Chapter 123: 0123 sense of crisis
The night grew increasingly intense, and the media journalists had been waiting for hours. The reception of guests was coming to an end, and it had become rather quiet outside the hotel.
But the journalists did not leave just yet; after all, banquets were prime for news. Who could guarantee nothing would happen?
What if something did?
Just then, a black Rolls-Royce slowly pulled up…
No sooner had the car stopped than a man in a black suit, tall and handsome, quickly got out from the driver’s seat and respectfully opened the rear door.
“Miss… Miss Su, please be careful.”
His hand rested on the edge of the roof, his face full of cautious attention, fearing the slightest harm might come to the woman.
A chill voice floated in the increasingly thick night air.
The woman emerged slowly from the car. As the camera caught sight of her features, the air fell into a strange silence.
“Miss Su, this is the invitation President Fu prepared for you.”
Qin Feng bowed his head, not daring to look at Su Ran.
Su Ran paused slightly and felt a warmth in her heart as she looked at the invitation in Qin Feng’s hand.
This man always managed every detail so thoroughly – the outfit, the styling, the invitation…
Indeed, she didn’t have to worry about a thing.
“I have one of my own…”
“Miss Su, President Fu said this invitation would save you a lot of trouble.”
Su Ran was somewhat surprised, but once she saw the gold-carved rose on the invitation, she instantly understood.
She reached out to take it and asked,
“Will he be coming tonight?”
Qin Feng instinctively looked up at Su Ran, his heart skipped a beat, then he quickly lowered his head again and imperceptibly stepped back a couple of paces.
“To Miss Su, I… I don’t know.”
At those words, Su Ran nodded, feeling a touch of disappointment.
She held up the hem of her dress in one hand and carried the invitation and a purse in the other as she slowly walked towards the hotel.
Qin Feng stood respectfully aside, watching Su Ran’s retreating figure grow distant, and a sense of crisis welled up inside him.
This wouldn’t do; their lady boss was far too vulnerable tonight. He needed to report to President Fu immediately.
If other men whisked away the lady boss, wouldn’t President Fu end up a lonely, unwanted bachelor again?
As Su Ran’s silhouette gradually disappeared at the hotel’s entrance, the journalists snapped back to attention, hurriedly lifting their cameras while exclaiming in admiration and astonishment as they aimed their lenses at Su Ran…
What kind of beauty was that? A breathtaking splendor that left one gasping for air, unlike any heiress or distinguished young lady.
Compared to their gentle and elegant demeanor, this woman exuded a queenly, overpowering presence that signaled she was a real powerhouse.
“My goodness, who was that heavyweight just now? Why have I never seen her before?”
“Just based on that powerful aura, she definitely can’t be someone ordinary.”
“Oh my, wasn’t it said that someone from the Fu family would attend tonight’s banquet? Could she be from the Fu family?”
“Ah? Really? Did you guys get the shot? I didn’t…”
“I didn’t either, I forgot…”
The journalists collectively let out sighs of regret for their oversight.
And to Qin Feng’s ears, the sense of crisis only intensified.
Su Ran paid no attention to the commotion behind her, and soon she arrived at the hotel entrance.
“Welcome, esteemed lady, may I please see your invitation?”
Su Ran handed over her invitation.
The staff member opened it, his eyes flickered momentarily, and he handed it back to Su Ran with both hands, hastily adding his respects.