He glanced at Qin Xian and Leng Yunlin by his side, their eyes met, and he silently gave a thumbs up.
"Wow, I knew it, Yu Zexiao really has something special for this little secretary! If they teased him about having a close relationship with other women, I bet Yu Zexiao wouldn’t even blink an eye, at most giving you a sideways glance with a look as if to say, ’Silly humans,’" without so much as deigning to argue with you.
But this time, it must be true—nine times out of ten!
If it weren’t so, Yu Zexiao would definitely not have shown such agitation in front of so many people! Ling Yichuan was only making a few casual teasing remarks, as if he really had made an improper advance on Jian Anning, this was definitely the rhythm of a male lion whose territory and mate had been violated!
Could it be that this time, it’s no mere infatuation, but—his true destined love?
A few bored, long-haired fellows exchanged glances and then silently nodded.
Since there’s still plenty of time, why not give it a try...
It was during a tense moment in the atmosphere of the bar.
"Yo, what’s going on? Bro, did you have a fight with Xingxing again?" From a distance, a woman’s clear laugh rang out, and everyone turned their heads to see Ling Yinuo approaching.
She and Ling Yichuan were twins, having inherited the best from their parents, she was also quite beautiful. Perhaps due to the cultivation of her family from a young age, her beauty carried a bit of nobility and indifference. Next to Jiang Xuanqi, who relied solely on her looks to rise in the entertainment industry, she seemed restless and superficial.
Who was the woman standing behind Ling Yinuo?
That person, wearing a black mini skirt, with silver high heels, and her hair flowing down, if not Jian Anning, then who?
Yet, even though it was Jian Anning, it didn’t seem like the usual Jian Anning. At that moment, she had shed her usual loose, casual dress for a snug, body-hugging fabric that showed off her curves to the maximum! Paired with the black base color, it further accentuated her slim waist and fair skin, especially under the dim lights of the bar, drawing the eye.
What was even more surprising was her face!
How to put it, no matter how you looked at it, that face didn’t seem much different from her usual one. The features remained the same, and so did her appearance. But perhaps Ling Yinuo had slightly made her up, turning her usually dignified and clear visage into that of a nymph of the night!
Ling Yinuo subtly extended her eyeshadow at the corners of her eyes, making it seem as though she was giving a seductive glance whenever she looked at you.
And Jian Anning’s lips were coated with the latest cherry lip gloss, especially the outlining of the lip line, which brought out a slightly upturned curve on her already plump lips. Combined with her pair of slightly cold but seductive eyes, and the pair of black clothes that accentuated her slim waist and long legs, plus a pair of silver high heels reflecting a cold light under the lights, she could very well serve as the synonym for a Chanel perfume—"Poison"!
Yes, poison, fragrant and sweet, yet with an alluring, chilling allure that made people involuntarily indulge, involuntarily fall, yet relish in it!