I go north, you go south

Before Nan Zishu could get a reply, Ling Bei had already parked the car at the entrance of the exhibition hall.

Immediately, a staff member came forward respectfully.

"Mr. Ling, Mrs. Ling."

The sound of "Mrs. Ling" made Nan Zishu confused.

But Ling Bei was still as calm as ever. He walked to the passenger door and opened the door for Nan Zishu himself.

Then he stretched out a hand towards her and led her out of the car.

He familiarly turned the two people's hands into a clasped state.Then he nodded slightly to the staff member, handed him the car keys and started parking.

"Don't tell me there are people you know well in this place..."

Nan Zishu swallowed subconsciously.

Ling Bei quietly tightened the hands held by the two of them, and his smile grew stronger: "Then if I say that the main sponsor of this photography exhibition is Shiyang Branch, what will you do?"

Nan Zishu felt that his legs were weak.

"You didn't tell me beforehand?!"

"What are you afraid of?"

"Shouldn't I be afraid?!"

Nan Zishu tried hard to suppress his involuntary rising voice.A pair of big eyes stared at the man in front of him with lovelessness.

"I'm a commoner from a small family, and you ask me to follow you to such an important social occasion. Why should I do that?!"

After hearing this, Ling Bei seemed a little dissatisfied.

"You are Mrs. Ling."

He deliberately shook their intertwined hands.

Nan Zishu pursed her lips and whispered: "No one recognizes me..."

“I knew someone right away.”

Before Ling Bei finished speaking, two men with smiles on their faces came up from the exhibition hall.

Nan Zishu recognized one of them, the middle-aged man who walked out of the hotel with Ling Bei last night.Pan Wenjie, general manager of Shiyang Group’s Yuecheng branch.

"Mr. Ling's great visit is too late to welcome us from afar!"

The speaker was a tall, thin middle-aged man next to Pan Wenjie: "I didn't expect Mr. Ling to accept our invitation today. It's such an honor."

"We sent several invitations to Mr. Ling, but you declined them all. We thought we would have no chance to meet you again this time."

"President Li, you're welcome."

Ling Beiqian shook the hand extended by the other party: "I have been really busy recently."

"I don't mean to refute your face, but please forgive me."

"Mr. Ling, what are you talking about?"

President Li's face was filled with a satisfied smile: "If you can take time out of your busy schedule to come, this Yuecheng Photography Exhibition will be a complete success!"

"It just so happens that my daughter who is studying photography abroad is here today. I can have a good chat about photography with you."

"is it?"

Ling Bei seemed to have known that President Li would be waiting for him here, so he raised his eyebrows and deliberately put his arms around Nan Zishu's waist.

"Yesterday, my wife came from Anseong to see me. She happens to be interested in photography."

He looked at Nan Zishu with eyes filled with doting: "To be honest, I actually came with her today."

"After all, no matter how busy you are, you still have to find time to spend time with your wife."

As soon as these words came out, the two people in front of him were shocked.

Only then did they notice Nan Zishu beside them.

"You...ma'am?!"

Pan Wenjie, who had been silent until now, suddenly raised his voice.

Apparently he recognized Nan Zishu as the girl from last night.

Originally, he planned to find an opportunity to have a good chat with Ling Bei today, but now it seemed that there was no need to say anything more. (End of chapter)