Chapter 56 Do you know which woman’s scent it is?

"Did Jiang Zhiyue offend you or make you unhappy? I will warn her." Director Wang said loyally.

Lin Xian'er's hair fell like a black waterfall. She wore a black long dress and an exquisite diamond necklace around her neck. She looked extraordinarily noble.

She sneered, her eyes were sweet, and she muttered complaints with a hint of coquettishness.

"Director, I think you have made a mistake. Do you think I am a demon who bullies others by taking advantage of my power?"

"I am just maintaining the pyramid game. There is no order without rules. Do we have to put up with people who don't belong to our world? Who is the protagonist of this world?"

Director Wang said respectfully, "Of course it's you. They are not worthy of being compared with you."

"What about Yanzhu?" Lin Xian'er leaned lazily against the back of the chair and smiled, "Is she worthy of being compared with me?"

Director Wang thought of their relationship and nodded immediately, "You and Miss Bai are both the best women in Brandenburg."

Lin Xianer's expression changed. She suddenly stood up and grabbed Director Wang by the collar.

"Wrong answer, Brother Junyue is the only person in this world who can be compared with me!"

"But I smelled a weird smell in his car!"

"Do you know which woman's aura it is!?"

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The lights come on and night falls.

In the long corridor of the Grand Gao Club, the lights are ambiguous and colorful light balls are flickering on the ground. There are bar booths on the first floor and independent rooms on the second floor.

Jiang Zhiyue followed the address on the navigation and came here. The people coming and going were all couples dressed brightly and beautifully, with a very exquisite temperament like stars.

The lights in the corridor grew dimmer and dimmer, and on the dance floor separated by a door, those bright and beautiful clothes before became revealing bikinis.

"You don't look like you're here to have fun. Who are you looking for?" A voice suddenly came from above her head. Jiang Zhiyue turned around and saw a rich young man who was dressed like Gu Zhaoye. He had a proud temperament and was accompanied by a few well-dressed teenagers with a nonchalant temperament. They looked like regulars at nightclubs.

Jiang Zhiyue dialed the number and silently stepped aside.

"I'm not here to look for anyone. Do you want to play with us?" The boy invited directly and reached out to hold her wrist, but someone was one step faster than him.

A piece of cold white wrist bone, without any accessories, with slender and powerful finger bones, grabbed Jiang Zhiyue's arm and pulled her behind her.

Mu Liansheng was holding a glass of red wine, his collar slightly open, and he looked casual and lazy, obviously having just come out of a private room.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't know these were your people, Mr. Mu." The young man who had been so arrogant just now was now so frightened that he ran away in a hurry without waiting for Mu Liansheng to tell them to get out.

"What a pretty little kitten, you'll be coveted wherever you go." Mu Liansheng looked calm and turned around slowly. His facial features were naturally soft and handsome, and his deliberately gentle expression made him look even more charming.

"I agree to your request. Give me back my diary." Jiang Zhiyue didn't like the way he looked at her. Just as she was about to turn her head away to avoid this look, her chin was suddenly pinched by someone.

Mu Liansheng looked at her with his eyelids drooping frivolously. Her beautiful little face, which was the size of a palm, could be completely covered by his palm. She looked at him with such clean and innocent big eyes. It was a terrible feeling.

"You don't want to, so how dare you come to a place like this? Aren't you afraid that I will hurt you again?"

"Give me back my diary." Jiang Zhiyue took a step back and kept a safe distance from him.

Mu Liansheng licked his lips, and his affectionate gaze became more dangerous in the dim light.

"What a bummer! That's all you can say."

He was about to say something when he heard footsteps.

Out of the corner of her eye, Jiang Zhiyue saw a man in a black suit. He was dressed very casually, with lipstick marks on his shirt collar. "Liansheng, what happened? Why did you run out without saying a word?"

He spoke in a caring tone, but his hands were around his female companion's slender waist. The man looked at Jiang Zhiyue, a flash of surprise in his eyes, and said with a little confusion, "So you've changed your taste and are teasing the little sister."

Mu Liansheng laughed and pulled Jiang Zhiyue over, "What little sister? This is my sister. Isn't she cute?"

He reached out and pinched the girl's face. Her little face was so obedient and soft, so tender and delicate, just like a stubborn and pretty little white flower. It was so clean, how could she not want someone to damage it.

"When did you get such a beautiful sister?" The man shook his dizzy head, reeking of alcohol.

Having stayed in the club for many years, no one had ever seen anyone more pure than her. Jiang Zhiyue endured for a long time, until the drinking party was over, and then Mu Liansheng went to the sports car to get the diary and returned it to her.

The man exuded a strong fragrance and smell of alcohol, and his mouth was always talking nonsense. His friends were drunk, and some of them actually believed that she was Mu Liansheng's sister and clamored for Mu Liansheng to introduce her to them. They were simply a group of ridiculous and unreasonable lunatics.

The most important thing about Jiang Zhiyue's diary is that it records a lot of times and dates, as well as some complaints about Gu Zhaoye's daily life. Jiang Zhiyue is not worried that Mu Liansheng can understand what those timelines refer to, even though they include a time and place where he was supposed to meet.

From Mu Liansheng's perspective, Jiang Zhiyue was in a hurry to get a diary without any secrets, but it would be embarrassing if her things fell into his hands and it got out.

The condition that Mu Liansheng was willing to return the diary was very simple: Jiang Zhiyue had to go to Xie Lishe's convention and exhibition center on weekends and work as a translator.

"Looking at the many books in minority languages in your room, being a translator shouldn't be a difficult task for you." He kneaded the girl's face and put his arms around her waist affectionately.

The eighteen-year-old girl's face was full of collagen, and it turned red after he pinched it twice. Mu Liansheng stared at the girl's lips with eyes as hot as molten lava, and suddenly asked her what gift she wanted.

"After this incident, don't bother me anymore."

Jiang Zhiyue took the things, turned around and left. Mu Liansheng no longer had that sweet fragrance in his arms. He leaned against the door of the sports car, took out a cigarette box from his trouser pocket, and couldn't help but take out a cigarette and light it up.

The man tilted his head and exhaled a cloud of smoke. In the dark night, his smile became even more wicked.

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On the way home, Jiang Zhiyue did a quick search for Xie Lishe's Convention and Exhibition Center. That place is a large international center that integrates exhibitions, conference activities, commercial offices, and hotels.

The most eye-catching news over the weekend was that the Xiao family's prince will accompany foreign guests to visit and browse rare paintings and antiques.