Mu Baoer looked sideways and saw a man wearing a white gardenia in a black dress standing in front of them.
He is about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old. Although he is young, his demeanor is extremely stable and elegant. He talks and laughs in a controlled manner, but his smiling eyes hide a sharp edge.
Mu Baoer was startled. She had met many men with such elegant appearance. She could almost intuitively know that this strange man was extraordinary.
But he doesn't look like a businessman, and he can't see the way out.
Ye Yuan immediately smiled politely: "It turns out to be Mr. Ling. It seems that I really met a noble person today when I went out. Bao'er. This is Mr. Ling. This is Weiwei's friend, Mu Baoer."
Mu Baoer was slightly surprised. Ye Yuan introduced this man but did not introduce his identity. He was afraid that his background was very important.
And it’s not something that can be said easily, as the background is quite sensitive.
"Mu Baoer, what a good name. As the name suggests, it is a magnificent treasure that makes people want to own it." The young master smiled and took the initiative to shake hands with her, but his attitude was not arrogant.
But with that rigorous handshake, Mu Baoer felt like she was exerting an inexplicable pressure on the country and leadership.
"Thank you." Mu Baoer smiled politely, a trace of sadness flashed through his heart. The treasure that everyone wants to own?
Suddenly a flash light flashed next to them. It turned out that they had stopped, which attracted the reporters who had no time to take pictures just now. They squeezed towards Mu Baoer with long guns and short cannons, causing Mu Baoer to almost fall down, but was hit by a powerful force.
Holding hands.
"Stop filming!" Ling Shao coldly lowered his face and placed a palm in front of the cameras. His smiling face was instantly stained with frost, and his eyes that glanced at the media were filled with intense pressure.
As soon as he spoke, several low-key bodyguards rushed out from nowhere and stopped the reporters.
Ye Yuan thanked him politely and left with Mu Baoer and Ye Weiwei.
Mu Baoer raised his eyebrows. He was able to bring bodyguards in during the banquet. His status was indeed extraordinary.
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"Why hasn't that girl Weiwei come yet?" Fang Zhan glanced at the whole audience with his peach blossom eyes, but he didn't see the cute little girl alone, and he was very disappointed.
Han Lie glanced at him sideways: "In the face of so many beauties in the audience, you didn't go hunting and still thought about that girl. It seems that you are truly in love."
"Don't make fun of me and her, I'm just her little sister." Fang Zhan hurriedly denied it, and then stared at him with a wicked smile, "If you are not moved after seeing so many beauties, it means you have true love in your heart, then you can tell me,
Who are you thinking of right now?"
Han Lie's body stiffened slightly, and he picked up a glass of wine and drank: "No one! I'm not as infatuated as you, and there is no one in my heart."
"Just pretend! After breaking up with Huo Sisi, you have no other woman."
"Who said I didn't? I brought a new girlfriend here today." Han Lie smiled lazily and waved to a dazzling beauty in the field.
The beauty immediately came over obediently and snuggled up next to Han Lie. She was very beautiful, sexy and charming.
Fang Zhan was shocked. He recognized this woman. She was a recently popular female star named An Qian.
Han Lie never hung out with female celebrities because he thought they were too dirty, so why did he change his taste.
But when An Qian turned around, smiled at him, and called Mr. Fang, he realized that this woman's voice was exactly like Mu Bao'er's, only a little more soft and charming.