The Lord’s Little Cutie Is the Old Ancestor

Shang Yufei still didn't speak, but the color of her eyes was much softer than before.

She thought that she also inherited a special design from her mother that could not be said to be an advantage or a disadvantage. That is, it is especially easy to believe in people you are willing to believe.

Even at this moment, she knew deep in her heart that the sincerity of her father's words was not so high.

But out of the desire for father's love, she still felt a little softened, and she was still willing to give Shang Haoquan another chance.

Give him a chance to prove that he still loves her daughter.

Seeing that Shang Yufei's attitude had loosened, Shang Haoquan moved his chair in her direction, and patted her hand gently, "Yufei, wait for my dad to introduce you to you." The person is indeed a very important person. Not only for Dad, but also for you. You are so good, and you have been admitted to such a good school in the Imperial City with your own ability. Dad is proud of you and naturally hopes to help you. Expand your network to make your future development more smooth."

Shang Haoquan looked at Shang Yufei with a loving smile that he had not shown to her for a long time, "So, Yufei, no matter what, you have to behave well. For father, for our Shang family, and for yourself. ."

Shang Yufei knew her father. He was the most proud and arrogant. He boasted that he was a scholarly family, and not everyone could enter his eyes.

I believe that if it weren't for the current Yan Jia who could say something with Director Gao, he would not even look at the Yan Jia.

Therefore, at this moment, Shang Yufei is very curious, who is this person who can make Shang Haoquan pay so much attention.

Outside the restaurant, a black car slowly stopped at the door.

The welcome guest at the door glanced at the car, and his eyes lit up immediately.

This restaurant is not particularly high-end in the Imperial City, and belongs to the upper-middle level. Although, occasionally there will be guests who drive luxury cars to dine.

However, there is no such thing as a luxurious one at the door at this time.

The greeter immediately bowed slightly and made a welcoming posture.

However, the people in the car did not move for a long time, and they couldn't see the situation inside.

As a result, the greeter stepped forward boldly and tapped the window glass leaning on her side a few times.

The window slowly fell, revealing Lin Rong's but obviously impatient face of Zhang Junyi.

The welcoming staff was taken aback for a while, and asked with a smile, "Is the sir here to eat? Do you need me to help you park?"

Lin Rong glanced at the sweet-looking greeter, but only glanced at it, and then focused on the face of the restaurant's door.

"I came to this place to eat...Isn't it a long time since I saw you? I won't take her to a better place." Lin Rong muttered softly in his mouth.

The welcoming staff didn't hear Lin Rong's words clearly, thinking that the other party didn't want to come in for a meal, so they said, "Sorry, sir, if you don't eat here, you can't park your car here."

Lin Rong took out some red tickets from the car and put them in the hands of the greeter, "Just as if I was eating inside."

Yingbin watched the red floating away in his hand, and counted, it turned out to be more than ten.

Surprised, but also strange.

This person has come, and stopped here without going in. What are you going to do?

Lin Rong looked at the direction of the restaurant and saw that the welcome guest had not left, so he asked impatiently, "Not enough?"

Yingbin waved his hand quickly, "Enough, enough..."

After speaking, he obediently returned to his original position.