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An Lan was taken aback and looked up at him.

"But... Chen Mo will definitely use this opportunity to take revenge on us."

Lin Xuan smiled and shrugged, looking completely unconcerned.

"You decide, I'll carry it out! His little tricks are insignificant and don't need to be bothered with!"

"So what if he mocks me a bit? I'm thick-skinned, I can take it. Besides, what can he do to me? Hit me? He can't beat me."

An Lan nodded, a slight smile curving her lips.

"But now, there's a very important issue!"

Lin Xuan suddenly turned serious, spoke earnestly, and looked extremely earnest.

An Lan's eyes sharpened, thinking he had discovered something important, and she quickly asked, "What?"

"What should we eat for lunch?"

An Lan: ...

She took a deep breath, turned around and left.

Lin Xuan called out from behind, "Hey, don't go! We haven't said what we're eating yet! I'm hungry! President An! An Lan!"

An Lan didn't turn her head back.

.

At six o'clock in the evening, it was getting dark.

Su Yurou and her team from the First Marketing Department were still at the company directing renovations when they heard they were going to a party. She waved them off without even looking up.

"Go ahead, go ahead, help me curse Chen Mo a few more times."

The two walked out of the building with smiles on their faces.

The city lights gradually came on, neon signs flashed, and traffic flowed smoothly.

Lin Xuan and An Lan drove to Jiangzhou Bay.

In the car, An Lan looked out the window and began to analyze:

"Chen Mo definitely wants to embarrass us tonight. The kind of person he is will definitely invite those rich people in Jiangzhou and then arrange some underhanded things to slander us in front of them."

Lin Xuan nodded:

"Oh? Will Tong Yao be going too?"

"Perhaps."

An Lan spoke calmly, her tone devoid of any emotion.

"She's the eldest daughter of the Tong family; she should receive an invitation to this kind of event. You can call her and ask."

Lin Xuan felt the air suddenly get a little cold.

He coughed lightly and quickly changed the subject:

"That's all Chen Mo is capable of. Compared to some people, his methods are almost endearing. At least he only disgusts people on the surface."

An Lan thought of what happened to Su Yurou yesterday, and then she thought of Chen Mo mocking her at the hospital.

Upon comparison, it's indeed...

But she remained silent, only looking out the window.

At 6:30 p.m., the two arrived at Jiangzhou Bay.

Tonight's party is on a luxury cruise ship.

You can enjoy the night view of the bay while socializing on the cruise ship.

This is a common practice among the wealthy in Jiangzhou, happening several times a month.

The two got out of the car and strolled to the riverbank.

Lin Xuan was stunned by the sight before him when he first came here.

As the sun sets, the sky turns a fiery orange-red, like a spilled palette of paint.

The wide river surface shimmered, like countless pieces of gold scattered on it, rippling and sparkling with color.

A gentle river breeze blew, carrying the coolness of the water vapor and dispelling the daytime heat.

A huge white cruise ship, several stories high and brightly lit, was moored on the shore.

The ship was adorned with colorful lights, shimmering in the twilight, like a floating palace.

Well-dressed people walked up the gangway in twos and threes; the men were in suits and ties, and the women were in evening gowns and long dresses, adorned with jewels, laughing and chatting.

Lin Xuan stared blankly.

He looked down at his casual clothes and suddenly realized:

"You're required to wear formal attire?"

"This is my first time stepping into your high society."

"You'd better teach me what to do later, so I don't make a fool of myself."

An Lan was about to say that he was joking again, but then she suddenly remembered something.

He didn't seem to be joking.

Not long ago, he was just a junior employee at his own company.

Betrayed by his ex-girlfriend, framed by his boss, living in a cramped rented room, and earning a meager salary.

But now...

Why do I feel like I've lived through another world?

She paused for a moment, then spoke softly, her tone unconsciously softening: "It's okay, as long as you have thick skin."

Lin Xuan nodded: "Okay, I'm a professional at this."

An Lan's lips twitched.

As they talked, the two arrived at the entrance.

Two uniformed waiters, a man and a woman, stood beside the gangway, their faces bearing professional smiles and their posture impeccable.

As the two approached, one of the male waiters stepped forward and politely said:

"Welcome, distinguished guests. Do you have invitations?"

An Lan shook her head:

"Chen Mo invited us here; we didn't receive an invitation."

Lin Xuan spoke softly, leaning close to her ear and lowering his voice:

"I have a feeling... it's coming, now's the time for something weird to happen."

really.

As soon as he finished speaking, a hint of embarrassment flashed across the waiter's face, but he still maintained his smile:

"Excuse me, gentlemen, please wait a moment while I go and ask. Without an invitation, we need to confirm the list."

Then he quickly walked back into the cruise ship and disappeared into the passageway.

Lin Xuan glanced at his watch and raised an eyebrow at An Lan:

"I predict we'll have to wait at least ten minutes before the waiter comes out, shakes his head apologetically and says he wasn't notified. Finally, Chen Mo appears, looking completely insincere, and says he forgot."

An Lan raised an eyebrow, a slight smile playing on her lips:

"Like his...style."

Lin Xuan didn't want to wait idly, so he took An Lan's hand and led her to the railing.

"W-What are you doing?"

An Lan was a little confused. Her heart skipped a beat as he held her hand.

His hands were warm.

"Such a beautiful view, don't waste it! Just stand here, I'll take some pictures of you!"

Lin Xuan smiled, took out his phone, then took a few steps back and began to choose an angle.

"What are you taking pictures of! I'm not taking any!" An Lan looked around, somewhat flustered.

She rarely takes photos, and except for formal business occasions, she almost never faces the camera.

Not to mention being filmed by Lin Xuan with his phone in a place like this, with so many people coming and going around them.

"Yes, just like that, don't move!" Lin Xuancai ignored her words and continued to press down with his hand.

click!

click!

click!

Each photograph was captured in a moment.

A gentle evening breeze blew by, softly ruffling An Lan's long hair, which danced in the wind.

She wore a simple black dress, which made her skin look as white as jade, her waist slender, and her posture upright.

The hem of her skirt swayed gently in the wind, revealing her slender ankles.

Those clear, cool eyes softened in the sunset, and a hint of helplessness lingered between their brows.

nice.

It's so beautiful.

Lin Xuan couldn't stop taking pictures, exclaiming as he did so:

"This is so beautiful! Why don't you take more photos? It's such a waste!"

An Lan felt a little embarrassed by his photos, but she didn't know how to stop him, so she could only stand there and let him take pictures.

"Move a little!"

"Don't move."

"Then I'll move!"

Her face was slightly flushed, whether from the sunset or something else, it was hard to tell.

A dozen minutes later.

Chen Mo walked out of the cruise ship's passageway with a smile.

He glanced at his watch, nodded in satisfaction, and asked the waiter beside him:

"So, how long did you keep them waiting?"