With a single sentence, he was already hinting at his special place in her heart.
Huangfu Jue slightly furrowed his brows.
If that was indeed the case, Gan Yuan would certainly face a formidable rival.
Over the years, Annie had always been active in politics under her father’s guidance, and now she herself was serving in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs; coupled with her father’s influence, she would definitely be able to rally a considerable number of supporters within A Country.
Seeing that Huangfu Jue remained silent, Annie couldn’t help feeling a bit guilty.
"Do you... not have faith in me?"
"Of course not," Huangfu Jue summoned his thoughts back, "If Miss Annie could be elected successfully, I believe it would certainly lead to deeper cooperation between our two countries. I wish you success!"
In front of Annie, he obviously could not reveal his true thoughts—diplomatic jargon was something he had long since mastered to perfection.
Relieved, Annie took his perfunctory words as sincere, "Thank you. I will definitely... redouble my efforts. If I truly manage to win the election, I assure you that the cooperation between our two countries will certainly continue, and the future will undoubtedly be a win-win, with joint development."
Huangfu Jue nodded lightly, "Thank you for your hospitality, goodbye."
Delighted, Annie escorted him down the steps, watching his car drive away until she stood there for a long time, her palms clenched tightly at her sides.
She had to work hard on her campaign, because then, he would surely look at her with new respect.
Imagine, by that time, she would be President, he would be King—they would be such a well-matched pair!
Daydreaming about those beautiful scenes, she almost felt as if she were becoming lighter, and with that thought, she gathered her dress and turned, quickly stepping up the stairs.
The black car stopped in front of the hotel lobby, Gan Yuan gathered her dress and stepped out, striding towards the elevator, her lips unconsciously curving upwards as she thought of the evening’s events.
These past few days, the rift with Huangfu Jue felt like a huge boulder pressing on her chest.
She believed in her heart that he loved her, but she couldn’t help worrying that he might take her words seriously, worried that he really would leave her...
Now, she no longer had to worry about that; the man’s love for her was much more steadfast than she had imagined.
Compared to that, what did the grievances she had suffered earlier matter?
With the boulder in her heart finally gone, Gan Yuan was joyous while Jessica, by her side, was the exact opposite; throughout their way, she was grinding her teeth in anger, fiddling with the buttons on Will’s suit jacket.
Bastard, lecher, ghost...
The next time she saw him, she would definitely poke out his eyes, break his nose, and carve a few slashes on that handsome little face of his...
The elevator doors parted, and Gan Yuan stepped out, not hearing the footsteps behind her.
She turned her head in confusion, only to see Jessica still leaning against the elevator wall, viciously pinching the button of that suit jacket at her waist.
Jessica hurried out of the elevator, escorting Gan Yuan to the door of her room.
Gan Yuan steadied the door, "Go change your clothes!"
"Right, good night; call me if you need anything."
Jessica nodded at her and left. Gan Yuan pushed open the door to return to her room, casually placing her handbag on the foyer cabinet, discarding her high heels, and stepping barefoot onto the carpet, humming a cheerful tune.
"It seems the gala was quite delightful!"
From the sofa near the terrace, Moses’s voice sounded.
Gan Yuan was startled, and her lifted tiptoes landed back on the ground.