"Zhiyuan, you're so good to me~~"
Han Zihan acted shyly, and Yang Zhiyuan was instantly overjoyed!
After all, the relationship between a goddess and a bootlicker is like one second of charging, and a whole year of bootlicking!
Bootlicker No. 11, ready to fight!
"Tonight, Hanhan, just sit back and watch the show. I'm going to make Xia Liang cry and kneel before you!"
Yang Zhiyuan was pounding his chest loudly.
Han Zihan secretly laughed; Yang Zhiyuan's family background was quite impressive!
Net worth, at least several dozen Yuan, and it was said he had relatives doing business in the Imperial Capital, so he was very confident.
But still, he didn't catch Han Zihan's eye.
Han Zihan's standard—at least starting from a hundred Yuan household!
Therefore, Yang Zhiyuan could only rank as bootlicker No. 11.
But dealing with an ordinary Xia Liang?
Han Zihan had high hopes for Yang Zhiyuan's performance tonight.
