See You Tonight, Master Su

After much thought, she wished she could kill herself and feel that she had made a wedding dress for someone else.

"Oh, her, an ordinary employee of our company."

No matter who she was to, she always answered.

Although the words "Ordinary employees" are true, according to politeness, they usually avoid mentioning colleagues or subordinates. She pointed out the purpose directly, it was nothing more than a derogation of tong liang's identity. But she didn't understand men. Men in this position paid less attention to the female protagonist's identity than women did to the man's identity.

When a pure man looks at a woman, his first focus is on her appearance. It has nothing to do with whose daughter she is.

That was the result.

Miss zuo was so angry that her stomach was filled with fire, but tong tian kept smiling and did not look like she had been hit at all. And those crazy men, one by one, were all looking at her, which made zuo aihuo even more angry.

Goblin! If this goblin hadn't been destroyed, she wouldn't have been able to get Su Minglang for the rest of her life.

She hated her sister, Zuomu, even more. Not only did he not help her, but he also added fuel to the fire. His eyes were fixed on her, and he kept asking her, sticking to her like a piece of dog skin plaster.

"Sis, do you have a bad feeling when you see someone prettier than you?"

Zuo ai was so angry that her eyes were almost green that she wished she could sew her mouth shut.

However, he had to put on a stiff smile. "Be wild, don't be here."

"Hey, what are you talking about? At least I'm a literary youth. Do I know how to draw? Elegant art. How could you carry your sister away like this?" The uglier Zuo Ai looked, the more Ai Mu stimulated her.

"Hey, do you wish our mother had never given birth to me? Or would it be better to destroy humanity when you were born?"

"Zuomu! Shut up!"

Zuo ai was going crazy.

Listening to the two sisters bickering, Tong Hua did not change his mind. It was just a little funny. Ai Mu was a girl who had the ability to piss people off. No matter how ladylike she looked, she could still grasp the exciting theme and not relax.

"Ladiesand gentlemen -"

Soon, the dinner began.

The host was from the city tv station. She was beautiful, generous and decent. Her pure english floated in the hall, and the rhythm of the dinner party started slowly. But it was at this moment that a small episode happened unprepared.

Just as Tong Hua was paying attention to the stand, a waiter came over with a plate to feed the table. She didn't know if it was her own fault or something tripped over her feet. The tray was filled with glass cups filled with fresh fruit sweat and she poured them over to tong ting.

Ah!

She gave a light cry. Tong Hua was in no hurry.

Of course, she was fine, just a glass of juice poured on her beautiful evening dress.

"Sorry, l'm sorry-"

The waiter seemed to be frightened, so he quickly cleaned up his glass and apologized to her.

The taste of freshly squeezed juice hit her nose. Tong Hua looked at her and the smile froze.

Coincidence? Or was it a romantic drama?

In the waiter's panicked apology, she slightly frowned and slowly wiped the tissue Ai Mu handed her, saying nothing.

Sure enough.

Zuo Ai's expression brightened up when he saw her in a mess. "Mr. Tong, hurry up and deal with it." With that, she turned her head and said proudly to the waiter, "Why are you still standing there? Why don't you bring the guests down to deal with it? Like what!"

"Yes! Yes!" The waiter lowered his head. "Miss, would you please come with me?"

Tong Hua pursed his lips, stared at the waiter's face, and deliberately drank in a low, cold voice.

"What are you going to do for me? Do you know how much this suit costs? Can you afford it?!"

"Miss, we have spare ladies' clothes upstairs. Miss can use them first. I'll wash them and dry them for you."

Tong Hua smiled coldly as his lips parted.

A waiter who made such a big mistake at a dinner party and met a rude guest, she should be very flustered. But this one, his hands were not trembling, his legs were not weak, his voice was not trembling, his hands and feet and body movements, and there was no discordance. Apart from the rapid movement of the two eyes, there was no normal tension.

This is a phenomenon that does not conform to normal psychological logic.

Then, this cup of freshly squeezed juice, it is not an accident.

Can she still follow him? Unless she's stupid.

As long as she was in this banquet hall, she would be safe no matter what. But once he went upstairs and took off his clothes... What happened was unclear. She didn't know what zuo ai would do to her, but it must be for Su Minglang. What if you accidentally have an affair with a man?

After a thorough analysis, Tong Hua smiled indifferently.

"It's none of your business. Go down."

"Ah!" The waiter's eyes widened. "Miss..."

Slowly wiping away the wet material, Tong Hua did not look up and chuckled. "No need to deal with it. It's cool and the color of the sweat is beautiful. It matches my evening dress. It's like a chrysanthemum blossoming. What bright eyes!"

Zuo Ai frowned, obviously hesitating.

"Madam, a woman's image is very important. Your dress is very thin. You don't want to... Lose face, do you?"

Zuo Ai now admitted that she was Su Minglang's wife, but she was just saying this to remind Tong Hua that she was not losing her face, or Su Minglang's face.

Ai Mu agreed. "Go ahead, Tong Hua. Go get it."

Tong Hua looked at her innocent face and shook his head. "No need!"

"Why don't I go with you? Or go to the bathroom?"

Bathroom?

Tong Hua hesitated for a moment and shook his head. "That's it. The dinner is starting. I'm not the main character anyway. Just sit here. No one will notice me."

"Ugh! I didn't expect you to be more stubborn than me." Ai Mu shrugged his shoulders and smiled heartlessly. "But that's fine. Don't say it, it really looks like a few chrysanthemums! Let's just consider it a performance art!"

Seeing this, the waiter couldn't stay there any longer and apologized again.

Zuo ai's eyes darkened. Just as she was about to speak, a woman's voice beat her.

"Miss, I have a shawl for you."

A woman's voice is very spiritual and pleasant to hear, but it is not something that can be expressed in some concrete or abstract words. Tong Hua frowned slightly and turned his head, if only he met those eyes.

Warm, bright, sly, and innocent. The two extremes of emotion were all reflected in her eyes, making her unable to understand them for a moment. In her hand, she was holding a red shawl made of gauze. It was easy to guess that she was also from a famous family.

To be honest, Tong Hua needed this shawl.

However, she did not know what this strange woman meant.

"Take it. You're welcome." The woman smiled, patted her on the shoulder and put her shawl over it.

"Thank you!" Tong Hua took it over and rubbed it over his body. He suddenly felt warm. "How can I return it to you later?"

The strange woman blinked, her smile a little unruly, but not pretentious. "My name is Su lian, jp group."

Tong Hua looked into her eyes, which were dark, with a narrow smile. It made her people seem a little cynical, and this attitude made her feel a little familiar. However, she could not remember it for a moment.

"Miss su, please wait a moment. I'll return it to you after the dinner?"

Raising his eyebrows, Su lian chuckled. "Actually, it's not necessary. It's just a shawl. Come on, that's it. I'll go first. See you later?! Bye-bye!"

With that, he waved his hand and Su lian left, sitting right between the two tables.

Tong Hua sighed in his heart as he watched her slim silhouette from afar.

It seems that people can't be the same. There will be good people everywhere.

The episode was worth it.

At this time, the host was announcing with a smile on his face, "Now please welcome the representatives of the major enterprises, Mr. Cheung street, president of gh international group europe, to the stage to tell you about the concept of corporate philanthropy and the way the funds are donated, as well as the expectations for future philanthropic activities. Welcome, everyone."

Pa pa pa!

The applause was thunderous and the hall flashed.

Under the spotlight, Cheung street gracefully stepped onto the stage with a cold smile on his lips. In such a lively atmosphere, there was no other reaction from him, enough to prove that this person's temperament was stable. However, there was a sharp edge hidden in his long, thin, sharp eyes, which added to his sense of alienation in his calm and introverted manner.

Such a man would undoubtedly have a fatal attraction to women.

The most important thing was that Cheung street was not only young and handsome, but also capable and had such a high position. He even knew Su Minglang and even Wu Shilong. It was really strange. It could be seen that Su Minglang did not have a good impression of him, but there was no hostility.

"Is he Cheung street?"

"So young, so handsome..."

"I've heard of him. I didn't expect..."

Cheung street was talking slowly from top to bottom, and Tong Hua's ears were already filled with all kinds of whispers. A plain, low-profile person, the first appearance gave a strong enough sense of existence, coupled with his unforgettable handsome appearance. Without a doubt, he became the most outstanding male lead at the dinner tonight.

The lights were flashing, and the cameras of the media were focused on him, and the eyes of all the unmarried young ladies were even brighter.

But Tong Hua's mouth was also the one that poisoned him the most.

She kept poking Tong Hua on the shoulder, winking at her, and talking about it, which probably meant, "Tong Hua, look at my buddy. If you hadn't been given something by Su Minglang, you could have been with him."

Miss Aimu seemed to be upset that the matchmaker didn't make it.

Tong Hua shook his head and smiled.

To be honest, she admired herself for being able to laugh at this time. The sweat from his chest was so sticky that it almost soaked his whole body. And the juice flowed down her chest, almost soaking her underwear. Although there was a shawl on the outside, could it be comfortable inside?

She really wanted to leave immediately, but she couldn't leave now, and she didn't want to.

If you don't want to leave, you have two ideas. Zuo ai wants to deal with her. She has been hiding from chu yi, but she can't hide from eleven. Secondly, she wanted to see if Su Minglang would come.

If not, what I said before was all rubbish! Just throw away the necklace.

She thought so much that she didn't hear what Cheung street said on stage, let alone what the host said next. When she finally came to herself, Cheung street, with a smile on his face, was already standing in front of her.

"Miss Tong, please!"

Please what?

Tong Hua, who was completely out of the party state, listened to the magnetic male voice coming from above, looked at the man's cold eyes under the light, and was in a trance not understanding the situation at all. Of course, she did not know that she had become the center of attention on the field.

Seeing her stupidity, Zuo Ai, who was sitting next to her, was angry. The smell was getting stronger.

"Miss Tong, Zhang Boss wants you to start the dance. You can't... You can't dance, can you?"

As for the outstanding men after another, all they could see was Tong Hua. Miss Zuo Ai's resentment accumulated so much that she was a little too big to contain.

Stunned, Tong Hua greeted Cheung street with a smile, but did not reach out his hand. Instead, he pointed to Zuo Ai, who was smiling with a stiff face. "I'm sorry, Zhang Boss. It's not convenient for me. Why don't you invite Zuoxiaojie?"

Cheung street frowned. "Miss Tong, won't you reward a thin face?"

"I really don't know how to dance."

"I'll teach you." With one hand behind her back, Cheung street once again offered her a gentleman's invitation.

Tong Hua sighed in his heart. He didn't know why all the people he met were so stubborn and difficult to deal with. In desperation, ye simply pulled her hands away from her chest and embarrassed to show him a layer of fruit juice.

"Look, I really can't go onstage. I'm afraid I'll stain Zhang Boss's clothes."

"Zhang mou doesn't care."

Still holding his hands, Cheung street's cold face was smiling.

At this moment, the whispers around them grew louder. The opening dance was for the sake of the organizer, and zhang jie's invitation to Tong Hua naturally gave her a great deal of face. This was an opportunity that many unmarried women couldn't get, but it fell on the head of a married woman...

She actually refused? How ignorant.

Tong Hua's eyelids twitched, thinking that if she didn't reach out her hand, she would be killed by those women's eyes.

However, she really had no way to dance happily with the juice all over her body!

"I'm sorry, Zhang Boss..."

"Come with me -" before she could finish her sentence, Cheung street suddenly bent over and grabbed her wrist, dragging her to the center of the stage without any resistance. Then she spun around slightly, hugged her narrow waist, and smoothed her hair, dancing to the rhythm of the music as she stepped on the drums.

Almost at the same time, the dinner staff also cooperated to turn off the lights in the entire hall.

Just as the lights went out, a beam of light fell from the roof and landed on the two people in the middle of the stage alone.

As a result, Tong Hua and zhang jie became the focus of attention.

"Miss Tong, give zhang some face. Just follow me."

"...

Tong Hua, who was completely stunned, followed his footsteps passively and staggered a few times, dumbfounded!

Logically speaking, isn't this kind of overbearing thing only done by a man like Su Minglang who has no manners or character? Did you really not expect this Cheung street to have a strong predatory side? Did she misjudge him, or did she not understand him at all?

Cheung street held her so tightly that her hard chest heaved up and down, and her breathing was clearly uneven.

This kind of contact made Tong Hua a little uncomfortable.

Especially when you can't see anything around you, you can only look up at the face of the man in front of you.

It felt like they were the only ones left in the world.

The sound of music flowed out slowly, and the light on them was like a bright moon, with intoxicating radiance. The man held her hand in his warm palm and slowly carried her, slowly following his rhythm into the play.

Under Cheung street's guidance, Tong Hua slowly entered the state, his movements were not as stiff as before, and his body relaxed... You know, dancing not only requires movement, but also good eye and mind coordination.

As a result, she looked at Cheung street with a slight smile in her eyes. Under the light, the bottom of her eyes seemed to be stained with spring water, and soon she danced at the same frequency as him, and the blood of the men below the stage began to spread.

It has to be said that Cheung street is a very good partner. Although she was not familiar with the national standard dance, the man was able to control her balance well and not let her lose face. The two of them were either facing each other, spinning or twisting, and his gaze fell on her face all the time, as if he were looking at a loving couple, which brought her emotions to life.

Boring!

This was Tong Hua's further evaluation of zhang street.

A man who looked serious and reserved did not expect to dance so well.

While she was pondering and evaluating Cheung street, she did not know how seductive and charming she was under the only light. That enchanting body curve, under the man's lead, was attractive and soul-stirring, firmly caught the sight of all the men on the field. She moved in, back, turned, twisted, a red shawl fluttered, or floated, matching with Cheung street's black suit, white shirt, and the perfect combination. Every part, every cell seemed to have hooks.

In the swaying of their cuddling, the crowd had long quietened down.

A woman who looked like a demon, her long hair was flowing, her skin was like cream, and her red veil was raised...

A tall, deep, handsome man with a focused gaze...

The two men and women were dancing in each other's arms, no doubt full of some kind of seduction of love and lust.

In the sound of music, Tong Hua became more and more immersed in the man's superb dance skills. Suddenly, the man's grip on her finger tightened, and the palm on her back pressed her back with force, and the two bodies were tightly pressed together.

Wow!