Life is not easy, Pig Pig sighs.

Xia Bijin looked at the Boston lobster close at hand, and then looked at his father Xia Rongtian with the pestle in front of him, only to feel that he must have not looked at the yellow calendar when he went out.

She looked at Xia Rongtian's dark face: "Dad, is it embarrassing for me to eat here?"

Xia Rongtian glanced at the people coming and going in the conference hall outside, and lowered his voice: "Why don't you hurry up and let me out." It's not time to eat yet...... Do you know what this place is?"

Xia Rujin glanced at his biological father fiercely in his heart.

Where?

The place where Leng Muhan brought her to eat a big meal!

And it's also a place to eat overlord meals.

"I don't know. Xia Bijin poked the Boston lobster with silver cutlery, and deliberately said, "Dad, what kind of place do you say this is?

Ten-year-old stepbrother Xia Yuankai jumped out and viciously taunted Xia Rujin: "Of course you can't come." Dad said that every time you go out, you get into trouble and lose the face of the Xia family!"

Xia Rujin smiled.

What kind of strange things are in the world. She now finds that it is really not a family that does not enter the door.

His father, Xia Rongtian, looked down on himself, and his ten-year-old stepbrother Xia Yuankai was so bad.

Xia Rongtian saw that Xia Rujin was not moving, and pulled her: "Hurry up, this is the celebration banquet of Jiasheng Group." Our Xia family has recently cooperated with FOREX Group. Don't offend the FOREX Group......"

Xia Rujin shook off Xia Rongtian's hand fiercely: "If you want to go, I want to eat." What does it matter to me that you want to cooperate? Don't forget, Dad, you're not my guardian right now. ”

Her heart throbbed as she threw out the last sentence.

Although Xia Rongtian is no longer her guardian, he is still her own father. In her vague memory, when her stepmother Song Yaowei had not yet appeared, her father was still kind to her and her younger brother.

Although, most likely, it is pretended.

Xia Rongtian's face changed: "Xia Rujin, don't force me to do it." I don't have custody of you, but I'm your dad!"

......

Leng Muhan was socializing with business people from all directions. Suddenly, someone separated the crowd and walked over.

"Brother Han, you're here. I've been waiting for you for a long time. ”

The person who came was about twenty-five or sixteen years old, dignified, and wearing a very stylish snow-white suit. When a suit of this color is worn on ordinary people, it may make people think that it is not from a madhouse, or that it is a drama spirit or a peacock from somewhere.

But on this person's body, he only felt that it was appropriate, and the jade tree was in the wind.

He walked over and happened to be standing beside Leng Muhan.

One black and one white, the black Emperor of the Night, the Prince of the Snow in a white suit.

The white suit in front of him is a certain second generation of Haishi. Bai Qiusheng. The Leng family and the Bai family are world friends, and since he was a child, Bai Qiusheng has followed Leng Muhan's buttocks, which is several years older than him, and his brother screamed.

The two of them are small.

Leng Muhan has a cold temperament, does things with a clear look, and vows not to give up until he reaches his goal. Bai Qiu is warm and warm, but he is as uninhibited as the wind.

As little friends, the two have almost opposite personalities.

The only similarity between the two is that they are both very handsome, and the women who pursue them upside down can go around the market several times.

However, in the face of women's pursuits, Leng Muhan is ruthless and self-defeating. Bai Qiusheng is a leaf in the ten thousand flowers that does not stick to the body. To a woman, he is as difficult to catch as the wind.

Bai Qiusheng smiled and pointed to Xia Rujin on the side of the hall: "Brother Han, I heard that you brought a little sister." Who's that?"