Soon, he returned to normal and made a gesture of invitation, "Aunt Mei, please go first!"
Aunt Mei suppressed the strangeness in her heart, raised her head, raised her chin slightly, and walked in the door first.
...
The lights in the banquet hall are bright.
Obviously, those who are eligible to enter are all Tianzhou celebrities.
Zhao Dongting didn't like this kind of occasion, but as soon as he entered the venue, he attracted a lot of attention.
There is no way, with Aunt Mei's temperament and background, she should be regarded as an enhanced version of Sophie.
Similar edges and corners, completely opposite aura, coupled with years of experience and training, make her raise an eyebrow several levels higher than most women present, and she has a mature woman's flavor.
Paired with the equally eye-catching Zhao Dong.
This strange pair with a huge age difference became the focus of the audience almost as soon as they appeared on the stage!
Some of the looks were very uncomfortable.
Aunt Mei reminded, "Wait for me nearby and don't get into trouble!"
"I'm going to say hello and I'll be right back!"
Zhao Dong nodded.
The moment I stopped, people frequently looked at me.
Unwilling to deal with it, he picked up a glass of red wine from the waiter's tray.
Just as he was about to find a place to sit for a while, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar figure out of the corner of his eye.
Slow down for a moment and finally leave the banquet hall quickly!
Zhao Dong glanced in Aunt Mei's direction, hesitated for a moment, and then chased after her in confusion.
...
There are fewer and fewer people in the corridor.
Stepping on the carpet under your feet felt like you were stepping on clouds, and the lights dimmed.
The moment he walked around the corner, he was suddenly pulled forward by a snow-white arm!
Zhao Dong supported the wall with one hand, "Is it really you?"
Meng Jiao leaned against the wall, raised her head and asked, "Why can't it be me?"
Zhao Dong was confused, "What are you doing here?"
Meng Jiao asked, "Why, you, Zhao Dong, are qualified to attend such a celebrity reception, but I can't come?"
Zhao Dong was upset for a while, "You know that's not what I meant."
"If you don't want to say it, forget it and pretend I didn't ask!"
Meng Jiao bit her lip, "You chased me out of the banquet hall and asked me this?"
Zhao Dong frowned, "What else?"
Meng Jiao hesitated for a moment, "I heard... you have been having a bad time recently?"
Zhao Dong also wondered, "Even you know?"
Meng Jiao sneered, "Don't I deserve to know?"
Zhao Dong sighed, "It's boring for you to chat like this!"
She turned to leave, but Meng Jiao grabbed the collar of her shirt and pulled her back, "Zhao Dong!"
"Be careful Elena!"
Zhao Dong's eyes darkened, "You also know Elena? How do you know her?"
Meng Jiao paid attention to her surroundings, "Don't worry about it, and don't ask so many questions. In short, this woman is not simple!"
"If possible, don't offend her!"
Zhao Dong shrugged, "It's too late, I've already offended her."
Meng Jiao asked, "Just for Sophie?"
Zhao Dong said firmly: "That's right!"
Meng Jiao spoke in a complicated tone, "What's so good about her? Are you willing to risk your life for her?"
Zhao Dong seized the loophole and asked, "What do you mean?"
Meng Jiao retorted, "It's not interesting!"
With that said, she turned around and left.
Zhao Dong grabbed her wrist and said, "Wait, please speak clearly!"
Meng Jiao tilted her head and said with overwhelming heat: "Zhao Dong, what are you worried about?"
"Are you worried about me? Or worried about Sophie?"
The breathtaking eyes made Zhao Dong's thinking slow for a moment!