"Dad?"
Song Ningran stepped off the helicopter, looking at Song Hua Jun with some surprise. "Why are you here waiting for me?" she asked. "And why did you bring so many people?"
She actually knew what Song Hua Jun intended to do but didn't call him out on it. After Qin Heng disembarked, she naturally wrapped her arm around his and said with a smile, "Dad, this is my friend. His name is Qin Heng."
Friend? Not boyfriend?
Song Hua Jun was taken aback at first. Then, he subconsciously nodded and looked towards Qin Heng, opening his mouth but finding himself at a loss for what to call him.
Call him Little Qin? Honestly, he didn't have the guts to do that.
After all, Qin Heng had arrived by helicopter, was dressed so elegantly, and carried such an air of superiority. Who would dare call him Little Qin?
After hesitating for a moment, Song Hua Jun finally spoke up. Forcing a smile onto his face, he said, "Hello there, Young Master Qin."
