Quan Shao's Secret Favorite: 36 Strategies for Attacking Marriage

On the third day of the charity gala, Shen Beichen held Lu Lin's arm affectionately, smiling: "Aren't you going to take me to meet the most influential designer of the year?"

Lu Lin's mood faded: "Baoluo Guangdi's design works can be included in the "Jinghong" charity auction party, isn't your design department thinking about it?"

Shen Beichen clicked his tongue.

Unexpectedly, Yun Mantian made a quick and accurate move this time, and the designer who did not know where to hire settled the organizer on the last day.

Out of the corner of her eye, she clearly saw the dismissive smile on the corner of Lu Lin's mouth, as if mocking her for relying on her relationship to become a monk halfway and forcibly marching into the LL Group and tied him by his side.

The same is true.

She would like to meet this extremely tall designer who has been rumored by the outside world.

Lu Lin turned around and stared at the protagonist on stage today, wearing a black dress with a tube top, half her body turned sideways, the flashlight on the stage hit her fair baby-like skin, and her neat short hair was indistinguishable.

A reporter asked: "Miss Tong, where did the design inspiration for your new product 'broken love' come from?"

"Miss Tong, as far as I know, you have no experience working abroad, can you be qualified for the position of director of Baoluo Guangdi's high-end jewelry department?"

"Your work is a perfect fusion of classic and modern spirit, which can be called this year's model. Do you have a secret?"

The woman on the stage smiled lightly: "I have a very meaningful teacher."

Lu Lin's original advance stopped in place, and his eyes passed through the crowds, and only then did he see the faces of the people on the stage.

Tong Chaohua!
His throat slid unnaturally, and his face suddenly pulled down, tense as if brushed with paste.

The hands in his trouser pockets were unconsciously clenched, suppressing all his impulses at this moment.

"Oh? Can you tell me more?"

"Ha, you know this teacher too, he is life."

The audience froze for a moment, and there was thunderous applause.

Tong Chaohua raised his head inadvertently, met that scorching gaze, and quickly turned away, with the corners of his mouth raised bitterly.

　Lu Lin was indeed with Shen Beichen.

Shen Beichen followed Lu Lin's line of sight, and only saw the back of the designer on the stage turning gracefully, pulling Lu Lin to pass.

She couldn't help approaching Lu Lin's ear and reminded: "Don't forget that there are all kinds of reporters, paparazzi, celebrities, ladies, daughters, and ladies here. Since we are going to play..." She raised her eyebrows and paused for a moment before emphasizing her tone, "Just do enough!"

She didn't get an answer from Lu Lin, only then did she notice the slight change in the expression on Lu Lin's face, what exactly did he see just now!
Why are you so absent-minded!

Someone walked towards Lu Lin with a wine glass, flattering the official work: "Mr. Lu, I believe that the next work that will appear here will be from the LL Group!"

Lu Lin put one hand on Shen Beichen's shoulder, and Shen Beichen was overjoyed. This was the first time that Lu Lin had contracted her so intimately in public!

But in the next second, Lu Lin pushed her out, and said to the flesh-faced person in front of him, "This is LL's design director, please give me your advice."

It was rare for Lu Lin to smile innocently, but Shen Beichen saw the overtones, that smile was unpredictable.

Then he strode aside under her astonished and complicated eyes.

The flesh-faced man put one of his business cards in Shen Beichen's hand, and there was something in his words: "It seems that Mr. Lu doesn't care about you very much."

Shen Beichen snatched the red wine from the man's hand with one hand, raised his face and poured it on the man, watching the red wine dripping from the man's face, it was extremely funny, and replied sarcastically: "Does that care about you?"

The empty wine glass fell directly behind the man, making a loud sound, which attracted the attention of many people...

Tong Chaohua was a little uncomfortable with the stiletto heels, so he found a random place to sit down.

The young bartender handed her a glass of wine, his face flushed slightly: "Challenge new tastes, dare to try?"

"Okay."

The cocktail was in his throat, and the transparent glass reflected the gorgeous chandelier above his head, but he saw a figure in the glass oppressing him.

Even her breathing became short of breath, and the hand holding the wine glass was dripping with sweat. The figure finally stopped less than one meter behind her.

After deliberating for a long time, a familiar sullen voice sounded in my ears-this beautiful lady, can I invite you to dance.

Tong Chaohua drank all the wine in the glass in one gulp, turning a deaf ear to it, she didn't want to do such a thing as taking a seat, she was so consummate, and she pretended to be passionate!
A look of disappointment flashed in Lu Lin's eyes, and then disappeared.

He reached out his hand to signal the bartender to serve the wine, stepped forward and sat next to Tong Zhaohua, shaking the cup in his hand playfully, looked at Tong Chaohua's clear side face, and asked with a smile, "Did we meet somewhere?"

"Oh?"

She snorted and laughed, this shrewd fox!
When the woman smiled, there were two shallow dimples on her face, which made people want to get closer.

The action had already betrayed Lu Lin one step ahead. He put his big hand on the woman's shoulder, almost crushing her bones, and asked through gritted teeth, "Where have you been these four years?"

Ignoring the murderous look in the man's eyes, Tong Zhaohua stared at the colorful cocktail in his glass and smiled harmlessly: "Fulfill your ambition and hypocrisy, and give you everything you want."

Her eyes dimmed, and she continued: "Mr. Lu should find someone else for the dancing."

"Is it?"

He suddenly approached her, the familiar smell and the coldness around her made her breathe stagnant.

The phrase "what else?" was stuck in her throat, and the next second the man put a big bracelet around her waist, and she couldn't move, so she looked at him helplessly.

Why did he confidently ask where she has been in the past four years?

Let her fend for herself in prison, frame her father to commit suicide in depression, and swallow the entire fairy tale group alive, isn't he easy to catch?

Why bother to be hypocritical at this moment.

The man dragged her halfway towards the center of the dance floor, Tong Zhaohua put one hand on his waist, she resisted with all her strength, but it was still in vain.

"You let go!"

Facing the woman's flushed face, Lu Lin relaxed his grip a little, but let her snuggle up against his shoulder.

During the breath, all the hot air penetrated into Tong Zhaohua's ears, and her heart beat violently uncontrollably.

His eyes as deep as the vast sea narrowed dangerously, and the anger in them gushed out. He asked coldly: "Why did you join Baoluo Guangdi, and why did you design 'broken love'?"

She raised her head and growled recklessly: "When did Boss Lu learn to be direct? This is not your style."

The woman put her pale and soft hand on his chest, stroked it lightly a few times, and she saw Lu Lin's face change.

He raised her slender arm by a degree, pulled her around perfectly, and Tong Zhaohua completely fell into his arms.

She was not annoyed either, and quietly listened to the man's furious voice: "Woman, don't cross the cordon!"

Tong Chaohua lowered his eyes so that Lu Lin could not see her bewildered expression.

The man's cold and terrifying eyes locked tightly on the woman in his arms: "Answer my question!"