Scumbag God, I can see the entry of desire

Before Lin Lang could continue to cheer Chu Yiren up, he saw Zhou Weihao, the son of the richest man in Hai, followed by two dandy followers, approaching proudly with wine glasses in hand. Chu Yiren, who was looking at Lin Lang with a sweet smile,

"" Miss Chu, long time no see!" Zhou Weihao stepped forward to greet her.

Chu Yiren turned around when she heard the voice.

She was surprised to see that the visitor was Zhou Weihao, the son of the richest man in Yihai. Instead of greeting her with a smile, Chu Yiren lowered her eyebrows and replied indifferently,"It seems that there is nothing to see between me and Mr. Zhou."

Zhou Weihao held the wine glass and smiled awkwardly,"Miss Chu was smiling like a flower just now, but she became cold as ice after seeing me. Your expression changed too quickly, didn't it?"

Chu Yiren raised her beautiful little face and said contemptuously with cold arrogance,"You are not worthy. This young lady is smiling at you."

Zhou Weihao was embarrassed after hearing this. He felt a little embarrassed in front of his followers, so he laughed at himself,"Oh my~ This young master is the son of the richest man in Yihai, but I am not worthy of Miss Chu to even look at me."

"Then I am very curious, who is this handsome young man next to Miss Chu, and how could he be so lucky to win her smile?"

While Zhou Weihao was speaking, he looked at Lin Lang with hostility.

Zhou Weihao, who had ulterior motives, used"handsome young man" to describe Lin Lang, implying that Lin Lang was a gigolo.

Why did Zhou Weihao feel hostile to Lin Lang? Because as the son of the richest man in Hai, he had pursued Chu Yiren for a long time, but was repeatedly rejected by Chu Yiren mercilessly.

Even Chu Yiren, who was born with a proud character, had never looked Zhou Weihao in the eye.

Every time Zhou Weihao saw Chu Yiren in a business setting, he would take the initiative to greet Chu Yiren enthusiastically, but without exception, he would be rejected by her.

This made As the son of the richest man in Yihai, Zhou Weihao felt inferior and could not understand why Chu Yiren hated him so much.

Zhou Weihao, who had coveted Chu Yiren for a long time, always thought that she had no interest in men.

Today, he was shocked to see that the arrogant Chu Yiren was gentle and sweet in front of Lin Lang, and Zhou Weihao was shocked to the point of doubting his life. Zhou Weihao implied that Lin Lang was a gigolo.

Lin Lang deliberately put his arm around Chu Yiren's waist, looked at Zhou Weihao, the son of the richest man in Yihai, provocatively, and implied:"Mr. Zhou, you don't know that Chu Yiren is allergic to things that are not beautiful in appearance."

Lin Lang implied that Zhou Weihao was ugly, and the two of them were also rivals in love, and they were courteous to each other.

"you……"Zhou Weihao was so angry that he was speechless for a moment.

Chu Yiren, the daughter of a wealthy family, was hugged by Lin Lang's slender and soft waist in public. Instead of being angry, she cooperated with Lin Lang and deliberately said coquettishly:"My dear, you still understand me."

"I feel sick when I see things that are not beautiful in appearance."

Lin Lang said sarcastically:"I know no one will refuse things that are beautiful in appearance, but are things that are not beautiful in appearance really so eye-catching?"

Chu Yiren replied in unison:"In fact, they are not that eye-catching, but ugly things are dangling in front of this young lady, which is very annoying."

Zhou Weihao was so angry that his liver hurt and the red wine glass in his hand was almost crushed.

Lin Lang continued to say mischievously:"Is it the feeling of a toad jumping on the ground, not biting but disgusting?"

Chu Yiren pretended to be coquettish and took Lin Lang's arm, and replied with drooping eyebrows:"Yes!"

Lin Lang raised the corner of his mouth, raised his eyebrows and smiled wickedly:"Mr. Zhou, you are not feeling an earthquake, why is your wine glass shaking?"

Zhou Weihao had ten thousand grass mud horses galloping through his heart, thinking,"I am shaking with anger because of you, and you are still talking nonsense, which really pissed me off!"

Zhou Weihao's face was extremely ugly. He felt that he had lost face in front of his followers and was so angry that his lungs were about to explode.

Although he was angry, he still had to maintain the dignity of a rich man.

So, Zhou Weihao suppressed his anger and asked back:"I am not Zhang Heng. I don't have the function of a seismograph. May I ask your name, brother?"

"I am Lin Lang, a handsome, elegant, talented, handsome man who looks like Pan An, known as a pear blossom that outshines a crabapple, nicknamed the Jade-faced Little Flying Dragon."

"Shuangmulin, waves of waves"

"I don't even need oars to row a boat, I rely on the waves all my life."

Lin Lang said nonsense seriously, with a contemptuous look on his lips and a knife in his eyes.

Zhou Weihao was almost pissed off. He had never met such a boastful young man who dared to act cool in front of him. You have to know that he is the son of the richest man in Hai.

"I can see that you are quite a playboy!" Zhou Weihao's face flashed with dissatisfaction.

Chu Yiren couldn't help laughing after hearing this. She tactically took a sip of red wine, but she couldn't help but spray Zhou Weihao all over.

"Uh... Sorry, Mr. Zhou!"

"The conversation between you two was so funny that I couldn't help myself. This suit of yours must be very expensive, right?"

"I'll compensate you."

Chu Yiren opened the limited edition Prada bag and took out the checkbook and pen.

"Well……"The two followers behind Zhou Weihao were all stunned, but they didn't dare to fart.

Zhou Weihao suppressed his anger, looked at the wine stains on his body, and maintained his last dignity, but he was so angry that the muscles on his face were trembling.