But at that ti—
She was wholeheartedly focusing all her attention on Conrad llon.
Satisfied about being able to serve as "Mr. llon’s" translator, enjoying the envious looks from everyone.
...
In the booth area.
ng Chuan started a warm greeting with Wu Kezhi, pulling Tian Chengye along.
With the buffer of Tian Jing’s father’s identity, Wu Kezhi was much more polite than before.
The atmosphere was slightly more harmonious.
Seeing this, ng Chuan quickly picked up a champagne glass, went to the still stiff Conrad standing at the side, gently nudged him with his elbow, and gave him a glance.
Conrad instantly ca to his senses, looking stiffly at Tang Song, who remained composed and calm.
Finally understanding what he had to do.
He took a deep breath, his face showing solemnity and humility.
Together with ng Chuan, holding their glasses, they stopped one step in front of Tang Song.
ng Chuan was the first to speak: "Mr. Tang, earlier I failed to recognize your prominence, and my words were often offensive. I hope you... are generous and don’t hold it against ."
Conrad llon followed: "Mr. Tang, please forgive my unforgivable rudeness."
After both finished speaking, they drank their champagne in one go, then bowed deeply.
With their "unexpected movent."
With their sudden "unexpected movent," the entire banquet hall fell silent.
All eyes focused on Tang Song, waiting for his reaction.
Tang Song still leaned against his chair, rely throwing a faint glance at them.
There was no anger, no joy, no pride in his gaze, not even a ripple of emotion.
So calm... like looking at two irrelevant pieces of decor.
Then, elegantly picking up a cherry from the table, he slowly offered it to his girlfriend beside him.
A face full of admiration, Jing subconsciously bit into it.
The plump and sweet juice spread in her mouth.
Soft lips touched Tang Song’s long, well-defined fingers.
In such a special atmosphere, looking at Tang Song beside her as if he were a "deity," feeling the cool touch of the "Attractive Man’s Hand."
An indescribable thrill made her break out in goosebumps all over.
Ah! Mr. Tang Song!
This is... this is the aura of the ultimate boss’s entrance!
So handso! So handso my legs are going weak!
I really want to... really want to kneel down and offer my loyalty right now!
On the other side, Xu Qing sneakingly from the stage area.
Looking at this transformation into the "ultimate fighting Digimon" as Song, she forgot to put the special lon-eating biscuits in her hand into her mouth.
In those dark eyes, deep annoyance flashed.
Damn Song! Just a pervert to ! Transforms into a "Dominant CEO" for Jing!
I’ll make sure you’re disgraced in the book, then beg on your knees to save you!
...
Stooping there, ng Chuan and Conrad had alternating red and white faces, extrely embarrassed but did not know what to do.
The other party was clearly ignoring them completely.
The subtext was—
[I heard your apologies and atonent, but you do not warrant wasting my words to say I forgive you.]
Just then.
With a light "tap."
Shangguan Qiuya placed her wine glass back on the table.
Smiling, she reminded Jing, who was imrsed in admiration: "Jing, it’s about ti, isn’t it ti for the segnt you were most looking forward to?"
Her purpose in coming here was not to "show off" or "hold the fort," but to perfectly execute every task Chairman Jin assigned.
Jing’s eyes sparkled and she imdiately ca to her senses, "Oh! That’s right! I almost forgot such an important thing!"
She quickly stood up, clapped her hands crisply, attracting everyone’s attention.
"Next, we have the most fun part of the evening, the ’Love Mystery Box’!"
She playfully waved towards the main stage.
The host imdiately understood, returned to the stage, and his enthusiastic voice echoed in the banquet hall, easing everyone’s emotions.
Accompanied by cheerful music, people started gathering towards the main stage.
Only when Tang Song and their figures disappeared into the crowd, ng Chuan and Conrad exhaled deeply.
Conrad instinctively touched his bow tie, only to find the back of his shirt was soaked with cold sweat.
Feeling so lingering fear, he glanced at ng Chuan and said sothing in a very low voice.
ng Chuan’s face turned ghostly pale, nodding heavily.
Then, the two quietly left the birthday party scene.
...
In front of the main stage, the atmosphere was both lively and sowhat eerie.
The crowd instinctively left a "vacuum" space for Tang Song and those around him.
Qin Decang and several elder businessn tried several tis to approach for conversation but hesitated in front of that invisible aura, ultimately awkwardly standing on the outskirts.
Accompanied by lights and music, Jing elegantly walked onto the stage.
The gifts from everyone had already been packed into uniformly styled wooden paper boxes and placed to the right of the stage.
There were no markings on them.
The table in the center of the stage was set with a high-definition cara projecting her every move onto the large LED screen behind.
Along with the host’s
Soon, the first mystery box was selected and opened.
It was a latest-model DIOR necklace from her friend Zhang Yuxin.
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