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The bald man's voice even trembled slightly as he said this.

The entire room fell silent.

Wang Hao opened his mouth, but the words were stuck in his throat.

His colleagues were all stunned, looking at the bald man and then at Lin Xuan, wondering what had happened.

Feng Yiran's gaze toward Lin Xuan slowly shifted from surprise to a hint of fervor.

She seemed to have discovered a treasure.

Lin Xuan looked at the bald man and felt that he looked familiar, but he couldn't remember his name for a moment.

"You...who are you?"

The bald man quickly introduced himself: "Brother Lin! I'm Brother Tiger! Chen Hu's subordinate. Last time! Last time at the beauty salon entrance, and also at Jinzhu KTV, I had the honor of being beaten... taught a lesson by you!"

He phrased it tactfully, but everyone present understood.

This is hardly education.

He was directly attacked!

But that's not the point. The point is... fortunate?

How much face does that require?

The way everyone looked at Lin Xuan completely changed.

Previously, they had discussed it privately, and they all felt that Lin Xuan either had climbed up to the rich woman Zhao Xueli, or he had won the project by luck.

But now it seems that this new colleague's background is far more complicated than they thought!

Lin Xuan then remembered and nodded, "Oh, it's you. What happened?"

He looked around, somewhat puzzled.

Upon hearing this, the bald man kicked the blond-haired guy and said, "Apologize to Brother Lin and the girl! Brother Lin, this kid is just being ignorant and caused a misunderstanding."

Huang Mao was also stunned. He had never met Lin Xuan before, but even his older brother was so respectful, so he knew that Lin Xuan must be a powerful figure.

He quickly bowed to Feng Yiran and Lin Xuan, saying, "I'm so sorry, Brother Lin! I'm so sorry, I was blind to your greatness!"

Lin Xuan said, "Sit down and talk. Let's talk things out and not start a fight."

As he spoke, he sat down first.

A few minutes later, both groups were all smiles, as if nothing unpleasant had happened.

"How's Chen Hu? Is he in good health?" Lin Xuan asked, raising his glass.

The bald man quickly raised a bottle of beer with both hands, smiling obsequiously, "Thanks to Brother Lin's miraculous healing! Brother Tiger is in great shape now! Our power..."

Lin Xuan waved his hand: "I don't want to know about your affairs. As long as everyone is alright, that's fine."

The bald man chuckled and downed a bottle, then asked, "Brother Lin, are you free tonight? We'd like to treat you to karaoke?"

"Maybe next time."

"well!"

Wang Hao, who was standing to the side, had already sobered up considerably. Seeing the scene before him, he was increasingly grateful that his decision was so correct.

Half an hour later, the bald man and his group, not daring to disturb Lin Xuan's meal any longer, left in a large group.

Before leaving, they made sure to pay for Lin Xuan's meal as well.

The turmoil has completely subsided.

But the atmosphere was a little different.

Lin Xuan's colleagues looked at him with curiosity and... awe.

Only Feng Yiran stayed almost glued to Lin Xuan's side during the rest of the dinner.

Toasting, serving food, finding topics to talk about.

Various explicit and implicit statements.

Lin Xuan responded politely, keeping his distance.

It was past 10 p.m.

The dinner party has ended.

The colleagues said goodbye to each other and left in twos and threes by taxi.

Wang Hao drank the most and was helped into the car by two colleagues.

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, in the end only Lin Xuan and Feng Yiran remained by the roadside.

She stood by the roadside, her short skirt fluttering in the evening breeze.

"Brother Lin~ I'm scared to go home alone so late, can you walk me home?"

She swayed slightly as she spoke, as if she couldn't stand steadily.

Lin Xuan glanced at the time: "I'll call you a private car; I have some things to do tonight."

"No~" Feng Yiran tugged at her sleeve, pleading, "Just walk me to the entrance of the complex!"

She tilted her head back, her eyes glistening under the lamplight, and she was indeed quite captivating.

In the past, Lin Xuan might have softened his heart.

But now...

He gently withdrew his hand, his tone calm: "Yiran, my girlfriend is waiting for me to come home."

Feng Yiran's expression stiffened for a moment, but she quickly recovered: "Oh, it's just a delivery, it won't take long. Your girlfriend wouldn't be that petty, would she?"

"The car will be there in five minutes. I've sent you the license plate number on WeChat. Be careful on the road." After saying that, Lin Xuan turned around and walked to the side of the road to flag down a taxi.

Looking in the rearview mirror, he saw Feng Yiran standing there, biting her lip, her expression complicated.

He shook his head.

Half an hour later, the taxi stopped at the entrance of Binjiang Huafu.

Lin Xuan paid the fare and got out of the car. He walked slowly to Zhao Xueli's villa and noticed that warm lights were still on inside.

Sister Zhao is still waiting for me.

Thinking of this, he felt a warmth in his heart and quickly walked into the villa.

Walking inside, Lin Xuan found Zhao Xueli wearing a bathrobe, busy in the kitchen. Noticing Lin Xuan's return, she quickly took a bowl of soup from the pot.

"You're back? Have some hangover soup first."

"Sister Zhao, you're so kind!"

Lin Xuan took the bowl, drank it all in one gulp, and felt a warm feeling in his stomach.

"Don't rush, drink slowly, there's more in the pot," Zhao Xueli said with a smile.

Lin Xuan put down the bowl and hugged Zhao Xueli.

"Stop fooling around! You reek of alcohol, go change your clothes and take a shower." Zhao Xueli pushed away Lin Xuan's inappropriate hand and said softly.

"After you're done washing?" Lin Xuan whispered in her ear.

"You're being indecent again!" Zhao Xueli broke free as if fleeing and ran back to her bedroom.

Lin Xuan smiled and went back to his room to quickly wash up.

I was already a bit irritated by Feng Yiran tonight.

After he finished tidying up, he went to Zhao Xueli's room.

Only a warm yellow bedside lamp was still on inside. On the bed, Zhao Xueli was wearing a silk slip dress, her hair spread out on the pillow.

Her fair skin was faintly visible as she looked through her phone.

Lin Xuan lay down beside her bed and naturally put his arm around her.

slip.

Zhao Xueli put down her phone and leaned against him: "Did you have fun at the dinner party today?"

"It's alright, it's just that having a colleague is a bit of a hassle." Lin Xuan played with her hair.

"A woman?"

"Um."

Zhao Xueli looked up at him, her eyes bright: "Am I pretty?"

"Not as pretty as you." Lin Xuan lowered his head and kissed her forehead.

Zhao Xueli blushed slightly and patted him lightly: "You're always so glib."

"Whether it's slippery or not, doesn't Sister Zhao know best?"

"you..."

.

Suddenly, Zhao Xueli's phone, which was on the bedside table, rang.

"Wait a moment..."

"It's so late, I won't answer."

"oops..."

Zhao Xueli pushed Lin Xuan aside and bent down to pick up her phone.

Lin Xuan stopped.

Caller ID: Yao Yao.

Is it that late?

Zhao Xueli answered the phone with a puzzled look: "Yaoyao, what's wrong...?"

"Sister Shirley!"

Tong Yao's voice came through the phone, trembling with sobs, broken and choked with emotion.

"My dad...my dad is in the hospital...the doctor said...it might be..."

Zhao Xueli's expression changed drastically, and she sat up abruptly: "What? Which hospital?!"

"City Central Hospital...ICU...Sister Shirley, I'm so scared...my dad..." Tong Yao cried uncontrollably.

"Don't be afraid, Yao Yao, don't be afraid, I'm coming right away!" Zhao Xueli said urgently, hanging up the phone and getting out of bed.