Step by step, a gentle breeze leads to a smooth path

Chapter 412 Miss Xiangxiang?

Song Tingnan had a family photo of Zheng Yueqiang. She looked at Suzuki Kaori and thought she looked three or four parts like her, so she decided to make her look seven or eight parts like her.

Dressed up, Song Tingnan entered Songhan Electronics Enterprise, a comprehensive enterprise involved in multiple fields, including electronic products, electrical appliances, and semiconductors.

Before Song Tingnan could even ask, the receptionist greeted her with a beaming smile: "Miss Xiangxiang, are you here to see your second brother? He's in a meeting right now, let me take you upstairs first."

Song Tingnan nodded. Today she was wearing a light blue long dress with a beige trench coat over it, and her long, beautiful black hair was tied up in a ponytail and hung down behind her head.

To enhance her presence, she wore a pair of stiletto heels, which made her already tall figure even more charming.

With a cold face, he followed behind the receptionist on the right. The receptionist didn't dare to say anything. This young lady of the Suzuki family was a spoiled and not to be trifled with.

Song Tingnan was tactful and didn't go into Suzuki Han's office. The receptionist led Song Tingnan to the reception room next to Suzuki Han's office, arranged coffee and snacks for him, and then left.

Song Tingnan walked around the room. The company's decor was simple and elegant, but there were no luxury items.

She flipped through the company profile and looked at the completed projects. This Suzuki Han was quite capable.

When Suzuki Kan came out of the meeting, his cold expression truly matched his name.

“Suzuki Kaori, why are you back again…” Suzuki Han started to say, then became alert, “Who are you? How did you get in?”

"you guess!"

Suzuki Han shouted sternly, "Tell me who you are! You just look a bit like me, what are your intentions? If you don't tell me, I'll call the police."

"Are you sure you want to call the police and ruin the Suzuki family's reputation? I was personally brought in by your company's receptionist." Who said the second young master of the Suzuki family was a playboy? He could tell at a glance.

Suzuki Kan glanced at the coffee and snacks on the coffee table. "This idiot, he doesn't even recognize the person, yet he just fawns over them." He closed the door. "Excuse me, miss, what's your name?"

“I should have been surnamed Zheng,” Song Tingnan said calmly. She wasn’t lying.

"You... how old are you this year? Are you my father's mistress...?" Suzuki Han's face grew even colder.

Song Tingnan didn't answer, but instead asked, "Do you know your father? Do you know his background?"

Suzuki Han remained silent, looking Song Tingnan up and down. Opinions about his father's background had always been mixed, but his conduct was impeccable; he was self-disciplined and never philandered.

But my elder brother, despite rising through the ranks in the military at a young age because of our father, doesn't appreciate it. He feels that his superiors are always wary of him because of his impure bloodline.

The younger sister ignores her father simply because she has a Chinese father, who is of low social status.

Her best friends fawned over her in public but mocked her in private, and no respectable young men were willing to marry her.

Little did he know that wild beasts always roam alone, while cattle and sheep flock together; only he felt sorry for his father's hardships.

My father rose from such a difficult situation to a high position step by step. The ridicule and even assassination attempts he suffered could fill a book.

Therefore, he strives to rely on himself, without depending on his family, hoping to become his father's pride.

"Who exactly are you? What is your purpose? Where did you come from? Are you an illegitimate daughter? A real or fake heiress?"

"Hahaha... Suzuki Han, I didn't expect you to know the tricks of the real and fake heiress. Didn't you notice that we've been speaking Chinese the whole time?" It's rare for someone as cold as him to make such a guess. I might as well give him a hint.

"Chinese? You're Chinese? Then you're a relative from his side? You look a lot like my sister." Suzuki Han finally realized what was going on and answered naturally, as his father had taught them Chinese since they were little.

“Yes, I am Chinese! I should resemble your elder brother, but you… don’t resemble his son at all.”

“What do you mean? Superficial. Appearance is only one aspect. My father said I am the child who looks most like him.”

"Heh, Suzuki Kan, you really surprise me. You seem to care a lot about your father."

"What do you know? I'm not one of those two ungrateful wretches." Suzuki Han didn't know why, but facing the aloof woman in front of him, he was surprised to find that he had not only let his guard down, but also had the urge to confide in her. He quickly stopped talking. "Now you can tell me about your background, right? We shouldn't be enemies."

"you sure?"