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  “Holy crap Third Brother, Yan Hua must have lost at least 10 kilos!” Last time her face was full of flesh that when she smiled, one could not tell her eyes from her nose.

  Now that the contours of her face were on display, anyone could see that her foundation was actually quite good. It was not as bad as Lan Yanzhi had thought. Who would have thought?

  If she could slim down completely, she would definitely not lose to those socialites competing with one another for beauty in the banquet hall.

  Bo Yan, with one hand in his pants pocket, stood upright, his perfectly ironed suit pants wrapped around his long legs and a pair of rimless glasses perched on his well-defined nose. He looked handsome and refined, though his countenance exuded his usual coldness coming out from his eyes.

  “Third Brother, are you interested in Yan Hua again, seeing that she’s lost so much weight?”


  Bo Yan’s handsome jaw clenched tight and there was a mocking smile on his lips. “She’s still fat even though she’s lost weight. There are a lot of women out there. Why would I need her?”


  Lan Yanzhi laughed and did not speak.

  Bo Yan saw that after Yan Hua greeted Su Mo with a smile, she kept on looking at him with admiration and a trace of cold sharpness flashed past his eyes eyes under the lenses. His thin lips were pursed tightly into a straight line and he seemed even more icy and indifferent compared to before.

  During her conversation with Su Mo, Yan Hua felt that there was a cold gaze that was impossible to ignore, looking at her. She looked around but found no one looking at her.

  Who could it be?

  Suddenly, there were some noise coming from the banquet hall.

  Everyone looked towards the stairway, including Nan Zhi, who was standing in the corner.

  Three men came down from the stairs, with Mu Sihan in front. He was wearing a hand-tailored black suit, a silver shirt with a tie underneath with a pocket square in his left breast pocket. He had one hand in his pants pocket, his expression cold and arrogant, the very epitome of elegant nobility.

  Lan Yanzhi, in a royal blue suit and Bo Yan, who was in black, walked behind Mu Sihan.

  When the three of them appeared, their presence was even more outstanding than the entrance of an entourage of international stars.

  Many rich ladies had their eyes fixed on them, almost like a pack of starving, crazed wolves.

  The banquet officially began.

  After briefly introducing the brilliant achievements of S.G Corporation, the host invited Mu Sihan to speak on stage and was met with warm applause.

  Mu Sihan was not holding on to a script. He walked up to the rostrum and stood in front of the microphone, his countenance cold and domineering, dignified and articulate.

  Nan Zhi looked at the man on stage. He had combed up all his hair today off his face, revealing his full forehead and the well-defined features which sculpted over the contours of his face. He looked down on the people below stage like an emperor, giving out a kingly aura that would make people submit themselves to his rule.

  This Mu Sihan was like a completely different person from the gangsterish way he always acted in front of her usually.

  She felt like she didn’t know this man at all.

  This man was noble, cold and distant, and someone who she could only look up to.

  Qin Yubing was standing closest to the stage and couldn’t help but look up at the man on stage, her exquisitely made up face full of admiration and expectation.

  When he spoke, his voice was mellow and full of masculinity, a deep baritone that captivated the hearts of the women in the room.

  Qin Yubing felt a hot current flowing in her body. She was proud of the man on stage and at the same time, a sense of pride and vanity grew from inside her.

  Tonight, this man with everyone’s attention would be inviting her to have the first dance!

  Qin Yubing was beaming with a proud smile on her face as if she had already regarded herself as the hostess!

  Several famous stars from Qin Yubing’s company were full of jealousy and ground their teeth when they saw how smug Qin Yubing was.

  This little b*tch was so lucky to have found a big financier and rob them of their resources!……

  After Mu Sihan finished his speech, his deep dark eyes scanned the banquet hall.

  His gaze landed on the woman wearing a pastel pink dress.

  Of all the women in the banquet hall, every one of them was looking at him. Everyone except her. She stood holding a plate and eating dessert, not seeming to acknowledge his presence at all.

  Mu Sihan’s lips pressed tightly into a straight line and a trace of anger flashed past his eyes.