When he saw Mu Beihan, who was beside Yan Luoluo, only then did Song Hanlu remember that she had prepared a perfume for him. No matter what, he was Yan Qingfan's father, Yan Luoluo's boyfriend.
"Rolo said you helped her a lot during the race, so this bottle of perfume is for you."
Song Hanlu handed the perfume over to Mu Beihan, who took it into his hands, but Song Hanlu held it very tight, and warned him with a tone, "Once you take my perfume, you have to be better to Luo Luo, or else I won't let you off so easily, I will use perfume to make poison, and poison you to death!"
"Don't worry, I've given my all to Luo Luo. I will spend the rest of my life with her."
Hearing Mu Beihan's words, Song Hanlu let go of her hand and gave the perfume to him. Mu Beihan didn't hate or like this kind of thing, it was just that when it was needed, he would occasionally spray some on his clothes.
"I didn't expect you to produce perfume."
Mu Beihan asked as he opened the bottle of perfume, only to see Song Hanlu arrogantly raising her head, her two hands still holding onto the bottle, "From what you said, who doesn't have a hobby? My amateur job is to be an incense mixer, if it wasn't to inherit my family's company, I would have already concentrated on making my perfume."
Although Song Hanlu said this, Yan Luoluo knew how good she was. When she was still working hard to become a designer in France, Song Hanlu had already received an invitation from an international brand name, telling her to become the company's exclusive incense chef.
However, she was rejected by Song Hanlu. If she had agreed to it at that time, she would have been able to see a lot of the perfume that she designed on the market.
"The taste is not bad, I'll take it."
Hearing Mu Beihan's words, Song Hanlu reached out his hands to snatch the perfume in his hands. It was obviously for him, but he still acted haughtily, "Give me back my perfume, I'm not giving it to you anymore!"
However, Mu Beihan's hand was a step faster, and he passed it over to the servant behind him, as he lightly added, "I also really like the taste that you gave to Luo."
Hearing Mu Beihan's words, Song Hanlu's eyebrows that were just wrinkled a moment ago opened up, and even the anger within him disappeared in an instant. The man in front of him spoke in this manner, unwilling to reveal his true feelings.
"Alright, since that's the case, I'll forgive you. However, my perfume has never been one of those treasures. Since you've accepted it, you must use it."
"Don't worry, we will definitely use it," Yan Luoluo said with a smile as she pulled Song Hanlu's soft hand.
At the same time, Su Zixian who had just arrived at the banquet area looked around like a radar, trying to find the figures of Yan Luoluo and Mu Beihan who were looking for his in the crowd.
After searching for a long time, he finally saw Yan Luoluo and Mu Beihan chatting in a corner with no one around, beside them was a woman in a red dress.
Since he found them, Su Zixian immediately went up to welcome them. When he was very far away from them, he waved and shouted at Yan Luoluo: "It's been a while Yan Luoluo, did you miss me?"
The Yan Luoluo in front of her was completely different from when she was in the American villa, she was even more confident now. At that time, he had always been focused on chatting with Mu Beihan, so she never noticed that Yan Luoluo was actually so good-looking.
"I didn't think about you at all. Don't think too much about yourself."