Imperial Palace No.1.
Jiang Tong’s ride was a black BMW THX X1, she parked it in the spot outside.
Lin Yangbo was already waiting at the door to welco her.
"Sister Tong! Over here!" He nearly jumped up, waving excitedly at Jiang Tong.
Lin Yangbo was wearing a burgundy shirt and had a head of fiery red hair, making it easy for Jiang Tong to spot him.
She twitched the corners of her mouth, walking over with a bit of speechlessness.
"Hey Sister Tong, long ti no see." Lin Yangbo bead at her with a smile.
Jiang Tong nodded indifferently, leaning against the door pillar.
Several minutes passed, and she still hadn’t spoken a word.
Lin Yangbo raised an eyebrow, sizing her up and down.
They hadn’t seen each other for almost a year, and Jiang Tong had really changed a lot during this ti.
Though she had always been cool and aloof, at least she wasn’t as cold as she is now.
Since Jiang Tong didn’t respond, the atmosphere quickly fell into awkward silence.
Lin Yangbo touched his nose, thinking about how to lighten the mood around him.
Suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind—
"Sister Tong, what do you think of my new hairstyle?" he said grinning.
He thought, his hairstyle was so trendy, even if it invited Jiang Tong’s sarcasm, at least they could start a conversation, right?
Who knew Jiang Tong would just glance at him blandly, with a hint of a snort, "It’s nice, looks like a turkey."
Lin Yangbo: "..."
Alright, he was too confident.
How could he forget, standing before him now was—
The school’s legendary iron-willed woman.
Even a diamond drill couldn’t get through her.
Lin Yangbo resigned to his fate and shrank to the side, sowhat sadly stroking his bright red hair.
Ten minutes later, three Lamborghinis stopped in front of Imperial Palace No.1 one after another.
The protagonist of this welcoming banquet, Tong Dan, was the first to get out of the car, followed by He Wanchen and Qiao Qian, all newcors in Beijing’s elite circle and also Jiang Tong’s cronies.
"Xiao Tong, long ti no see." Tong Dan had a suit jacket draped over his elbow, offering Jiang Tong a warm smile.
Compared to Lin Yangbo, Jiang Tong’s attitude was strikingly different.
"Ah Dan, long ti no see." She smiled widely, revealing two little tiger teeth.
But Lin Yangbo on the side was displeased, howling, "Wow! Sister Tong, that’s so unfair! How can you treat us differently?"
Hearing this, Jiang Tong cast him a cold glance, turned directly, and walked into the hall.
Lin Yangbo: "..."
Qiao Qian couldn’t hold back a chuckle, patting Lin Yangbo’s shoulder, and sighed, "Actually, you deserve it. You of all people should know how close Xiao Tong and Xia Qiao are."
Hearing Xia Qiao’s na, Lin Yangbo paused, a hint of daze appearing on his face.
The hands he had raised fell powerlessly at his sides, his whole persona appearing bleak.
Seeing this, the three people at the door could only shake their heads helplessly.
The issue between Lin Yangbo and Xia Qiao was sothing only the two of them could resolve.
"Hasn’t Little Qi arrived yet?" Tong Dan looked at his watch, deliberately changing the subject.
He Wanchen picked up his phone, shaking his head, "Little Qi said he just has a schedule to rush, might be a bit late."
"That’s fine, let’s head in first, don’t keep Xiao Tong waiting too long." Tong Dan nodded, striding his long legs inside.
He Wanchen followed behind him, while Lin Yangbo remained standing dazedly in place.
Qiao Qian glanced at him, throwing an arm around his shoulder, "Stop standing there like a fool, let’s go in first and talk."
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