When Han Zhenbei met Lin Ze for the first time, he tested him mentally and morally. There was a reason for being so ruthless.
Who is Han Xiaoyi? The eldest daughter of Han Zhenbei is very likely to inherit the Han family's huge fortune. No one she knows, knows her, or meets her accidentally, no one can simply sigh, ah
, you are Han Xiaoyi, Han Zhenbei’s daughter. Then you will never associate with her again.
First of all, this circle is not suitable for this kind of person. Such a character will definitely not survive in the top circles.
Mothers who have watched a few wealthy family ethics dramas also know that to climb up in Yanjing, connections are an indispensable resource. Who would give up the opportunity to meet a top lady like Han Xiaoyi?
Therefore, whether intentionally or unintentionally, with Han Xiaoyi as the center, those people around her who knew everything about her, or who had only met her once, formed an invisible network, tightly surrounding Han Xiaoyi in the middle.
Han Xiaoyi needs to be wary of these people, and if she wants to be like a fish in water in this invisible net, it won't work unless she has a few more eyes.
As Han Xiaoyi's bodyguard and personal bodyguard, Lin Ze is always faced with provocations, threats, inducements and beauties. If Han Xiaoyi cannot be pried, he will pry with the people around her and those she trusts.
That's why Han Zhenbei tested Lin Ze, and why Sister Tao valued him so much, even seducing him.
Lin Ze was not a fool, so he naturally understood that his identity was very sensitive and subtle. A little carelessness could cause irreparable trouble.
Parking the car at the door, Lin Ze came to the passenger door in an extremely gentlemanly manner, stretched out a hand, took Han Xiaoyi's slender and white arm gracefully, and stepped onto the red carpet.
The parking boy drove the car to the parking area, and Lin Ze walked into the lobby holding Han Xiaoyi, who was as playful as an elf.
The Yanjing International Hotel has a total of fifty floors. According to Han Xiaoyi, Chen Xueqin held a dance party on the thirtieth floor. The participants were all well-known and armored people, and there were basically no normal people there——
Han Xiaoyi has been frequenting such places since she was sixteen years old and has long been accustomed to it. On the contrary, she is slightly worried that Lin Ze will not be able to adapt.
After all, although Lin Ze is very capable in all aspects and is a super agent, this is after all a party held by the top rich young daughter of Yanjing. Without some identity energy, he will not be able to get in.
He tilted his head slightly and saw that Lin Ze's expression was as usual. He walked steadily towards the dance venue after getting out of the elevator. There was no trace of panic at all. He felt a little more at ease.
"Sir, please present your invitation letter."
As he walked to the door, a handsome young man bent over and asked, with a professional smile on his face, which was neither offensive nor comfortable.
"Invitation letter?" Lin Ze was slightly startled, then turned to look at Han Xiaoyi and said, "Do you have one?"
"I do." Han Xiaoyi curled her lips and said. "But I, Han Xiaoyi, never bring an invitation letter when I go to such occasions."
"——" Lin Ze twitched the corner of his mouth and thought to himself, "My little brother Lin always brings it with him when attending such occasions."
"Miss, if you don't bring an invitation letter, you need to register yourself. If your name is on the list, you can enter." The handsome waiter said elegantly.
But in Lin Ze's eyes, the more he looked at him, the more he looked like a duck——
"Han Xiaoyi!" The eldest lady of the Han family spat out these three words arrogantly.
The waiter's expression changed slightly, the curvature of his waist increased ten degrees, and he said respectfully: "It turns out to be Miss Han, you don't need an invitation letter."
After saying that, he raised his gaze slightly and moved it to Lin Ze's face.
Lin Ze could tell that this overly handsome waiter was waiting for him to sign up.
He paused, coughed slightly, and said confidently: "Lin Ze!"
The waiter was stunned for a moment, then returned to the table and flipped through the roster——
When Han Xiaoyi signed up, the waiter showed enough respect and didn't even look at the roster. But when she -
"I'm sorry, sir, you are not on the guest list invited to this ball. So -" the waiter said with a troubled face.
"——" Lin Ze felt like he had been slapped in the face. And the slap was very painful.
Why?
Does Han Xiaoyi's name sound better than Lin Ze? Or does her name have one more character than mine? Why can she pass the test as soon as she tells her name, but I get slapped in the face when I tell her name?
Anyone who slaps me in the face will be killed no matter how far away!
The vicious look on Lin Ze's face, which was originally filled with a calm smile, suddenly disappeared, and he could hardly resist the urge to beat up the waiter.
"You are not planning to take action here, are you?" Han Xiaoyi pinched Lin Ze who was holding her arm and whispered. "It is said that there are at least a thousand bodyguards in this building. No matter which floor there is violence, there will be
They are arriving at the rate of a hundred people a minute."
Lin Ze twitched the corners of his eyes, and then the twitching seemed to be contagious, and his whole face twitched.
"How about you go in alone?" Lin Ze sighed sadly, with a lonely look on his face. "A man with no power or money like me is really not qualified to participate in such a high-end dance. Alas -"
"This is a dance, how can you participate without a dance partner?" Han Xiaoyi rolled her eyes at him angrily, then broke away from the delicate arm held by Lin Ze, and moved her wrist, as if she had been holding it for a long time and was a little exhausted.
Deng Deng——
She took small steps and moved to the waiter. A charming smile flashed across her delicate and slightly pink face——
When Lin Ze saw this scene, he couldn't help but take two steps back and keep a sufficient distance from her.
"Handsome guy, you mean my male companion is not qualified to enter?" Han Xiaoyi smiled sweetly.
"Because he's not on the roster, so—snap!"
The waiter was stunned. He was stunned.
Lin Ze was stunned. He was stunned.
"Handsome guy, my male companion is not qualified to enter?" Han Xiaoyi's smile on her seemingly harmless face grew thicker and she repeated the question she just asked.
"Theoretically, he can't—pop!"
The waiter was about to cry.
Lin Ze almost collapsed.
This eldest lady - is she too domineering?
"Since you know that I am Han Xiaoyi." Han Xiaoyi shook her little hands that were a little hot from being slapped twice, and said softly, "Then you should know that I am a genuine rich second generation."
The waiter covered his fair face and nodded aggrievedly.
"You know how dare you mess with me?" Han Xiaoyi cursed angrily.
"——"
"Don't you know that the second generation of rich people are very arrogant?" Han Xiaoyi opened her big beautiful eyes and cursed. "Do you think that if I am cute and charming, my temper will be gentle and virtuous, and I won't get angry?"
Lin Ze's legs felt a little weak.
The waiter's heart almost stopped beating.
What evil have I done? Why did I meet such a tough young lady?
"Xiaoyi? What are you angry about?"
Just when Han Xiaoyi was about to knock down this unscrupulous waiter with a single move, a gentle and quiet female voice came from the door.
Han Xiaoyi turned her head, her angry face suddenly covered with a sweet smile, and said, "Sister Wenwen, are you here too?"
This is a very tall woman. She wears a graceful and luxurious white dress, which makes her soft and plump body very beautiful. Her thick black hair is coiled on her head, exposing her white swan-like neck to the air.
In the center, the slender crystal necklace emblazoned on the chest complements the charming face, shining brightly.
Not to mention being in a women's circle, even if you are in a men's gang, you still have the feeling of standing out from the crowd.
Lin Ze, who was lagging behind, weighed his feet and visually determined that the woman wearing ten-centimeter high heels was at least 1,755 feet tall.
Is there something wrong with you? Are you afraid of spraining your feet if you wear such high clothes, or are you afraid of not being able to get married?
Lin Ze, who was struggling to death, slandered viciously.
"Yeah." Liu Wen smiled gently. "What's causing trouble between our Miss Han and a waiter?"
"He won't let my male partner in." Han Xiaoyi said arrogantly. "Can he stop the man I, Han Xiaoyi, brought here?"
Hearing this, Liu Wen's beautiful and hopeful eyes fell on Lin Ze's face. The slight curl at the corner of her mouth became more intense, and she chuckled: "This gentleman doesn't have an invitation letter, does he?"
Lin Ze nodded.
"Xiaoyi." Liu Wen said helplessly. "You also know that if you don't get an invitation to this kind of dance, unless you are a well-known rich young lady in Yanjing, you will generally not be allowed to enter."
"I know." Han Xiaoyi said still domineeringly. "But since I have brought him here, I want to see who dares to stop me."
Liu Wen smiled bitterly, secretly thinking that this girl had been away from Yanjing for more than two years, but her temper had not changed at all, and she still behaved like a little witch.
"Let's do this. I'll make the decision for you this time and let him in." Liu Wen's beautiful eyes skipped a trace of worry and said cautiously. "But don't mess around again. You haven't been back for more than two years. There is no reason to squeeze into this circle."
Young newcomer. It is better to do less than to do more."
Han Xiaoyi raised her pretty brows, then nodded and said, "Okay."
Liu Wen took another deep look at Lin Ze, then twisted her waist and walked slowly into the hall.
Han Xiaoyi pursed her lips, savoring the reminder from Liu Wen, a neutral and gentle elder sister. Squeezing in some newcomers with good backgrounds?
"You didn't let me do it just now, why can't you help yourself?" Lin Ze walked over with a smile, grabbed her delicate palm, and blew hot air affectionately. "Look, it's all red. It hurts.
Bar?"
"——" The corner of the waiter's mouth twitched. Is it red? It hurts? My face is not red, doesn't it hurt?
However, she is the delicate and elegant eldest daughter of the Han family, and she is a humble little waiter. She cannot be measured by Newton's third law.
"It doesn't hurt." Han Xiaoyi's face was slightly red, and she did not break away from the delicate catkin held by Lin Ze's rough hands. She smiled. "If you hit me, the hotel will cause trouble for you. If I hit you, no one will dare to cause trouble."
Lin Ze stopped blowing, raised his head slightly, and said displeasedly: "Han Xiaoyi, are you addicted to being slapped in the face?"
