"Where are you?"
"I... I’m in the resting area at the back."
"Why didn’t I see you in the resting area?"
Lin Yixun furrowed her delicate brows. Did this guy actually go to the resting area to look for her? The ceremony isn’t over yet, right?
She randomly made up a lie, "I just went to the restroom, I’ll be back in a mont."
"Alright, after the award ceremony ends, don’t wander off, just stay in the resting area and wait for ."
Lin Yixun frowned. After the ceremony ends, it will be very late already, does he still expect people to get rest!
"Mr. Ouyang, is there anything specific you need to do later?"
"I told you to wait, so wait. No more talking!"
Lin Yixun, despite feeling unwilling, dare not defy him and could only nod. "Okay, Mr. Ouyang."
Judging from Ouyang Hao’s tone, it was clear that he was quite impatient. Lin Yixun slowly got up and decided to head back early to avoid making this living King Yan wait too long and risk him losing his temper.
Just as she turned around, she encountered the person she least wanted to see.
She didn’t know how long Leng Yixiu had been standing behind her, but she didn’t have the mood to figure it out. She stepped forward, bypassing Leng Yixiu, hoping to leave as quickly as possible.
The man’s lips curved in mockery. Didn’t want to see him this much?
Then, she might be disappointed.
Her wrist was grabbed by a big hand. Lin Yixun turned around displeasedly. "Mr. Leng, anything you need to instruct on?"
"Lin Yixun, it seems you’ve forgotten what I’ve told you."
"Oh?" Lin Yixun raised an eyebrow. "I’m not sure which words you’re referring to, Mr. Leng. As I recall, you instructed to stay away from Miss Cheng, and I believe I’ve done that, haven’t I? You see, knowing Miss Cheng was inside, I imdiately ca out, trying to disappear so I wouldn’t be an eyesore to her."
"I’m not referring to that."
"Then which words are you referring to, Mr. Leng? You might as well spell it out clearly so I can satisfy your request."
"I told you to stay away from Ouyang Hao."
"Hmm... So that’s what Mr. Leng ant." Lin Yixun chuckled, her eyes cold. "I’m sorry, but I can’t promise you that. Mr. Ouyang is now my supporter. All of my and my mother’s expenses now rely entirely on him. If I don’t work under him, I’m afraid I’ll end up holess."
"Are you that short on money?"
The man sneered, his fingers suddenly reached for the tag at the back of Lin Yixun’s neck, forcefully tearing at it, pointing to the Chanel logo on the tag, coldly staring at Lin Yixun and repeating, "No money?"
"This dress isn’t mine."
"There’s nothing improper between us, stop making false accusations!"
"Proper, then how do you explain this dress? Did Ouyang Hao suddenly get charitable and give it to you? Do you think I’m a fool?" The man’s big hand suddenly caressed her cheek, drawing her exquisite makeup on her face, showcasing all her beauty, yet he had no intention of appreciating it. His thin lips parted slightly, spitting out heart-piercing words, "Lin Yixun, everything Ouyang Hao can give you, I can give you, everything he can’t give you, I can still give you. What is it that makes you willing to sell to him but not to be with ?"
Lin Yixun only felt unbelievably ridiculous. Clearly, this man had already assud there was sothing between her and Ouyang Hao. Fine then, as he wished, she suddenly laughed, eyes filled with seduction.
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