"Mr. Yang Huan, do you know Sir Bren?"

Princess Kate saw Yang Huan staring at Zhuang Ziqing and the others and asked with a smile.

Yang Huan shook his head, "Is it very famous?"

"Of course!" Princess Kate nodded with a chuckling, "A master of the Royal Lawyers Union, he said something that was worth several years after he was said to have been to the Chinese side. He was also a Chinese student at Oxford University this year. As soon as he graduated, Sir Bren tried to work in his law firm."

Yang Huan didn't expect that his fiancée would be so famous.

In fact, it is no wonder, because many people who read the law choose to go into politics.

Therefore, the upper class of British society naturally paid more attention to the top students of Oxford University, an authoritative university in the British legal industry.

As he was talking, he saw Sir Brun and Zhuang Ziqing walking towards Prince William and his wife.

Zhuang Ziqing, who had originally lowered her head, raised her head and saw Yang Huan. She couldn't believe it all, and she lost her voice.

"What's wrong?" Sir Bren looked at his usually dignified female apprentice in surprise.

"No, nothing!" Zhuang Ziqing kept shook her head.

But from the look she stared at Yang Huan, everyone could easily detect the unusualness.

"Hello, Sir Bren!" Prince William and his wife met him.

"Just, I'll introduce you to you. This is the boss of Southampton, Mr. Yang Huan from China!"

Prince William introduced himself, and Sir Brun was also very interested in Yang Huan when Zhuang Ziqing saw him just now.

"Hello, Mr. Yang Huan, I've heard of the name for a long time!"

"Is that so? I feel very honored to be remembered by Sir Bren!"

Sir Brun looks very influential in this circle.

As soon as he appeared, he greeted him and took the initiative to talk to him.

The same goes for Prince William and his wife.

Yang Huan is not short of those who come to him on his own initiative, but most of them have the intention.

Some people even asked nakedly whether they could open the back door for their children.

Yang Huan was a little annoyed about this kind of thing, so he simply found an opportunity and sneaked out of the balcony.

Although Zhuang Ziqing was chatting with Sir Bren, the old jazz obviously also liked Zhuang Ziqing, a student, and kept introducing London's political and business celebrities to her, and countless people wanted to talk to this beautiful woman who was beautiful all over the audience.

But Zhuang Ziqing's heart was all in Yang Huan and he was stingy with words.

When she saw Yang Huan bringing the same beautiful Charlene Rahry out of the hall and into the garden, she always felt uncomfortable.

Which woman feels comfortable when she watches her fiancé pulling a beautiful woman and running to the uninhabited garden?

So she also found an opportunity to accuse Sir Bren of guilt and quickly chased him out.

The garden outside the balcony is not large, but it is quite quiet.

Compared with the noisy and brightly lit banquet hall, it looks a bit darker but more comfortable.

"I really can't stand the hypocritical guys inside!" Yang Huan shook his head and sighed.

He felt under a lot of pressure when he attended such a banquet in the upper class for the first time.

Especially considering that he is not a person who is good at hypocrisy and perfunctory.

But in such an occasion, this must be done.

"So too!" Charlene Lahry became even more uncomfortable.

She even felt that many men looked at her and wanted to swallow her alive.

This look was so terrible that she couldn't help but remember the scene when she was kidnapped.

I just felt chill all over!

Seeing her holding her hands on her chest and rubbing her elbows, Yang Huan felt that she should show her gentlemanly demeanor at this time, so she took off her suit jacket and gently put it on her from behind.

The suit jacket may not be warm, but what warms her heart is Yang Huan's feelings.

Charlene Lahry leaned gently toward her side, and she got closer to Yang Huan's arms, and her head rested on his shoulders.

Closed her eyes, she felt a sense of security and her originally impetuous heart also became calm.

At this moment, she really hoped that time would stop forever and not move forward.

Yang Huan didn't expect that it was not easy to touch it, but at this time he took the initiative to throw himself into his arms.

It seems that the secret to picking up girls is right. Feelings, artistic conception and atmosphere are all powerful tools for men to conquer women!

Do I want to hug her with my hand?

It's really a tangle!

If you don’t hug me, I look too ungraceful!

Moreover, they are already so obvious and direct. If you don’t give them some feedback, maybe she thinks I’m boring to her and hurts her heart, that’s not good, right?

But if I hug you, will you think I am frivolous and not reserved enough?

Also, if you hug, should you hug your shoulders? Or hug your waist?

Headache and distress!

It seems that I still don’t have enough experience in picking up girls, and I always hesitate at such critical moments!

Forget it, hugging the shoulders first. If she doesn't resist, she agrees. I will hug her waist down. If she doesn't resist, then I will...

Just when Yang Huan raised his hand and wanted to put it on Charlene Lahry's shoulder, he suddenly discovered that Zhuang Ziqing appeared behind him.

This time, the hand can't be put down.

Zhuang Ziqing went out to find her fiancé.

When she saw Yang Huan appearing at the Duke of Westminster banquet, she was really moved.

She felt that Yang Huan must have put in a lot of effort and used countless relationships to enter the venue.

So, when she saw Yang Huan come out, she immediately chased after her.

She really wanted to take this opportunity to talk to Yang Huan well.

But unexpectedly, I saw my fiancé holding a woman.

She bit her lower lip hard and told herself hard that I had nothing to do with him and had no right to interfere with him. Whatever he wanted to do had nothing to do with me.

But for some reason, those damn tears just fell down in a bad mood.

This is the second time!

The last time he spent the night on the deck with Zhang Ning.

This time, he hugged a woman!

What kind of person is he?

How can this be done?

"Yang Huan, I hate you so much!"

After Zhuang Ziqing shouted, she turned around and ran away.

Yang Huan was stunned, and Charlene Lahry was also stunned.

"Hey!" Yang Huan wanted to stop her, but this girl ran very quickly and couldn't stop her.

Yang Huan smiled bitterly now, and the misunderstanding was a big deal.

The most important thing is that I suffer a loss!

If I hug it, it would be better, but the problem is that you misunderstood before I hug it!

"Who is she?" Charlene Lahry looked at Yang Huan, a little wary.

She knew that Yang Huan was very pleased with girls and had a lot of fun. Could it be that he was his rival in love?

"Nothing, let's go back first!"

Yang Huan said with a wry smile.

When she returned to the venue, Yang Huan looked around and didn't see Zhuang Ziqing.

There was no one beside Sir Brun.

"It's strange, where did you go?" Yang Huan was a little depressed.

In any case, no matter whether the marriage is successful or not, it is a family friend or a beauty, and it must be taken care of.

"Charlene, you sit here for a while first, I'll go out and come back soon!"

After saying that, Yang Huan turned around and walked out of the banquet hall.

As soon as Yang Huan left, Abramovich came up to meet him.

He now found that Yang Huan had no other skills, but his ability to pick up girls was good.
To be continued...