"Let's go, I..."
"Oh, isn't this Miss Su, the acting president of Huaxiang?" A sudden male voice interrupted, making Su Nian and Cheng Yun frown involuntarily. They turned to see a man in his forties holding a glass of red wine, looking at them with great interest.
Su Nian didn't recognize him and glanced at Cheng Yun, who gave Su Nian a look. Instantly, Su Nian realized that this man was up to no good, and she became slightly more cautious, though her smile remained unchanged. "May I know your name?"
"Hmph, you don't know my name? Stop pretending!" The old man pursed his lips, his eyes brazenly scanning Su Nian's curvaceous figure.
Although Su Nian was wearing a strapless evening gown today, everything except her shoulders and arms was covered. It was one of the most conservative dresses at the event. Even so, her figure was still strikingly attractive, leaving many secretly envying Zheng Haoyu's good fortune.
