After dressing as a female supporting role, I was forced to pamper the little villain

Qi Yiheng took a sip of the red wine in his hand: "The wine is indeed very good."

He gave a high evaluation.

An Yuannian glanced at his, then at his own.

Tsk, I want to try both.

As soon as he was about to speak, the lights dimmed.

An Yuan read: "..."

They are all serious business gatherings, why are they so funny?

Qi Yiheng raised his eyebrows and asked An Yuannian to hold his arm: "Follow me closely."

He knows how chaotic a place like this is abroad.

So he couldn't let her out of his sight.

The white light is as soft as the moonlight, and the man standing under the light can see his youthful beauty even in middle age.

The whole person reveals an indifference to the world, as if everything in this world has nothing to do with him.

Even though he has reached middle age, he doesn't have that kind of vicissitudes of life, giving people the superficial impression of being mature, steady, and gentleman.

But the moment An Yuannian saw him, he seemed to see the gloomy and inferior young man in his memory.

To be precise, he is not that young man now, he now exudes a dignified atmosphere, like a nobleman who has been living in the upper class.

An Yuannian's eyes passed through all the crowd to pay attention to the man on the stage.

The boy next to him noticed it and turned his head to look at the woman beside him: "Nian'er, is this...recognition?"

An Yuannian looked back without changing his expression.

"Go back and talk."

Qi Yiheng also knew the truth of talking too much, and she was jealous just now when she asked. She paid attention to the man on the stage.

Even if that person might be his father who died early.

Qi Yiheng narrowed the distance between the two, making them more intimate in the eyes of outsiders.

The man on the stage also looked at the couple in the crowd. The girl made him feel very familiar.

It's like someone who has been with him for a long time and has witnessed many things about him, watching his life like... a fairy.

Thinking of this, he smiled, the meeting last night was too late to be insane, otherwise why would he think that girl looks like Xiaoxian.

Probably he was crazy.

He retracted his gaze and continued to look at the crowd. His fluent F language made the whole banquet go smoothly.

At the banquet, the lights returned to normal after he finished his speech. Qi Yiheng quickly raised his hand to cover the eyes of the woman beside him to prevent the lights from being too glaring and making her feel uncomfortable.

The eyelashes of the closed eyes brushed against the palm of his hand, tickling.

The people around them began to connect, and the wine glasses in their hands allowed them to have a good communication during the banquet.

Although they could notice the beautiful couples in the banquet as they walked through the banquet, they simply thought that they were the young people in the circle who had brought a long life.

Kester pulled his mustache and walked forward, intending to continue looking for Mr. Qi. Whether he can make money this year depends on tonight.

Seeing that he was going to look for the young man again, the people around hurriedly stopped him: "Mr. Kester, why are you looking for them?"

Kester immediately blew his beard and stared angrily: "You stupid pig, don't cause trouble for me."

The person being scolded has long been used to Kester's rudeness: "God! What are you doing?"

Kester was even angrier: "Do you know who he is?"

The people around him shook their heads. He didn't know who this foreign man was. If his family hadn't had a close relationship with Kester, he wouldn't be qualified to attend this kind of banquet.

Kester said with hatred, "He is Mr. Qi."

"Isn't it... what?"

The originally lazy person stood up straight in an instant, and the young man was actually Mr. Qi.

Oh, God!What a strange world it is.

Kester snorted coldly: "Hmph, you stupid pig."

The man nodded nonchalantly: "Yes, yes, I am a stupid pig, can you take me to have a word with Mr. Qi?"

Kester is not willing to let him, a stupid pig, take a share of the pie with him. At most, he can show a little bit between his fingers and let him continue. If he shares the pie with him, then he is that stupid pig.

Kester disagreed: "No, Mr. Qi is only close to me in the whole country F, you stupid pig stay away from him."

The man began to stalk: "Mr. Kester, I won't rob you, I can't eat that much, I just need to know a little bit."

He humbly begged in exchange for Kester's consent.

"Then let's go."

Kester walked over with the man.

An Yuannian saw the two men walking towards them from a long distance away.

"What... what is Robert doing here?"

Qi Yiheng didn't want to correct her name, but it was just a title, so how happy she was.

If he couldn't even do it, how could he support Nian'er.

"do not know."

Kester walked over and started to babble: "Mr. Qi, I don't know how long you will stay in country F this time? I can take Mr. Qi to spend an unforgettable time in country F."

An Yuannian looked at the man beside him, this man looked much smaller than Kester.

Those eyes are deep and low self-esteem, but the height of 1.8 meters is deliberately lowered, and the high nose bridge makes this person's appearance a lot better.

Qi Yiheng stood in front of him displeased: "No need."

An Yuannian couldn't help sniggering, saying that he was a jealous king would be modest.

Kester continued without any embarrassment: "Then what does Madam like? I can take Madam to play."

Qi Yiheng really couldn't suppress his anger this time, he took back the words that he thought he was good just now, he had never seen such a speechless person.

"roll."

An Yuannian hurriedly stopped him for fear that he would strike first in a foreign country: "Don't be angry."

Kester was a little confused. He learned their language when he was discussing business with the Qi family before, and he could understand what they meant.

"why?"

An Yuan read: "..."

Also asked, really elm head.

"Mr. Kester, I already have a fiance, so it's inconvenient to go out alone with the opposite sex."

It was only then that Kester realized what he had just said: "I'm sorry, Mr. Qi, for my question."

Qi Yiheng glanced at him indifferently, his expression indifferent and indifferent.

"if not?"

Isn't his problem his?

Really unlucky.

Kester nodded quickly: "It's all my problem."

Qi Yiheng waved his hand: "Stay away, I don't want to see you."

Kester held back the expression of wanting to cry and hurried away with the people around him.

An Yuannian tugged at his clothes: "What are you doing, he's so cute."

The little old man has a mustache and is so cute when he cries.

Qi Yiheng's face turned dark: "Do you know how old he is?"

An Yuannian blinked, the black dress perfectly blended with her playful expression.

"More than 50?"

Qi Yiheng pushed the back molars: "More than 30."