"The director I ntioned to you before is also here today,"
Jiang Yao walked shoulder to shoulder with Wen Qiao, "I happened to run into him at the airport when I was back in Jiang City last ti, showed him your photo, and he was quite satisfied with your image. I’ll take you to et him later."
Wen Qiao nodded, "Okay."
"Co on, let’s go et so people. Your path will only get broader from here on out, and it never hurts to know more people."
"That’s not it." Wen Qiao didn’t understand, "How do you even et these people?"
"So I only know one-way, but you go up and exchange pleasantries, and isn’t that mutual acquaintance?"
"....."
That makes sense.
"Actually, if President Fu were standing by your side, you wouldn’t even need to go up to them; they would be the ones coming after you," Jiang Yao said to her. "When exactly do you two plan to go public? Don’t tell you’re waiting until the child is born to shock the whole internet."
"Haven’t thought it through yet." Wen Qiao sipped her champagne with a bit of a proud tone, "He never said he liked or loved , why should I go public and label myself after him?"
Jiang Yao let out a light laugh, "Silly kid, in the trivialities of life, love between n and won is the most useless thing."
"I don’t care," Wen Qiao humd, "To , love is like the seasoning of life; without this seasoning, I can’t swallow."
Wen Qiao was wearing a champagne-colored strapless evening gown today, and its irregular hemline made her legs look even longer. Her hair was parted to one side, with a diamond earring shaped like an inverted triangle on the ear that was exposed, and her lips were the focus of her makeup, with bright red lipstick perfectly applied.
Standing there, she was so stunning that it was hard to look away.
As soon as Fu Jinghen walked into the banquet hall, the first person he saw was Wen Qiao, chatting and laughing with soone else.
And at the mont he stepped into the hall, everyone’s gaze converged on him.
If Wen Qiao attracted everyone’s attention with her beauty, then Fu Jinghen did so with his status and position.
Jiang Yao watched as people, who had been scattered around the hall just monts ago, now eagerly started to gravitate towards where Fu Jinghen was, teasing, "The brightest star of this banquet isn’t you, it’s your man."
In the glittering and flamboyant banquet hall, where both n and won were dressed to the nines, Fu Jinghen still stood out.
His gaze found hers across the room, and in that mont, Wen Qiao felt certain that in Fu Jinghen’s eyes, she was the most striking presence.
"Oh," Wen Qiao said nonchalantly, "but the brightest star is mine; either way, I’m the winner."
Jiang Yao rolled her eyes, "May your pride be the death of you."
Wen Qiao chuckled.
Just the thought of being with the man who was the centre of everyone’s attention.
It did feel very prideful indeed.
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It took a while for the buzz caused by Fu Jinghen’s arrival to finally settle down.
But people still continuously approached to greet Fu Jinghen, and Wen Qiao and Jiang Yao also went forward to say hello.
After all, in the eyes of outsiders, Fu Jinghen was still her boss.
Saying hello shouldn’t lead to any problems.
After approaching, Wen Qiao felt that Fu Jinghen’s gaze had beco a bit more direct than before.
"The dress is very pretty."
Wen Qiao raised her glass to clink with his, "Thank you for the complint, President Fu."
After exchanging greetings and seeing others coming over, Wen Qiao and Jiang Yao then left.
Jiang Yao whispered in her ear, "It’s probably not just the dress that’s pretty, it’s because it’s on you."
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