Genius Bady and Bad Daddy

The man walked towards Song Qian. "Hello, my name is Yuchi Haolan, the president of'starlight'. Excuse me, are you going to the white swan banquet hall?" The sound was like a trickle of water.

"Starlight," the only big company in e city that can rival Pei Yilin's Muhua Group, is also influential internationally.

"My name is Song Qian."

Yuchi Haolan smiled gently. "Did the car crash badly? I'm also going to the white swan ballroom. If you need me, we can come together."

Song Qian blinked, then looked at his car and asked the driver, "Can you still drive?"

"You can drive, but the car is already shaved like this, if you drive to the banquet hall..." The driver was worried about the shame of driving a broken car, and Pei Yilin would punish him.

Song Qian met the driver a few times and said, "Then you can stay here and take care of the car. I'll go to the banquet hall with Mr. Yuchi."

The driver asked song qian in a low voice, "Could something happen?"

Song qian smiled and shook her head. Yuchi Haolan was also the hottest bachelor in e city. The media had reported a lot about him, and she had seen him on tv.

Yuchi Haolan opened the door. "Please."

Song Qian got in the car. "Thank you."

Yuchi Haolan didn't say much, but he was gentle and modest. In order not to embarrass himself in the car, he took the initiative to chat with Song Qian.

"Music?" Song Qian thought to himself, "What's the longest stone rang, the thinker, and tian xun? They've all heard of it in anime."

Yuchi Haolan couldn't help but smile and say, "Your hands are very beautiful. They are very suitable for playing the piano."

If someone else had said that, Song Qian would have thought they were teasing her.

But the person who said this was Yuchi Haolan, and when he said it, he was genuinely praising him.

"Your hands are beautiful!" Song Qian spoke softly and asked, "Can you play the piano?"

Yuchi Haolan nodded. "A little."

The driver couldn't help but interject, "Our young master is a master at playing the piano!"

When song qian smiled, her eyes were like a crescent moon, and she said softly, "I really want to hear it when I have the chance!"

Soon they arrived at the white swan ballroom. Yuchi Haolan got out of the car, opened the door for Song Qian, and reached out to her.

Song Qian looked at him and whispered in embarrassment, "My hands are sweating."

"Come on." Yuchi Haolan's voice was reassuring.

But song qian still felt insecure. Although there was a saying that "Wearing high heels is a woman's natural ability," her heels were a little too high!

Yuchi haolan saw Song Qian looking at her heels with a troubled face and instantly understood what she was worried about.

He smiled softly, and even his voice became extra careful, "Come on, let's get out of the car."

Song Qian gritted her teeth and handed her hand to Yuchi Haolan. When she got out of the car, she sprained her foot as expected.

At this moment, Song Qian suddenly had an extra hand around her waist. Yuchi Haolan dragged her to her feet, not looking like she was about to fall.

"Help me forward. Don't look at your feet. Trust me, you won't fall." Yuchi Haolan said.

Song Qian took a deep breath, grabbed Yuchi Haolan, and followed him to the banquet hall.

The door of the banquet was opened, and the luxurious lights inside almost blinded Song Qian. At the same time, almost everyone's eyes fell on Yuchi Haolan and Song Qian.

"Is that Yuchi Haolan's date?"

"How beautiful!"

"Is that his girlfriend who has been in love with him for many years?"

Song Qian couldn't help but look at Yuchi Haolan, who looked innocent.

Yuchi haolan smiled gently at Song Qian and said softly, "I'm going to let go. Next, it's your turn to leave."

Song Qian nodded. "Thank you for today."

"It's a piece of cake."

Song Qian took small steps forward and searched through the crowd for Pei Yilin, who was soon found.

His face was grim, his eyes were stern, and his anger was directed at her.

Song Qian walked over to Pei Yilin and whispered, "Why did you bring me here?"

Pei Yilin clenched his hands behind his back. Today's Song Qian was just too charming.

The long, straight hair curled up and a few scattered curls fell. Her eyes were clear, her lips were bright, and her yellow skirt wrapped around her, giving her a nice bump.

There was a ribbon bow tied around her waist, which attracted people to open and savor her present.

Damn it!

He only told meng nan to dress up Song Qian, but he didn't say that he should dress up so beautifully, let alone that she should wear such a revealing dress!

Looking at her figure, from her chest to her buttocks, she could be seen. How many men would be seduced tonight?

And what happened to her?

He actually came with Yuchi Haolan?

Song Qian was displeased. "I'm talking to you!"

Pei Yilin said awkwardly, "Who said I called you here?"

Song Qian stood awkwardly where she was, because it was Butler Wang who said it, and because the driver was Pei Yilin's only driver, she had no doubt.

But Pei Yilin's words made it clear to her that she must have been pranked by someone.

Song Qian felt as if her body was shrinking in front of Pei Yilin. He was so tall and dazzling that she was not worth mentioning.

Especially when she saw Xia Er'lan walk out of the toilet, she was so noble and beautiful, and her purple dress was so graceful, Song Qian realized how embarrassed she was now.

Pei Yilin frowned. When he saw Song Qian's face getting ugly, he didn't know how to take back what he had said.

"Qian." It was Yuchi Haolan's voice.

His standard smile hung on his lips and he said gently, "Be my companion."

When Yuchi Haolan reached out her hand, Song Qian felt that someone had finally pulled her out of the darkness.

She nodded and held Yuchi Haolan's hand. Without looking at Pei Yilin again, she followed yuchi haolan to the dining area.

Pei Yilin's body immediately turned cold and violent, and his dark eyes followed Song Qian and Yuchi Haolan's back.

Kang Lu looked at Pei Yilin with complicated eyes. It was Boss Pei who asked song qian to come. Why didn't he admit it just now?

Yuchi Haolan picked up a small piece of pastry and gave it to Song Qian. "This is good. You want to try it?"

Song qian smiled brightly at Yuchi Haolan and took another sip, "Mmm! Really! It's delicious!"

Seeing Song Qian's satisfied tone, Yuchi Haolan's smile deepened and asked, "Are you always happy?"

"Hmm?" Song Qian looked up, put down his fork and asked, "Those bad people and things are to make you unhappy. Why should they succeed?"

"There's a curious question." Yuchi Haolan raised his eyebrows. "If I didn't show up just now, what would you do?"

Song Qian's eyes lit up, then he clenched his fork and lowered his voice, "Kick his kneecap hard, then shake his head and leave." I feel relieved just thinking about it!

As the words fell, Song Qian and Yuchi Haolan laughed together.

Pei Yilin couldn't help but walk towards Song Qian. Yuchi Haolan suddenly got up and said to Song Qian, "Accompany me to play the piano."

"Sure!" Song Qian responded and left Pei Yilin far behind.

Pei Yilin stood there like a statue. He didn't make a sound, but the cold air around him began to oppress him.

In front of Song Qian was a large white piano covered with pink roses. The lid was opened and Yuchi Haolan, in a silver-gray suit, sat down and looked at Song Qian.

A lot of people gathered around and whispered.

"Yuchi haolan is going to play the piano?"

"Oh my god! The sound of his piano is simply heavenly!"

"Last time someone asked him to play a song for tens of millions, he refused!"

Song Qian had only heard a little about Yuchi Haolan before, but now he thought he was a mystery.

The sound of the piano was heard and everyone was mesmerized.

Song Qian stood by the piano and saw Yuchi Haolan's long fingers dancing on the keys. It was a pleasure.

Everyone was immersed in the sound of the piano, except Pei Yilin.

At the end of the crowd, he looked at Song Qian and Yuchi Haolan looking at each other affectionately, and at Song Qian's happy and intoxicated face, his fists thumping.

After playing the song, Yuchi Haolan pulled out a pink rose, leaned back with one hand, bent slightly, and gave the flower to Song Qian very gentlemanly.

There were a lot of cheering sounds around, and Song Qian stood uncomfortably, accepting the envy of everyone. She had never encountered such a gentle and romantic thing.

Taking the flowers, Yuchi Haolan gently touched Song Qian's cheek and said, "Nice to meet you."

As soon as he spoke, Song Qian's wrist was grabbed and looked up. It was Pei Yilin.

"Mr. Yuchi, the woman I borrowed can be returned to me!" Pei Yilin said proudly.

Song Qian frowned. Before she could speak, Pei Yilin dragged her away.

"Hello!" Song Qian, who was wearing high heels, could not walk fast and could only fall to the ground.

Yuchi Haolan caught Song Qian in time and asked with concern, "Didn't you fall anywhere?"

Song Qian smiled apologetically. "I'm fine."

Pei Yilin's body was blatantly cold, grabbed Song Qian into his arms, looked at her high heels, simply picked her up horizontally, and then walked out to the lounge.

The people around them could not understand what was going on. They looked around in confusion and whispered to each other.

Yuchi haolan stood there, watching Song Qian's back being carried away. He clenched his fists and said in his heart, "Qian, don't you remember me? It doesn't matter. Then you'll know me again from this moment on and fall in love with me!"

It was not until he left the banquet hall that Song Qian struggled down. He looked at Pei Yilin angrily and asked, "Are you crazy?"

If she hadn't known what was important, she would have embarrassed Pei Yilin at the party.

"How did you meet him?" Pei Yilin said coldly, "Did you eat with him last night?"

Song Qian was baffled. "Do you want to?"

"You are my man!" Pei Yilin sounded excited.

"Ha!" Song qian was full of disdain. "It's true that I'm your employee, but I don't have to report to you who I'm going to any banquet with, do I?"

"What you're wearing, what you're wearing, it's all my money!" Pei Yilin's deep, rich voice was filled with rage. "What does it have to do with him?"

Song Qian answered subconsciously, "Just give it back to you!"

Suddenly, she realized something was wrong.

Didn't Pei Yilin just say that he didn't call her?

Then why did he spend the money on her outfit?

"Give it back to me?" Pei Yilin's anger had reached its peak. "Okay! Come back!"

As soon as the words fell, Song Qian's mouth was blocked.

Pei Yilin kissed so crazily that he became addicted to it. The more he kissed, the deeper he bit. Song Qian was in pain from the kiss and still refused to let go.

Song Qian struggled to jump away, but he had two hands to take off her clothes.

Her scalp was numb. She grabbed Pei Yilin's hand and gasped, "You're a pervert! Scum!"

"Aren't you going to give it back to me? Then take them all off!" Pei Yilin's cold voice roared with desire.