It was approaching six o'clock, and there was a trace of afterglow on the horizon, reflecting the faint glow of the sun. It echoed with the bright lights in the courtyard and gave it a different kind of beauty.
This year's autumn seems to be less cool than previous years because of the autumn tiger. Even at night, people still feel hot.
However, the female guests in the garden were either sitting or standing, some were alone and isolated to express their uniqueness, or they were gathered in groups to discuss the eternal topics among ladies. But they were all very good at guessing.
With their arrogance, they raised their chins and straightened their backs, always maintaining the fullest state, while not forgetting to exude the subtle "hormonal" breath.
Among them, there were a few inconspicuous ones, dressed in big-name tailor-made clothes, carrying champagne in a decent-looking manner, walking among the guests, joking with the men from time to time, and they were quite at home.
However, in the eyes of others, this kind of behavior is frivolous, no different from a lady who clearly puts a price on someone else.
"Too many women are trouble!"
In the corner of the banquet hall, there was a woman sitting. The woman clearly had a delicate and lovely face like Barbie, but she wore a sexy black dress, which attracted a lot of people's attention.
But when everyone saw the man sitting next to her, they all looked away knowingly.
In this way, no one really disturbs this corner.
Naturally, it became a lot deserted, as if it was out of tune with the lively atmosphere inside and outside the banquet hall, and became a world of its own.
"Aren't you also a woman?" After hearing this, the handsome man next to the woman came over with a tray, looked at the woman with a slight pout in front of her with doting eyes, and pushed the tray to her with a chuckle.
In front of me: "Your favorite tiramisu, eat it!"
The woman ignored the man with tender eyes, only looked down at the small piece of cake on the dinner plate, chuckled, and responded crisply: "I am a girl, not a woman."
A subtle dark light flashed in the man's eyes, but he did not refute anything. Instead, he handed her the silver fork and took a glass of juice to her. Then he naturally changed the subject: "No matter what they do, today
I came here late just to celebrate Mr. Lu’s birthday. But you, instead of following your brother, why are you dragging me along to join in the fun? Qiao Xin, I always feel... you seem to be waiting for someone!"
That's right, this woman with an angelic face and a devilish figure is Qiao Shukuang's little sister, Qiao Xin.
The male companion who accompanied her might not be well-known outside, but he was well-known in the industry. Moreover, he and Lin Xing were old acquaintances, and they were even half-colleagues, but he appeared with her at this time. To be honest,
When these two people walked in, they really aroused the flames of gossip in Old Mrs. Lu's heart.
However, she didn't want to interfere with the junior's affairs, so she let these two people in.
Later, when she saw Lin Xing coming alone, she didn't mention anything about Qiao Xin. She just looked at him vaguely and then forgot about it.
As for Qiao Xin herself, after entering the private courtyard of the Lu family, she entered the banquet hall with familiarity, found this place, and sat down facing the floor-to-ceiling windows with an excellent view.
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In this way, not many people knew that Qiao Xin was here, and she brought a man with her...
Qiao Xin's various actions after coming in were hidden from others, but not from the man next to her. Therefore, the previous question came up.
