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On this side, Huang Shao had almost finished the work at hand when the phone rang at the right time.

He picked up the phone, and his niece's clear voice came from the other end: "Uncle, are you done? I'm having coffee with a friend in Reggio. Can you pick me up later?"

"Almost there. I'll call you when I get there."

An hour later, he drove to the door of the coffee shop, stopped, rolled down the window and waited for his niece to come out of the store.

He saw someone pushing the door open, followed by a beautiful woman in high heels and big wavy hair. Her face overlapped with the face of the girl in his memory who always had straight hair and loved wearing flat shoes, making him feel a little dazed for a moment, as if he had returned to the youthful time many years ago.

Xu Mengyao saw Huang Shao's car and waved to him happily.

Huang Shao calmed himself down, pushed the door, got out of the car, and walked towards them.

"Fourth Uncle, let me introduce you," Xu Mengyao enthusiastically took the woman's hand, "This is my friend Jenny He, the most popular fashion designer in City A in the past two years! Jenny, this is my fourth uncle, he just came from China."

Huang Shao extended his hand with a playful smile.

"He Ning, long time no see."

Xu Mengyao was stunned when she heard this: "Hey, you two know each other?"

He Ning saw the man in front of her lose his mind for a moment, and when she heard Xu Mengyao's question, she used her hand to push a strand of hair behind her ear, and took the opportunity to cover up her emotions.

"Oh, yes. Mr. Huang is my senior brother." She responded briefly, and after her fingertips briefly touched Huang Shao's fingertips, she quickly released them.

"It's great to see you here, brother."

Huang Shao smiled slightly: "Really? I'm very happy too. I didn't expect that you could become friends with my niece. It's quite fate." He deliberately emphasized the word "fate".

Xu Mengyao happily agreed, "Yes, yes! What a coincidence! Jenny, why don't you take our car back?"

"No need, my friend is on the way. Someone will deliver the dress for tonight to your house later. Will Mr. Huang attend tonight's dinner?" He Ning asked tentatively.

"He doesn't want to go." Xu Mengyao answered He Ning's question before Huang Shao could speak.

He Ning was obviously relieved when she heard the answer she wanted to hear, but she remained polite and said, "That's a pity. You guys should go back first. See you next time."

Huang Shao saw through what she was thinking at a glance, and without saying anything else, he nodded and turned to walk towards the car.

Xu Mengyao got in the car and glanced at Huang Shao curiously. She asked, "Fourth Uncle, why are you so cold? Are you two not on good terms?"

Huang Shao lowered his head and lit a cigarette. After a moment, he asked, "Is she married?"

"Ah?" Xu Mengyao was stunned for a moment, then replied, "No, she is single."

After saying that, she winked mischievously and smiled maliciously, "What's the matter? Fourth Uncle, do you want to marry her and make her my fourth aunt?"

Huang Shao didn't answer, but just said lightly: "I will attend the dinner tonight."

At the dinner party, elites from all walks of life were socializing.

Huang Shao saw the beautiful figure at a glance. She was holding a champagne glass and chatting and laughing with several men.

After he and his niece casually exchanged greetings with a few people, he walked up to He Ning alone.

He Ning was taken aback when she saw someone who shouldn't have been here suddenly show up, but then she put on a proper smile and said, "Mr. Huang, we meet again."

Huang Shao raised his champagne glass and gently touched it with the glass in the woman's hand. The sound of the glass vibrating was accompanied by the man's low voice:

"If you hadn't told me this afternoon that it would be a shame not to see me, I would have come."

He Ning felt her ears buzzing. She hadn't expected him to say that. She instantly lost the desire to continue chatting with him and forced a smile.

"My friends are waiting for me over there. I'll excuse myself for now."

After saying that, she turned and left, but she let out a soft cry of "Ah", covered her chest, and glared at the man behind her.

"Oh, sorry." The man apologized calmly and then removed his foot that was stepping on her skirt.

He Ning's face flushed with anger. Today was their company's dinner party, and her exclamation just now attracted a lot of people, even her boss was looking over here. She didn't want others to notice anything, so she had to suppress the anger in her heart.

After tidying up his expression, he said with a smile, "It's okay, Mr. Huang was also careless."

Huang Shao pointed at her chest, a wicked smile on his face: "Ms. He, I suggest you find a place to tidy up your appearance."

He Ning was wearing a strapless long dress today. She was in a hurry to leave and Huang Shao stepped on the hem of her dress, causing it to slide down a little at her chest, exposing most of her skin.

She covered her chest and said through gritted teeth: "Thank you Mr. Huang for the reminder."

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the lounge upstairs.

Just as she was about to close the door, a hand blocked it and Huang Shao slipped into the room.

He Ning was startled: "Huang Shao, what are you doing here?"

The man looked around and confirmed that they were the only two people in the room, then turned around and locked the door.

He crossed his arms over his chest, looking like a cat playing with a mouse, and said with a malicious tone:

"Hey, you're not pretending anymore? Why don't you just continue to call me Mr. Huang or Senior Brother?"

He Ning was not to be outdone: "No matter what I yell, it's all right. Get out now! I need to tidy up my clothes."

Huang Shao made a gesture of invitation to her:

"You organize yours, and I'll look after mine."

Of course He Ning couldn't tidy up in front of him, she just wanted to open the door and push him out.

Before he could touch the door handle, Huang Shao suddenly pulled him over and pressed him against the door.

His eyes were fiery and deep, and his fingers stroked her face, finally landing on her plump earlobe, as if he was playing with a fine pearl.

He Ning turned her face away, not wanting him to touch her. She felt the soft head brushing against his cheek. The distance between them was getting closer and closer, and the man's breath was just within reach.

"Huang Shao, you..."

Before she finished speaking, Huang Shao turned her cheek, held her waist with his other hand, and lowered his head to kiss her.

The lips sucked, the tip of the tongue invaded, the posture was tough, with a force that could not be refused.

He Ning's tongue tip was entangled by the man, half hanging in the air, the root of her tongue felt slightly sour, with a tingling sensation, and her originally slightly dry mouth also physiologically exuded more water.

She was pressed against the door, with the back of her head pressed against the door through his palm. She turned her head to avoid it, but she was pinned down and unable to move. She pushed him with both hands, but it was in vain. With her little strength, she was no match for him.

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