Chapter 181: Chapter 164: Mr.
Chen Owns a Money Printing Machine Chapter 181: Chapter 164: Mr.
Chen Owns a Money Printing Machine Beijing Harbor Island Horse Club is alight with brilliance, luxury cars weave throughout, showcasing extraordinary prestige.
Nestled in the heart of Jinbao Street, this top-tier club boasts a unique equine statue and a glaze-gray wall courtyard behind, reflecting a luxurious lding of ancient and modern.
Amidst this glittering night, the most dazzling of all is Wen Shulin’s glamorous entrance.
She is dressed in a finely tailored deep-V evening gown, like a black rose silently blooming in the night, mysterious and tempting.
The high-quality velvet clings to her skin.
The deep V-neck, bold yet sensual, perfectly accentuates her alluring clavicle and the enticing glimpse of her cleavage.
Her fair skin glistens under the lights with a gentle pearl-like luster.
She gently lifts the hem of her dress, each step carries elegance and composure.
Her long hair falls like a cascade, with lightly curled strands brushing over her shoulders, adding a touch of effortless languor and allure.
Her fiery red lips and profound eyes sink one into deep fascination, hard to extricate oneself.
Guests present, both n and won, all seem pale in comparison at this mont.
The elaborate outfits and gorgeous dresses of the female guests appear to serve rely as foils, while the male guests’ eyes are firmly captivated by her, unable to look away.
However, even more eye-catching is the debut of Chen Cheng by her side.
Chen Cheng’s presence undoubtedly adds a touch of mystery to this small circle gathering.
His natural poise, the light yet profound smile at the corner of his mouth, provokes curiosity about his background and identity.
Wen Shulin intimately hooks her arm into his, occasionally whispering and exchanging smiles, their rapport and harmony spurring further curiosity and speculation about Chen Cheng.
“Aunt Wen.”
At that mont, a girl in a short dress runs over, grabbing Wen Shulin’s hand.
Wen Shulin turns and, far from annoyed by the form of address, her eyes soften with maternal warmth.
“i Xiang.”
Wen Shulin responds with a smile, her eyes filled with familiarity and kindness.
“How long have you been here?” she continues.
“Since morning.”
The girl then turns her gaze to Chen Cheng, “Aunt Wen, who is this?”
Wen Shulin gently tilts her head, “This is Chen Cheng, Mr.
Chen.”
She continues, “Mr.
Chen, this is the heiress of Xingye Corporation, Hoshino Mika.”
Chen Cheng raises his brows slightly.
If not for Wen Shulin’s introduction, he might not have guessed that this buxom young lady was Japanese.
“Miss Xingye, pleasure to et you, I’m Chen Cheng,” he says calmly and politely.
Hoshino Mika smiles gently, extending her hand warmly, “Mr.
Chen, pleased to et you.
Please take care of as this is our first ti eting.”
They shake hands.
Hoshino Mika then tosses her long hair back from her chest, revealing a deep cleavage, “This is the first ti Aunt Wen has brought a male companion.”
Wen Shulin smiles slightly, “You little rascal, don’t tease .”
Hoshino Mika blinks her eyes, her gaze shifting between Wen Shulin and Chen Cheng, “Seeing how well-matched you two are, it’s truly enviable.
May I ask what kind of business Mr.
Chen is in?”
Chen Cheng answers smoothly, “I’m just engaged in so small business, nothing notable.”
Hoshino Mika shakes her head gently, “Mr.
Chen is too modest.
To stand by Aunt Wen’s side, you must possess exceptional qualities.”
Wen Shulin wraps her arm around Chen Cheng’s, perhaps intentionally letting Hoshino Mika hear, “i Xiang, Mr.
Chen is already taken, so don’t get any ideas.”
“He’s quite a catch,” she adds.
Hoshino Mika covers her mouth and giggles, her eyes, watery and bright, never leaving Chen Cheng’s face, “Aunt Wen, I’m just curiously asking.”
Her gaze withdraws from Chen Cheng, and she politely says, “I should head over to prepare now, see you in a bit.”
“See you in a bit.”
Hoshino Mika nods to Chen Cheng, then turns and walks away.
Chen Cheng watches her petite figure, specifically noting the red high heels that leave a strong impression.
“Still looking?” Wen Shulin nudges Chen Cheng’s arm, playfully asking.
Chen Cheng: “Hey, the legs on that Japanese girl are slightly knock-kneed, not as pretty as our girls, right?”
Wen Shulin gives him a playful frown, her lips curved in an amused smile, her voice teasing:
“Chen Cheng, oh Chen Cheng, you shift topics quite quickly!”
She laughs, “But then, beauty is in the eye of the beholder.”
Chen Cheng looks down at Wen Shulin’s elegantly long legs under the dress, chuckling, “I think these two carrots are quite nice.”
Wen Shulin playfully punches Chen Cheng’s shoulder, “You rascal, always so cheeky!”
At this mont, the emcee steps onto the stage, bows slightly to everyone, then begins, “Ladies and gentlen, welco to the annual charitable dinner at Beijing Harbor Island Horse Club.
Tonight, we gather here not just to enjoy this delightful evening, but also to contribute to charitable causes.
I’m sure everyone is eager to take part in the exciting event to follow.
First, allow to present the opening performance by Miss Hoshino Mika.”
As these words are spoken, spotlights focus on one side of the stage.
There, Hoshino Mika steps up confidently, her face alight with a confident smile, gracefully sitting at a Steinway piano.
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