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On the other side, Angel was furiously staring at An Xia's side, because to An Jia, the name 'Hua Li' was going to snatch away An Ying's market in the future. Di Cheng Group was going to advertise the name 'Wei Li', which would be the biggest disadvantage for An Ying!

Miss Liu glanced over. "Look, Angel's expression is really ugly. Miss An Xia, you and Lu Bai are the most favorable revenge for the An Family!"

"..." I'm sorry, I don't know what you're talking about. "

An Xia'er's heart was filled with complex emotions.

After the speech was done, it was time for the royal ball.

As the CEO of Di Cheng Group, Lu Bai's social contacts were unceasing. He seemed to be unable to spare any more time to visit An Xia'er.

However, everyone could guess that the 'Hua Li' brand had something to do with An Xia'er. Furthermore, she was Lu Bai's rumored woman. After the royal ball began, a few popular ladies and men walked towards her.

"Hello Miss An Xia'er. I'm the director of the female fashion magazine. May I ask if you can be our special guest for the next issue?"

"Miss An Xia'er is really beautiful. May I ask if we can be friends?" Why don't we come out some other day and have some afternoon tea? "

"I've long heard that Miss An Xia is the daughter of that Xia family, so it's an honor for the An family to adopt Miss An Xia!"

"That's right. I've always been on Miss An Xia's side …"

These people all had the same skill of pretending to be familiar with each other.

An Xia'er looked at the fences before her and said with narrowed eyes, "Thank you. I'm sorry, but I need to go pick up a call."

Anthea didn't want to talk to the famous ladies who turned the tables like a book, but she knew she would probably have more contacts in the future, so she tactfully found an excuse to leave the press conference.

Perhaps it was because the press conference was over, but when An Xia arrived at the door, the two bodyguards gave her a perfunctory glance before letting her pass.

After leaving the hotel, the fresh night air blew towards An Xia'er, blowing away the fragrance of fine wine, perfume, and rouge that had enveloped her nose just now.

After An Xia came out, she took out her cell phone and saw a few calls from Zhan Qian.

She pulled it back. "Zhan Qian?"

"Little Xia? You have a guest tonight... "Oh, don't push me!" Zhan Qian's voice came over the phone. It seemed like there were a lot of people over there.

"Where are you?" An Xia'er frowned.

"Where is he? It should be outside of the Di Cheng International Resort Villa! " Zhan Qian shouted, "I'm preparing to enter the entertainment industry now, but tonight I'm planning to take the headlines to show my ability as a journalist. I just didn't expect that it's inconvenient to go anywhere without the newspaper's press ID …"

Then, there came another shout from Zhan Qian, "Hey, why are you trying to squeeze?! The press conference is not over yet!"

An Xia'er was shocked. "Ah?" Are you outside now? You... Are you really going to be an entertainment reporter? "

"That's right, don't think that you can't kill me just because you have the ability to do so in the S City business newspaper industry. That's what you call having the ability to roam the media world!"

An Xia'er pursed her lips. "I'm sorry. Actually, I …"

She knew very well why Zhan Qian would lose her job.

For a moment, his heart was filled with guilt.

Hearing the ruckus on the other end of the phone, An Xia'er suddenly thought of something. "But don't worry, Zhan Qian, I've met a well-known woman who runs a magazine. I've introduced you to that magazine, so your salary definitely won't be low …"

"Let's not talk about this for now. I don't want to go to a magazine that I'm not familiar with." "Little Xia, tell me right now, is Di Cheng's press conference over at your side over yet? How much longer does it need? As well as the business leaders that came tonight, let me know …"

An Xia knew that Zhan Qian wanted to get the first piece of news, so she turned around and looked behind her at the entrance of the hotel. "The announcement is already over. It's still a party now, but it might be Di Cheng Group's press conference." "Business leader, you have quite a lot to talk about. There's the American financial giant crocodile …"

"Ah?" "Is it the GK International —" Zhan Qian immediately called out to the world's largest financial consortium's leader.

"No." "It's McVane …"

Zhan Qian sighed in disappointment.

Anxia roughly explained the situation in the hotel before hanging up.

She looked outside the hotel and then at the hotel behind her, feeling a bit awkward — —

She couldn't go back by herself now. She had forgotten that she didn't drive here tonight. It was Lu Bai's driver who was going to pick her up.

She would probably have to take Lu Bai's car or trouble Lu Bai's driver when she returned this time.

"Sigh, forget it. Let's return to the hotel first."

Anxia sighed and turned around.

As soon as An Xia turned around, she felt a wave of dizziness!

An Xia'er's face turned pale as she held her forehead. "Mmm, mmm …"

An Xia'er swallowed hard, feeling the soreness rising from her stomach.

A figure wearing expensive leather shoes walked in from the entrance of the hotel.

Anxia shook her head.

Another wave of dizziness hit him.

An Xia'er's vision turned black as she slowly collapsed to the ground.

Her purse and cell phone fell to the floor, onto the carpet, without a sound.

The man stood in front of her, looking at her.

Inside the press conference hall, it was a magnificent scene of both high society and international business.

After chatting with the others for a while, Lu Bai's gaze shifted to the banquet hall and asked Secretary Qin, "Did she go back?"

"CEO Lu, the bodyguard at the entrance of the venue has been informed." Secretary Qin said, "I've given her permission, but now that the press conference is over, she should know what you're thinking tonight. Even if she's not here now, it doesn't matter much anymore."

Lu Bai's eyes were sharp, "I asked the driver to bring her here. If she didn't drive here, how would she go back?"

"Is that so?" Secretary Qin stood beside him and said, "But since that's the case, that young lady will probably just go out for some fresh air and will be back very soon."

As a man's intuition, Lu Bai subconsciously glanced at his surroundings —

If nothing else, the reception would still be grand.

But...

The Moose City is no longer here?

Lu Bai had always been wary of this man.

"I can handle this." Lu Bai said, "Bring someone out to see An Xia."

"Yes, CEO Lu."

Secretary Qin nodded and brought the two bodyguards to the main entrance of the banquet hall.

Lu Bai tightened his grip on the wine cup.

There was something emotional about what he had said to Anchor, but he just wanted her to know how much he valued their marriage. Anchor might not be able to tell the world that they were married, but if he did, the result would be different.

He would hold up the 'Beauty' brand and let her have her own identity and value even if she left the An clan and didn't have the Xia clan.

It was the creator of a brand!

This was an identity that was more capable and emboldened than any other famous woman. She could make herself into a Wealthy Class person by making a bigger brand, and she didn't need to be said to be connected to anyone.

He understood that this was what An Xia wanted. Although she didn't say it …

In fact, her pride was greater than anyone else's.

The wine in the glass was reflected in the luxurious overhead light, and in the white brown eyes of the Lu Bai was a broken and blurred light, like the bright night.

"CEO Lu, do you still have time to be distracted?" Pei Ou walked over and glanced at his surroundings. "Your social meetup here is almost over. Are you not going to accompany your Miss An Xia'er?" You didn't see her, did you really run back? "

"Let's go out." Lu Bai brought the wine cup to his lips.

Amongst the crowd.

Angel looked around, her face filled with anxiety.

Naturally, there were some people she knew in this business meeting as well. Two famous young ladies were gathered around her.

"Prince Mu …" Could he have left? " One of the young women said.

"How is that possible?" Another young lady sincerely said to Angel, "Qi'er is still here. As her fiance, how could Prince Mu leave her behind? I think the eighth floor is …"

"You guys shut up." Angel replied coldly.

The two women on the side stopped talking.

"Impossible …" A trace of unease flashed through her clear eyes. "He was just here a moment ago and said that he wanted to go to the smoking area."

Moose City did not come back after that.

She went to the smoking area to take a look, but she did not see Moose City.

The two women next to Angel were both jealous of Angel and Lu Bai's relationship. At the same time, they were flattering Angel and joining together to stand against a common enemy!

Just then, the two famous women looked around in surprise, "Eh? "Why is An Xia no longer here?"

Angel glanced around the venue, and sure enough … An Xia saw it as well.

Her expression changed and she quickly picked up her phone to call Moose City.

No one answered Moose City's phone.

Angel listened to the unanswered call, her hand shaking slightly. "Impossible …" You can't do this to me. "

"Tsk." A young woman said. "I saw An Xia'er talking to Crown Prince Mu before the meeting. She might have gone to seduce Mu Tai again …"

Angel's face turned cold. "What did you say?"

Another young lady looked at Angel and immediately bumped into her. "How is that possible? Prince Mu and Qi'er are engaged."

"Right, right." The famous woman immediately changed her words. "Definitely not. Qi'er and Prince Mu met back in university. In the future, An Xia will impersonate you and take over Prince Mu. Prince Mu won't forget you. You and Prince Mu have a deep relationship …"

However, Angel's expression changed, because only she knew that her relationship with Moose City had changed.

She made a call to the Mu family. "I'm Angel …" "Excuse me, did you go back to the city?"

"Young master hasn't come back yet, didn't Miss Qi'er come to attend the business gathering with him?" The Mu family's steward answered the phone.

Angel pricked her palm with her fingernails.

"Miss Qi'er?" The Mu family's steward politely asked her, "May I ask what happened? Is the young master not at your place?"

Angel tightened her grip on her phone. "Tell Old Madam Mu that Si Cheng might …"