The last man on stage

  According to Ming An Ya's intelligence, as long as Nan Gong Mo attends the party, the last one to enter the venue must be Nan Gong Mo. Now that the door of the party is closed, the man in white suit must be the person he is looking for.

  In order not to arouse Nan Gong Mo's suspicion, Zhao Hai Ning and Ming An Ya never showed the photos of Nan Gong Mo to Ming Ruo Lan. This way, they could act out the accidental encounter more convincingly. However, even if they had shown her the photos, with Ming Ruo Lan's personality, she wouldn't have remembered anyway.

  "President, we are waiting for you at the hotel entrance." The driver stood upright beside the car, bowing his head and waiting for Long Tianlin's instructions.

  "It's okay, you guys go back first! I have a dinner appointment with Miss Shang tonight." Long Tianlin slightly pulled his slightly wrinkled sleeve and walked into the Versailles Hotel without looking back.

  As a young and promising new international business overlord, Long Tianlin was originally disdainful of attending such a cocktail party. However, since the company had a full-day holiday today and he didn't want to see Ouyang Ruxue's face that seemed to be eating him alive, he took the invitation from the corner of the table and came here instead.

  Just as he entered the wine party, Long Tianlin hadn't had time to see who was there when a black figure flashed towards him.

  A strong smell of cosmetics pierced his nostrils, Long Tianlin furrowed his brow. He was the most disgusted with heavily made-up women, especially the one leaning against his chest at this moment. With just a slight lowering of his head, he caught sight of a pair of breasts that seemed to be calling out to him.

  "Get out." Before the words were even finished, Long Tianlin met a pair of eyes that were desperately trying to spark electricity. Long Tianlin twitched the corner of his mouth, such a terrible spark, and she dared to bring it out? Just as Long Tianlin was about to push away the woman in his arms, his hand seemed to be stuck to her body.

  That gaze, Long Tianlin only felt that his heart was hit by something. After struggling in the business world for over a decade, Long Tianlin had seen all sorts of people, especially those women who tried to seduce him with their beauty. However, the woman in his arms made Long Tianlin feel a stirring in his heart.

  Emboldened by the wine, Ming Ruolan made a few of the elegant and refined eye movements that An Ya had taught her, but the alcohol soon completely overpowered her rationality. The dizzying sensation caused Ming Ruolan to forget about restraint, and instead she blinked with already blurry eyes, her thoughts in disarray as she didn't know what to do next.

  Long Tianlin only felt a sudden tightness under him, one arm wrapped around the woman's waist, and turned to walk out of the venue.

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