Ye Ning stood at a location that was actually designated for important guests at the banquet today, and these important guests, of course, included the five judges who were hired from different places.
Ye Ning understood, so she tensed up and subconsciously lowered her head to move aside with the crowd.
Although she couldn’t leave now, with her petite frame, she could hide in this crowd without being noticed by him.
However, she forgot about her newly acquired "identity"!
Having just ducked inside, not even ten seconds passed when from within the throng of people surrounding him, suddenly someone asked, "Eh? Where did Mrs. Lin go? Where did Mrs. Lin go?"
Ye Ning, standing amid the crowd, choked, and she stood there, holding her glass of wine as if she had been struck by a freeze spell, unable to move.
How could she have forgotten about this?
The uniform steps moved aside, and in an instant, she saw only a brightening in front of her eyes. Then, as everyone automatically dispersed, she stood there, seeing the few people now standing right in front of her, and at this moment, all their gazes turned toward her.
"Mr. La, Mr. Ou, this is Mrs. Yebai, the wife of Mr. Lin Yebai I mentioned. He was held up by some matters and hasn’t arrived yet, so his wife will be taking his place at the banquet for now."
For some reason, the lively banquet hall suddenly quieted down. Apart from the manager’s introduction, there was virtually no sound to be heard.
The weather in Japan at this time wasn’t cold, being the middle of summer, where could it be cold?
But for some reason, standing here, everyone suddenly felt a drop in temperature all around, and Ye Ning’s exposed skin felt goosebumps rising.
Was the air conditioning broken?
Everyone began looking around suspiciously.
Ye Ning also felt that coldness, especially when she saw his eyes lock onto hers after hearing she was Mrs. Lin, that chill on her body grew even stronger.
Those were eyes deep and dark, devoid of any light, with incredibly attractive eyelids. However, the gaze within was as if entering a whirlpool, revealing no emotion, no anger or joy. He just stood there expressionless, staring at her.
Ye Ning’s throat felt dry, and her mind was a bit foggy. This sudden situation left her somewhat unprepared.
The devil knows why she ended up with this identity?
So she gripped her glass a little tighter, ready to explain when the middle-aged man beside him, the diplomat La Shiwen, suddenly came over, "So you are Mrs. Yebai, a pleasure to meet you."
Just as she was about to deny it, she noticed a cold, mocking smile slide across the lips of the man standing behind him. Then, those eyes watching her suddenly retracted, and afterward, just like a stranger, he turned to the manager who had been speaking beside him.
"Mr. Ou, is this your first visit? Let me introduce you to a few guests over there."
His voice was faint, as if nothing had happened, and after responding, he put his hands in his pockets, turned, and left the area with the manager.
Ye Ning watched, stunned for a moment, feeling an inexplicable sense of loss welling up inside her...