But the tight back made An Jinmu tremble with fear, but the hatred for An Jingxing in her heart made her not want to give up just like that. She could only stand there with a pale face, trying to see the slightest trace of Tang Qianrong.
of vacillation.
Unexpectedly, the next moment, Tang Qianrong's voice came softly from the front, making An Jinmu freeze in place.
"Remembering the dinner party at the little count's house, there seemed to be more people than here. Miss An's striptease was really ecstatic. I wonder if other people will find it special when the video is spread online.
Is it interesting? Although I have no interest in it myself, I heard that there is a group of otakus who seem to like this kind of stuff."
Hearing Tang Qianrong's words, An Jinmu's face turned completely pale this time. How could she forget that the woman she saw at the little earl's house that day looked like An Jingxing, and the man standing next to her was not
Is he almost exactly the same as this man? Gene, gene, isn’t that the English name of Tang Qianrong that is often mentioned in the news recently?
Thinking of this, An Jinmu's face suddenly turned ashen. If the video of her dancing spread to the mainland, she really couldn't imagine that the image of a rich and famous lady that she had worked so hard to maintain would not only be ruined, but also
Are you afraid that the stock price of Anshi Enterprises will plummet overnight?
Suddenly he realized that he had really offended the wrong person. This man's protection for An Jingxing far exceeded his expectations. He would do anything just for An Jingxing!
However, when An Jinmu really realized this, it was already too late.
Because when she raised her head again, Tang Qianrong had already returned to the banquet hall, and he didn't even bother to pay attention to her.
When Tang Qianrong returned to An Jingxing, An Jingxing's face was a little pale, but she didn't seem to have anything unusual. However, she didn't seem to have any intention of talking to others. She was just standing in a corner, holding a wine glass.
He seemed to be lost in thought about something.
Seeing An Jingxing like this, Tang Qianrong frowned slightly, feeling that he had wasted so much time just now for An Jinmu. If such a woman were not An Jingxing's enemy, he would find it troublesome to even say a word. Fortunately,
Leave it directly to your subordinates to resolve.
But because she had done such outrageous things to An Jingxing, he decided to give her some color in person.
The waiter who passed by took a glass of champagne in his hand. Just when Tang Qianrong was about to walk towards An Jingxing, a familiar figure not far from An Jingxing made Tang Qianrong frown.
Lei Aotian...
He actually hasn’t given up yet!
At this time, Lei Aotian was standing less than 20 meters away from An Jingxing, leaning against a Roman column. The silver-white crutch was in the palm of his hand. His face seemed a little dignified, but it was so hot.
But his eyes fell on An Jingxing for an instant.
The feeling that his woman was coveted made Tang Qianrong quite unhappy. He couldn't help but quicken his pace and walked to An Jingxing's side. By coincidence, Tang Qianrong's position blocked Lei Aotian's view, and put his hand on An Jingxing's side.
The wine glass on the table touched An Jingxing's glass gently. Seeing her suddenly come to her senses, Tang Qianrong curled her lips with satisfaction and said with a smile: "Are you tired? Do you want to go home?"
