Chapter 6: Is He The Handsome Bar?!

"Daddy, Mommy"

"Little demon, are you here?"

"Mommy, you are so beautiful today. People will only say that you are my sister when they see us together."

"The mouth is so sweet"

Mrs. Leng, who is nearly 50 years old, has not been stained with the traces of years. Instead, because of proper maintenance, her skin is still tight and smooth, tender, which is quite a famous lady.

"Really, the little demon is telling the truth."

The cold wind looked at the coquettish little daughter holding her mother. The whole family regarded her as a treasure in their hands. What they hoped most was that she could always be kind, pure, cute and happy.

"Little Demon"

Pei Monroe and Sima Yuyao came to them, "Happy birthday, aunt!"

"Well, thank you for coming to my birthday party. Is your father here?"

"Here, over there."

"Well, you chat with the little demon, and your uncle and I will go to receive your father first."

"Okay, aunt."

After the cold couple left, the three women were eating snacks together and chatting in private.

"Little demon, did you sleep well these few nights?"

Leng Xiaoyao glanced at Pei Monroe and wondered what strange questions the woman was asking. Why did she not sleep well?

"Oh, don't pretend. Didn't you dream of you and that strange handsome man that night when you were sleeping?"

Both women stared at Leng Xiaoyao with a look of 'Don't say you don't, we won't believe it', which made her feel guilty.

"No, how can there be? Who am I? I have forgotten the accident for a long time."

Pei Menglu and Sima Yuyao didn't believe it. Leng Xiaoyao's typical dead duck mouth was hard. She said that she didn't have it, so she got together to scratch her itching. Leng Xiaoyao was squeaked and hid straight to the side. He accidentally hit a meat wall.

"Ouch, it hurts, it hurts"

Is this man made of stone? If it's so hard, you can smash the wall!

"Miss, are you all right?"

Huh? Why does this sound sound a little familiar?

Leng Xiaoyao raised her head doubtfully. Wow, a handsome uncle, handsome face, thick black hair, deep eyes, straight nose bridge, sexy thin lips, wearing a well-cut black suit, looking mature and stable, simply more stylish than her three brothers! But why do you think this appearance is also a little familiar? She is sure that she doesn't know him.

"Miss?"

Ah? What? Oh, I'm fine."

Leng Xiaoyao quickly came to his senses and even despised himself. Looking at a strange man, you can be crazy about it. Leng Xiaoyao, are you a little promising?

Pei Monroe and Sima Yuyao next to her have already cried out, "You... Are you Han Chenyu, the president of Han? Ah! It turns out that real people are more handsome than those in magazines!"

Automatically shielded the noise of the nymphomaniac girl. Han Chenyu just looked at the cold demon with a smile and held her as a gentleman, but if he looked closely, a light flashed in his eyes.

Han Chenyu is also a large number of cold demons. This woman looks more charming than that day. A goose yellow dress makes her more petite, but she is still a nymphomaniac.

"So you are the young and successful Han Chenyu in S City that my father often refers to?"

"Your father is flattered."

The little woman who regarded herself as a cowherd and insulted him didn't recognize him. Han Chenyu felt that it was necessary to help her relive the memory of that night.

"Miss Leng, do I have the honor to invite you to dance?"

"Me, me?"

"Yes"

"Leng Xiaoyao, what are you still doing? If you don't go, we can go."

Pei Menglu and Sima Yuyao pushed Leng Xiaoyao into Han Chenyu's arms. Leng Xiaoyao was shocked and wanted to withdraw, but Han Chenyu had already put his arms around her waist, took her into the dance floor, and danced to the music.

"Mr. Han, I think you are a little familiar, but I don't know you. Why do you feel this way?"

Is that right? Maybe you have seen me, talked to me, and treated me like this and that...?"

Han Chenyu was close to the cold demon's ear and gasped gently.

"What... What do you mean?

Leng Xiaoyao had a bad feeling, and she suddenly felt that the man exuded a strong sense of oppression and suspected anger.

Angry? She didn't mess with him, did she? Why are you staring at her like that?

So, the cold demon pretended to be calm, raised his chin slightly, and stared back with great momentum.

Han Chenyu looked at the little woman he was holding and hooked the corners of his mouth sarcastically. It seemed that he needed to help her recall the details.

He imprisoned the cold demon in his arms and whispered gently to her. From a distance, it looked like a pair of golden girls telling their love to each other.

"Woman, let me recall for you. Last week, you and the two idiots over there drank in a "drunk dream" and then went to the wrong box, regarded a man as a handsome man in the bar, gave him a "hard bow to the overlord", and finally, left a note."

"You... You... You are the handsome guy in the bar, aren't you, man? Are you the man that night?!"

Leng Xiaoyao is completely messy. Who can tell her that the handsome bar man he thinks is actually shocking the business world, and even his father praises Han Chenyu, the president of the Han family!