Chapter 145

My eyebrows rose. It was her. Ah, old Yuan was using this tactic.

Evan approached. I stayed back. Attending a wine tasting and trying to prevent being mistakenly included as the eleventh beauty would be a disaster. If they touched me, even with Evan’s protection, I’d still be at a loss, and I couldn’t hit anyone with a wine bottle. Also, I had a more important task–monitoring them to prevent them from spiking his drinks. I found a discreet spot where I could observe the whole room.

Several sofas were arranged in a large square, with coffee tables in the center. Evan didn’t sit where Yuan Xinjiang had placed him; he chose a single–seater. The message was clear: Don’t approach him.

CEOs. Evan was aloof, even fiddling with his

expression was lewd, but she only responded with a coy smile. I saw disgust in her eyes, though she hid it expertly. I sighed inwardly, despising the man: A disgusting “VIP“!

politely. It was a common courtesy, but she paused, then smiled, saying “You’re welcome.” Her smile was polite and sweet,

opened it for you; it’s perfectly aged. Try it,” Yuan Xinjiang

“decent” made the million–dollar wine seem like a two–for–one supermarket special… Yuan Xinjiang wanted to strangle the arrogant boy. When I was doing business with his

oblivious, leaning back casually, holding his wine but not drinking. His

scorned the vulgar, disliked flamboyant women, and

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