Xiaobaihua's character can't be collapsed

"Master, son." The butler walked in with a smile, and the servant behind him was holding a stack of clothes.

Song Han wondered: "A new clothes made for me again? But I haven't finished wearing the new clothes I made before."

"Not finished yet?" Li Hanchuan pursed his lips, "It seems that I came less often, and you haven't been able to wear the new clothes in turn every day."

Song Han's ears were hot, knowing that he must have heard what he said that day to make fun of himself, so he blushed and retorted softly, "That's not it."

"It's not what?" Li Hanchuan smiled lightly, took the fancy dress from the boy's hand, and unfolded it.

The owner of Wanren Mountain has a big business, and the owner has always been cold and serious, and he doesn't like to laugh. In the past, the housekeeper rarely saw him as relaxed as he is now, and he was very grateful to Song Han.

The arrival of a young man is like a gentle and kind deer living in a dark and gray deep mountain forest. The simple running and singing of the deer can bring a different youthful vitality to the silent mountain forest, and even the old people in the mountain village with their hearts like still water There are also new ideas.

Seeing that Li Hanchuan was going to try on Song Han's new clothes, the butler resigned in due course.

Song Han blushed when the housekeeper gave him a kind smile before he left, and muttered, "I'm not a child, I have to wear new clothes for the New Year."

As soon as he finished speaking, he met Li Hanchuan's deep, hot eyes that implied deep meaning, startled, thought of something, hurriedly snatched the exquisitely crafted red dress from the man's hand, and hurriedly ran behind the screen to change it.

Song Han has passed the age of first love, but meeting and falling in love with a man with the same soul and different identities and backgrounds will still have the feeling of first love.

Sometimes he needs to show shyness and other emotions because of the character design, but he is not only acting, but also savoring and enjoying the encounter that others can't dream of.

This is not a game, this is his life, and he strives to make this journey colorful while following the rules.

Based on this mentality, Song Han put on the new clothes slowly.

The new clothes are different from the previous ones. They are well-matched suits with exquisite craftsmanship and gorgeous styles. It looks like a formal dress for a banquet.

Song Han also wore such formal and gorgeous clothes in costume dramas before, but the two felt different. He vaguely guessed the meaning behind the clothes, so he deliberately dawdled for a while.

Li Hanchuan watched the blurry figure swaying behind the screen, the young man didn't come out for a long time, he lifted his foot and walked over directly.

Xu Shi had never worn such a well-styled Chinese dress, the young man tugged at his sleeves uncomfortably, and didn't even fasten his belt.Seeing him coming in, she pursed her lips and looked at him with a sullen face.

Li Hanchuan bent over slightly, helped him fasten his clothes and tidied up his clothes, then raised his eyes, "Go out and take a few steps to have a look."

"Yeah." Song Han walked out of the living room with a slightly longer hem than normal clothes, turned around under the man's fiery gaze, and then looked at him with nervous and expectant little eyes.

"Looks good, wear red for festive New Year's Eve." Li Hanchuan said honestly.The boy warmed up for a period of time, and his clean and clear temperament became more and more obvious. Wearing red made his skin white and red. The choice is atmospheric but not heavy, gorgeous but not bloated, and it shows your figure.

Song Han lowered his eyes, touched the pattern outlined by the gold thread on the cuff, "Oh."

A monotonous one can't hide the little joy, Song Han is very reluctant: "The clothes are so beautiful, they are only worn during Chinese New Year, can't they be worn in normal times?"

Li Hanchuan rubbed his hair, "This is for you to wear when you attend the annual banquet in the villa. It is too solemn to wear on weekdays. If you like it, choose some other simpler styles for regular clothes."

Song Han was taken aback, and said happily, "What kind of New Year's banquet? Is it a dinner for everyone in the village to celebrate the New Year together?"

"Not everyone, only the manager of the villa and my right-hand man."

Song Han blinked and hesitated, "Can I go too?"

"What's wrong?" Li Hanchuan asked back.

"I..." Song Han clenched his sleeves tightly, "I'm not the manager of the village, nor yours... others will find it very strange."

Song Han didn't say those two words, his cheeks were flushed, and he turned his eyes away from Li Hanchuan.

Li Hanchuan rescued the sleeve from his hands, and said with a low smile, "It's not surprising, they only care about you."

Song Han blushed even more, nana asked: "If, if someone asked me, how would you answer?"

"How do you want me to answer?" Li Hanchuan looked straight at him.

Song Han's eyes flickered, "I don't know."

Li Hanchuan didn't ask, but smiled lightly and remained silent.

Song Han really felt that it was difficult to answer. Li Hanchuan's favorability towards him now was 71. Li Hanchuan just liked him, not loved him. Facing the senior management of the villa, he still lacked confidence.

He wanted to stand by Li Hanchuan's side justifiably, and receive the stewards from various places as Li Hanchuan's lover and companion, not as the benefactor of the owner of the estate.

The difference is 9 favorability points.

Gotta try harder!

As the New Year approached, the atmosphere of the villa became stronger and stronger, and Song Han became more and more anxious.

The New Year Banquet aims to reward all the stewards for their hard work to the villa in the past year. There is a large crowd. The stewards will go to the villa with account books and gifts, and report to the owner about the work of the year before the year before. This month, Wanren Villa is busy. etc.

On the evening of the 26th of the new year, the Wanren Villa was decorated with lights and festoons, and the servants dressed in uniform clothes all had festive smiles on their faces, and all the stewards attended the banquet in their best attire.

Before the owner of the villa arrived, the acquainted stewards chatted in low voices. Besides business, there was also one person mentioned in the conversation.

Many people have heard that the owner of the villa, Jinwu Zangjiao, and that the person who lives in Ningxiang Xiaozhu is delicate and frail, Cheng Huan has to lie down for three days a day, the owner of the villa takes pity on him, and specially arranges the doctor Murong to recuperate his body, and they don't know about them Do you have a chance to meet this young master who is put on top of his heart by the owner.

Song Han didn't know how this rumor became like this.It is clear that he and Li Hanchuan are innocent, well, not completely innocent, only Li Hanchuan made a move, and he hasn't fought back yet, but there is indeed no substantive relationship. the leprechaun?

I'm afraid that with this appearance, everyone will question Li Hanchuan's vision when they see his six-point beauty.

The thin white fingers were pinched red, and even Mu Xiaobai could see Song Han's strangeness.

"Sir?"

Song Han suddenly came back to his senses: "Huh?"

"My lord, there is nothing to be afraid of!" Mu Xiaobai cheered him up, "It's just a meal with the stewards, and it's not meeting the elders of the owner, so don't be nervous! You're giving them face by showing your face!"

Song Han pursed her lips, still feeling nervous, "I don't think I'm suitable for this kind of occasion, and I'm not the owner of your estate..."

"Not now, it will be soon." Qingfang tied his cloak and tie on him, looked him over, and nodded with satisfaction.

The fine mink fur, as white as snow, is draped on the well-dressed young man, adding a bit of elegance and beauty.

"Young master, don't feel inappropriate. The owner brought you to attend. This is a reminder to all the stewards. Remember to send a congratulatory gift on a certain day of the son's birthday in the future."

Song Han froze for a moment, but after trying to understand what Qingfang meant, he blushed immediately.

The steward will prepare birthday gifts for him, but he will become another owner of Wanren Villa!

Mu Xiaobai immediately agreed: "That's right! Those in charge are the ones who should be nervous! If they offend you, my lord, you can give the owner a pillow and let the owner dismiss them!"

"Mu Xiaobai! What nonsense are you talking about!" Song Han was ashamed and annoyed, staring at him fiercely with deer eyes.

Mu Xiaobai still had a playful smile on his face, "It's my fault! You shouldn't talk nonsense! Young Master, how could you be the kind of person who likes to wear small shoes for others!"

"you!"

"Master is thin-skinned, and you are still making fun of him." Qingfang laughed and cursed, then turned around and tied the jade pendant on Song Han, "Okay, it's almost time, you have to go out."

To show how much they valued the stewards, the annual banquet was held at the Juxian Hall near Renxue Pavilion, and almost everyone was there when Song Han arrived.

"Son!"

Suddenly hearing someone calling him, Song Han turned around in surprise.Standing in the distance were a few vigorous young men who turned out to be Blade Moon Guards.Song Han carefully identified that it was Ren Jiu who called him, and there were two or three unfamiliar faces he didn't know.

Song Han smiled slightly at Ren Jiu, and Ren Jiu cupped his fists to signal him.

【Ding!Friend number one is in place!Mission progress 1/3, host please continue to work hard! 】

Song Han was overjoyed by the prompt that the system caught off guard, and the smile on his face became brighter. Who would have thought that when he turned around, he would bump into a pair of dark eyes like ink.

Under the lamplight, a tall and straight man stood with his hands behind his back, a majestic appearance, very different from what he usually saw.

The man stared straight at him with deep black eyes, with a flat expression on his face, and he didn't know how long he looked there.

The smile on Song Han's face faded, and he called restrainedly, "Han Chuan."

The strangeness in the boy's words made Li Hanchuan frowned slightly. He walked up to Song Han quickly, looked the boy up and down, and said softly, "This outfit suits you very well."

The lights were flickering, and the fair-skinned and delicate young man was standing under the plum tree, with a delicate fragrance floating, and the mottled flower branches reflected on the young man's face, suddenly showing a hint of coquettishness.

Song Han's face became hot, and he whispered: "You picked the clothes..."

Li Hanchuan smiled lightly, suppressed the coldness on his body, took his hand and walked together.

The fluff on the collar of the cloak brushed gently against the blushing cheeks. Song Han lowered his head and silently followed the man's footsteps, walking side by side with him.

The butler and Qingfang who followed behind the two, one with a kind smile and the other with gentle eyebrows, fell far behind like strolling in the garden.

When he reached the gate of the main hall of Juxian Hall, Song Han shook his hands hard.

Li Hanchuan clenched his hands and asked him with his gaze, Song Han blushed and said seriously: "You go in first."

Li Hanchuan looked at him quietly, said "no need", and then led him into the lobby with big strides.

The lively and noisy lobby fell silent instantly, and everyone's fiery eyes fell on Song Han. Song Han froze, and suddenly withdrew his hand, one step behind Li Hanchuan.