out.

Shit, what do you know? You don't understand anything. If this word gets out, he will have the stain of his life on his back like unlucky Yitian!

He wiped the sprayed tea, smiled and said, "Xiao Huan is really a writer. I can think of such a creative title. I admire it. However, we are all Chinese. Such a thing as hahan is not what a patriot should do. So, in order to show our loyalty and patriotism, it is absolutely impossible for hahan to do. You'd better call me Han Zhao or elder brother Han! Come on, aren't you hungry? Eat quickly. "