Fast Through the Villain, Sweet and Wild

Even if she is a woman, she can't stand being so coquettish.

Han Wan's eyes flashed, and he was finally defeated by Rong Huang's aegyo with a small milk cavity.

"It's okay, don't act like a baby, I promise you can't do it." Han Wan tore off Rong Huang who was hanging from her arm, and said angrily.

"But I declare that no matter how hard or tired you are, you will have to persevere for me."

Rong Huang's little chicken pecked at the rice, "I know, Sister Wan, you are so kind."

Han Wan snorted softly, "Smuggler."

Rong Huang has a small chest, how can he be a flatterer, he can only say that the king is very accomplished in language.

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The audition for "Life and Death" is next month, and Rong Huang has been pondering the script recently.

Although Rong Huang thought he had graduated from the Academy of Fine Arts, he was still a little nervous.

When Rong Huang received the call from Father Rong, he was sketching on the script, and looking around, the entire page was densely marked.

Hearing the phone ringing, Rong Huang didn't even look at the remarks, but directly connected, staring at the script, "Hello, who?"

The person on the other end of the phone was silent, obviously did not expect that the first sentence of Rong Huang's words would be this.

He used to call Rong Huang, and Rong Huang was connected carefully, and his tone was flattering.

The wings are really hard.

"I'm your dad." Father Yung said irritably, his tone was blunt, as if he was talking to someone he hadn't seen for many years, with unfamiliarity in the ordinary.

Rong Huang sighed to himself, this is really a father.

"What's the matter?" Rong Huang turned on his mobile phone and threw it aside, continuing to study the script.

Father Rong didn't expect that Rong Huang was still so calm, and there was no joy in his tone at all.

Taking a deep breath, Father Rong glanced at Mother Rong who was constantly winking him, "Tomorrow your sister's birthday, you will come back for a meal."

Rong Huang changed a blue pen and wrote a few words beside the line, his soft tone was very casual, "Sister? Dad, when did you give birth to me a sister? Was it after I lost it?"

As a villain, of course, from time to time, you must target Rong Chan's heroine.

Father Rong: "...what are you talking nonsense? It's your sister Rongchan."

Rong Huang glanced at the screen of the phone and corrected it impatiently, "It's wrong, it's my cousin. Dad, you can't figure out the relationship between you in Dalian like this?"

Father Yung and Mother Yung looked at each other and saw disappointment in each other's eyes.

"Leave aside this, I just called to tell you to come back for dinner tomorrow. If you don't come back, don't recognize my dad!" Father Yung's tone became colder again, with a hint of order.

Rong Huang sighed, wondering if this king doesn't like others to threaten me the most?

However, Rong Huang said he was very happy to disrupt Rong Chan's birthday party.

Who makes this king the villain?

To be a villain, this king is professional.

Rong Huang turned his mouth to refuse, with a slight smile in his voice, "Okay, I get it."

Father Rong didn't hear Rong Huang's chuckle. He only felt that his daughter's character was too fancy money. She just threatened her to deny him, and she immediately agreed.

Can't compare with Chan Chan.

After he retires when he is old, the company will definitely not be able to hand it over to Rong Huang.

He grew up watching Rong Chan, and naturally knows that she is smart and has the means.

If the company gets into her hands, it will definitely expand its territory.

As for Rong Huang, just give some shares.

The three percent that I said before is pretty good.

Father Rong's abacus rattled and hung up.