A week later, the two Han and Shen held a grand engagement ceremony for Han Zhichen and Shen Xianxian at the most luxurious six-star hotel in City A, the Dorsett Hotel.

The news shook the city.

On the day of the engagement ceremony, all the media sent out the strongest lineup of reporters ever, trying to grab first-hand information.

Almost all the nobles, ladies and gentlemen of the city's upper class, and business tycoons were invited to attend the ceremony.

The luxury cars in front of the Emgrand Hotel are driving one after another, and the parking lot is full of all kinds of luxury vehicles that are blind.

In the luxurious banquet hall of the hotel, Mrs. Han was prosperous, Mrs. Shen, Shen Pengfei and others were smiling and chatting happily with the guests.

There is a wide range of food and a variety of drinks and beverages on site, and guests can choose from them.

Most of the guests attending the ceremony were looking at the Han and Shen families, which were the top wealthy families in City A, and they intended to tie up in order to obtain commercial benefits.

The scene was staggered, so lively.

Wang Wanying is wearing a blue cheongsam today, generous and decent, but the smile when greeting guests can't hide the anxiety in her heart, why hasn't the morning arrived yet? I'm dying!

She walked up to Han Zhengting and asked in a low voice: "Zhengting, did you call Zhichen and ask him where he is, all the guests have arrived, and he hasn't seen anyone yet, what does he want to do?" ”

Han Zhengting was neatly dressed, looking steady and elegant, and he was always cold about the lively scene, he said unhurriedly: "What's the hurry? It's a traffic jam on the road. ”

Wang Wanying knew that her husband's attitude towards her son's engagement was not positive, and she didn't care about him anymore, she stepped aside, picked up her mobile phone, and dialed:

"Zhichen, where are you?"

……

At this time, in the Han family villa.

Han Zhichen changed into a dress, but he didn't go out for a long time.

He held a glass of red wine in his hand and shook it gently......

"Qingqing, what do you think I should do?"

The shaking red wine seemed to have an image, "Qingqing! ”

Han Zhichen shook his head, and the image changed, becoming Lu Xiaochun, "Xiaochun......"

At this moment, the phone rang:

"Zhichen, where are you?" It was the anxious voice of the mother.

Han Zhichen smiled bitterly, "In the villa." ”

"Still at the villa? You hurry here, everyone is waiting for you, do you want to make the Han and Shen families make a fool of themselves? ”

Cold Morning didn't make a sound.

"Son, you can't be willful anymore, if you don't come today, grandpa won't let you go, the position of the president of the group can't be kept, and Xian Xian, you know her character, I don't know what unexpected things will come out, Mom assures you that as long as you get engaged, whatever you want to do in the future, Mom will not interfere with you......"

Cold Morning still didn't make a sound.

"My little ancestor, what do you really want? You ......"

Wang Wanying was talking, behind her, the old lady Han appeared, Han Changsheng was already very unhappy when he didn't see Han Zhichen appear, and at this time, he knew that he was still in the villa, and his face was even more ugly, "You tell him, if he dares to come today, I will immediately issue a statement to cut off relations with him, he is no longer the grandson of my Han family." With that, he walked away with a dark face.

"Zhichen, did you hear what Grandpa said? If you don't come again, you will have nothing, little ancestor, Mom, I beg you, get engaged to the marriage first, and then talk about the marriage later, okay? Wang Wanying's voice changed, and the usually elegant lady almost knelt down at this time.

Han Zhichen let out a long sigh, he raised his head, drank the red wine in the glass, and his voice was slightly hoarse, "Mom, I'll go over now." ”