The woman in the car was Lin Jia. Originally, she was Lu Qing's female companion tonight, but she was summoned by Ruan Yunan on the phone, and she felt panicked.
"You're still putting on airs when you get to the door. Do you want me to invite you out personally?"
The beautiful voice, but the words she spoke were all thorny, which made Lin Jia feel uncomfortable. She got out of the car silently and held Ruan Yunan's arm.
He smiled and grinded his teeth next to her ear, "Don't pretend like I'm forcing you. If you don't want to come, I can't tie you here!"
A needle pricked Lin Jia's Achilles' heel.
Ruan Yunan told the truth, she was willing to do so, and she deserved it! In fact, she had not been angry with Ruan Yunan, but was angry with herself for not being promising. Many times, even if he was riding on her head, she could not be cruel. In front of him, her
Self-esteem is always so insignificant!
She looked unhappy, and Ruan Yunan felt uncomfortable looking at her, "Do you have to let everyone see how wronged you, Mrs. Ruan, are?"
"Am I living a good life?"
"laugh!"
"Sorry! I really can't think of anything worth being happy about, I can't laugh!"
"You can't laugh, right? Then pretend!" Ruan Yunan looked into her eyes, with honey-like poison swirling in his beautiful pupils, which was a bit ironic. "Have I not been pretending like this for two years?"
Lin Jia's slender body trembled and her teeth were cold. However, a smile curled up at the corner of her mouth.
"Mr. Tang, happy birthday!" Ruan Yunan came up to greet him and shook hands with Tang He with a smile on his face. "Korean ginseng can increase your life and prolong your life. I wish you happiness as long as the East China Sea!"
"Thank you, Mr. Ruan! It's my greatest honor that Mr. Ruan can come, so why waste the money!"
"You are my elder, this is how it should be!"
Lin Jia didn't like to attend such boring banquets, especially when the person was Tang He. She felt very embarrassed thinking about that day. But she still kept a calm smile and nodded. "Hello, Mr. Tang!"
Tang He was stunned, "Isn't this..."
Ruan Yunan took Lin Jia into his arms lovingly and introduced with a smile, "This is my wife, Lin Jia!"
Tang He frowned. He knew about the marriage between the Lu and Ruan families, but he didn't expect that Lin Jia was the designer of 'Heyi'. This relationship is complicated.
While he was stunned, a low and cold male voice came from behind him.
"Tang Lao, happy birthday!"
Tang He turned around and saw that it was Lu Qing. He felt honored and said, "Mr. Lu!"
Lu Qing was wearing a black suit customized by Armani, with luxurious details and just the right cut, which highlighted his strong figure. He was so handsome that he looked like an emperor, making everything around him feel gloomy. He handed over an ancient wooden box and said, "I heard you believe this."
Buddha, I asked Zen Master for a handwritten Buddhist scripture, wishing the sun and moon to be prosperous, and the cranes to spring forever!"
As if Tang He had found a treasure, he quickly opened the box and smiled broadly. "Thank you, Mr. Lu! Mr. Lu is very thoughtful!"
Just by "doing what he likes", it is not difficult for Lin Jia to understand why Lu Qing is able to achieve what he is today. He is indeed a smart and experienced businessman. This level is probably beyond her reach in her lifetime.
Ruan Yunan smiled, but it was a little forced.
Lin Jia's eyes shifted to the woman next to Lu Qing. Her behavior was elegant and decent, and her every frown and smile reflected first-class education. It was obvious at a glance that she was a daughter of a well-born family.
She is also very beautiful, with smooth long straight hair and a delicate oval face. She is a classical beauty, on par with Xu Jiamo, and is extremely pleasing to the eye. But her temperament is far better than that of Xu Jiamo. That elegant and intellectual temperament cannot be developed overnight.
At once.
After a while, she recognized that the beauty in front of her was Cheng Qingsang, the apple of the eye of the famous entrepreneur Cheng Dong.
