The banquet hall was bustling and brightly lit.

As they drank wine, the aroma of wine flowed freely from the clashing glasses, the fragrance of flowers dazzled the temples, and celebrities and dignitaries gathered together.

As soon as Han Muxue was pulled into the car, she quickly sent a message to Ling Ziyue asking for help.

She really can't handle such a high-end wine party.

Ling Ziyue only sent four words: Don't worry, I'm here.

There is no more content.

Han Muxue looked at these four words for a long time: What does this mean? Is it possible that he is coming too?

"Is this the new President Ling of Ling's Pictures?"

She felt the attention of everyone at the table.

It feels really bad to be watched by so many people, especially since these people all have their own agendas and are ruthless characters who have gone through many years of experience in their respective fields.

Before coming, Li Jiaming, who was relatively conscientious, urgently provided her with the identities, hobbies, and past experiences of these people.

Today's meal is just the first meeting. I go into the circle to say hello to all the seniors, especially the bosses from the management, so I want to accompany them well.

She calmly raised her head, but her nervous palms were actually sweating.

These old men don't seem to be very easy to get along with. If they say the wrong thing, show their timidity, and ruin the dinner, wouldn't it be because of her that Ling Ziyue will not be able to survive in this circle in the future?

She tried hard to keep her face calm and maintain Ling Zi's mature and steady persona.

With sword-like thick eyebrows, a deep gaze, and a sweep of dark cold eyes, his aura was not inferior to that of the person who just spoke.

She recalled for a few seconds that this face with a pair of old tree bark and a pair of scheming eyes was none other than Gu Jianxin, a man of the hour in the investment circle.

The first group in China to invest in real estate rights, options, stocks, funds and bonds, the Internet, the entertainment industry, heavy industry, and invest in whatever makes money. The tentacles of capital are involved in a wide range of fields, and they have a unique and ruthless vision. They have basically never made a mistake in investment.

, there is no project or stock that he is optimistic about that does not make money, and no one knows yet how much he is worth.

"Mr. Gu, I have long admired you!"

Han Muxue stood up and picked up the wine glass to make a toast. Without waiting for Gu Jianxin's reply, she raised her head and drank the whole drink with great momentum.

The entire audience was silent, waiting for Gu Jianxin's attitude towards this fledgling boy.

Time seems to have stood still.

After a brief silence, Gu Jianxin's eyes, which were originally as sharp as an ice pick, withdrew a little.

He laughed loudly, and his face like old tree bark turned into a flower.

He even got up in person and served this young man a bowl of delicacies in front of him.

"Try the dog meat from Pei County. It's a great supplement. I've been having a bowl of it every day lately. I feel like dying if I can't eat it."

After he personally delivered the soup to Han Muxue, he patted her shoulder with a smile, sat down quietly in the empty seat next to her, and chatted for a few more words, as if his father-in-law was looking at his son-in-law.

"Our family, Pianpian, has always liked you. You often come to our house to sit and sit when nothing happens, so that we can chat."

"well."

Han Muxue's face was full of agreement, but she couldn't hold it back and cursed fiercely in her heart: Okay, Ling Ziyue, you like to be a pretty boy and eat soft food, right? I let you eat, let you eat!!

"It turns out that Mr. Ling still has such a relationship with Mr. Gu's daughter, so he is one of our own!"

"My own people, my own people!"

Everyone in the house was flattering, and they were always very enthusiastic about Xiao Ling, who was new to the circle.

One drink for you, one for me, round after round of persuasion, Han Muxue is very sincere and basically accepts everyone who comes.

She didn't understand this kind of wine table culture, and she didn't know that Ling Ziyue was a teetotaler and couldn't handle alcohol at all.

Soon, her face turned red and she became a soft-footed shrimp that could not stand firmly. Her stomach was so upset that she wanted to vomit.

She was drunk and hazy, holding on to the door frame awkwardly as she went out to find the bathroom.

Along the quiet and long corridor, she went around and around and finally found the place.

As soon as she opened the small door of a cubicle, she didn't expect that someone was waiting for her coldly with arms folded.

She giggled and pointed at the face she was so familiar with.

"Why are you here? This is the men's room."

"Why did you drink so much?"

The more Ling Zi frowned, the bottom of his eyes were as bright as stars, with ripples appearing like clear lake water.

In the small space, the distance between the two people was very close, and Han Muxue could smell the familiar fragrance of gardenia shampoo that the other person was constantly emitting.

She only felt a throbbing and heat in her lower abdomen, and her head was buzzing.

"smell good."

Under the influence of alcohol, she lost her mind and hugged her body, greedily smelling the fragrance of her hair.

It turns out that my body is so soft and comfortable, like a giant pillow.

Ling Zi felt as if his body weighed a thousand kilograms and was pressing down on him. He was filled with the unpleasant smell of alcohol and his eyebrows stood up.

"Get out of here quickly, we're all so drunk."

Han Muxue had a splitting headache and lay slumped on Ling Ziyue's shoulder.

Ling Zi struggled to drag the person with him, and it was not easy to avoid the crowd.

It's just that his own body is too tall, and it's still very eye-catching to be held by such a petite body as Han Muxue.

As soon as I walked outside the hotel, near the swimming pool, I was stopped by a slender figure walking out of the shadows.

"Block and delete me just because of this man?"

Ling Ziyue stopped walking.

The man who walked out of the shadows had side bangs that half covered his eyes. Although he was smiling at the corners of his upturned eyes, he felt more and more terrifying.

This is a character that is not easy to mess with.

The last time he had the same uncomfortable intuition was because of that Zhou Ziqi.

Block and delete?

He probably knew who this man was.

"You don't abide by your masculine virtues, why are you chasing me here?"

He immediately gave the other party a fancy name.

"I'm only sending it to you for viewing. Is this also called disrespecting men's morals?"

Yan Luo only had eyes for the man who was sleeping soundly on Han Muxue's shoulder. His eyes were almost bursting with fire, and he unknowingly drove Han Muxue to the point of no return step by step.

"You threw away so many people and ran out alone, just for him?"

Yan Luo's veins popped out again. He never expected that overnight, he would have another love rival.

"Um."

How much he hoped that the other party could give him a reason or explanation, even if it was unreasonable, but the fact was just the opposite. 'She' was so calm, unabashed, and so calm that he felt so cruel.

"Bai Chuchu, after so many years, you can't see that I'm by your side? Why? Why? Why can Ji Feiyu do it, this man can do it, but only I can't?"

Yan Luo's long-suppressed feelings burst out in an instant.

Bai Chuchu?

The name he called turned out to be Bai Chuchu??

Isn’t it Han Muxue?

He was confused, staring at Yan Luo with a pair of strange and confused big eyes.

"What did you call me? Bai Chuchu?"

"Yes, you are not Han Muxue, you are Bai Chuchu, my Chuchu!"

Yan Luo wanted to pull him into his arms, but at this moment Han Muxue, who had been sleeping in a deep sleep, suddenly woke up.

"Who called me?"

"Yan, Luo! You're here too! Yan Luo, I feel so uncomfortable, I want to vomit!"

With an aggrieved expression on her face, she pointed Ling Ziyue's face at Yan Luo, making Yan Luo's face full of horror.

Isn't this a mental illness?

Ling Zi Yue's eyesight was quick and his hands were quick, and he pulled the person back.

He also wants to change it back and live on this planet in the future.

"Hey, Ling Ziyue, are you jealous?"

She suddenly giggled again, looking very happy, but immediately pouted again, and her face turned down to look aggrieved.

"Why don't you like me? I'm a beautiful woman now, with so many fans, and other men are chasing me. Sister Hong said, the men chasing me have all moved from the company to France, so why aren't you attracted?

"

"But, what should I do? I seem to really like you, can you tell me what to do?"

Her half-joking tone is heartbreaking, and there is humility hidden in her bright eyes.

She is afraid of being rejected, although this is very possible, the reality is so cruel.

"Shut up!"

The less Ling Zi wanted to listen to her confession, the more he felt that Han Muxue was getting more and more outrageous, so he warned her fiercely to shut up, but drunk people are irrational, let alone winking.

"Hehe, you want me to shut up, right? It's very simple, like this!"

Ling Ziyue saw the heat slowly gathering in his usually calm eyes. The next second, he felt a strong embrace and hot lips on his lips.
Chapter completed!