ed.——Lin Jinran slept for another two or three hours, recovered her energy, and ate dinner alone.Fu Mochen didn't come back, which let Lin Jinyan breathe a sigh of relief. She returned to the bedroom...The more I think about it, the more I feel that Lin Jinran doesn't deserve any of this. It's probably just luck.

She didn't believe her luck would be worse than Lin Jinran's. After all, she had researched Fu Mokhan's preferences in advance. Plus, with the plastic surgery and makeup over this period, she was indeed a little different from before, more introverted.

With confidence, she walked up to Fu Mo's face. She gracefully raised her red wine glass and smiled sweetly at him, "Mr. Fu."

Fu Mo'han, who was chatting idly with other company executives, glanced at her from the corner of his eye. Confirming that he didn't recognize her, he gave a faint nod as a greeting, and wasn't about to pay any further attention.

Su Meili was naturally unwilling to give up. She moved her feet and circled in front of Fu Mo Han, continuing to smile and introduce herself, "President Fu, I am the human resources manager of An Ya Group, my name is Su Li."

Intentionally hiding a character from the word "beautiful," she was indeed afraid that Fu Mochen would remember her name.

It was clear her worry was excessive, Fu Mo Han had no intention of remembering unimportant people.

Glancing coldly at the woman before him, dressed in a plain white evening gown, with long hair cascading down her shoulders and a pure makeup look, a subtle frown creased his brow.

Even though the woman in front of me has makeup and an evening gown, giving her a pure appearance, there is always a very obvious sense that it was all done deliberately.

She probably forgot to change her perfume. The strong scent hit my nose and was quite overwhelming.

Fu Mo's voice was cold, "Miss Su, is there something the matter"

"Oh, it's nothing, really." Su Meili noticed Fu Mo Han's furrowed brows and her heart tightened.

It's not that Fu Mochen likes this kind of woman, why is his expression so disgusted

She lowered her head slightly, putting on the air of a young woman newly in love, and explained softly, “I’ve always heard that Mr. Fu is brilliant and successful, and I’ve admired him for a long time. When I had the chance to meet him today, I just wanted to say hello.”

Su Meili used to be the class beauty, naturally beautiful. Over the years, she has been getting plastic surgery and fine-tuning, plus she has always been in these kinds of situations, so she has long since become skilled at putting on a facade of being the type of woman that a man would want.

She just appeared, and really caught the eyes of a few young masters.

It's a pity that she insisted on provoking Fu Mo Han.

Fu MoHan completely didn't buy into her act. His expression was cold and his tone distant, "Since there's nothing else, I have some confidential matters to discuss with Mr. Zhang, so I won't keep you company."

Having said that, he strode towards the small cubicle a short distance away.

Zhang Zong, who was with Fu Mo寒, watched Su Meili standing stiffly in place, let out a sneer and followed Fu Mo寒's pace away.

Su Meili stamped her foot angrily, she definitely had to find the person who gave her the information. What with a white dress, long hair and a shy expression, Fu MoHan would definitely notice!

Fake, it's all fake!

Her actions just now caused some women to giggle and whisper amongst themselves. Su Meili, hearing these hushed but pointed remarks, flushed crimson with embarrassment.

It has always been men chasing after her, when will she ever be treated with such scorn

Unwillingly, she pinched her bag and turned away angrily towards the door. Now, trying to pick up other people would be a loss of face; it was better to just leave first.

After leaving the hotel, Su Meili began to hail a taxi, but she waited and waited, becoming increasingly impatient and started cursing.

"Wherever a beautiful woman goes, I'll send her there." A flamboyant red Ferrari stopped beside Su Mei's. Inside the car window, a man with deep brown hair and a mischievous smile appeared.rom the back row bending over and stuffing a bag into her arms, whispering, "You're in the car, keep an eye on the bag."He wanted to urinate too, but Xu Ronghua held onto Sun Erliang’s bag tightly. T...