Chapter 65 Extra 4.
After a long pause, the system finally said awkwardly, "Um... well... judging from the results, Lu Yan really can't attend the banquet, right?"
Ling Wei sighed helplessly, "...Fine." This price is too humiliating!
Just as I was recovering from my shock, Lu Zhao called again.
Ling Wei was already seated at the round table in the banquet hall. She looked around furtively, then gritted her teeth and answered the call again, as if she were doing something wrong.
On the other end of the phone, Lu Zhao's voice carried a cautious, aggrieved tone: "Weiwei... I was just too excited, so... I'm with my brother, I might calm down and leave soon... Can you... help me..."
Ling Wei's scalp tingled: "How...how am I supposed to help?"
“Video with me…” he pleaded in a hoarse voice.
"No way!!!" Ling Wei refused without hesitation. She was joking; how could she possibly save face in front of everyone?
"I don't need you to speak... just let me see you... seeing you is enough for me..." His voice carried a deadly allure, yet also a touch of pitifulness.
Damn, the thing is, she actually falls for that.
Ling Wei got up, found an empty open-air balcony, and after confirming that no one was around, she took a deep breath and answered the video request.
The camera shook for a moment, then stabilized.
On the other side of the screen, Lu Zhao's hair was slightly damp, with a few strands of sweat clinging to his forehead. He seemed to be leaning against a sofa in some room, his amber eyes now as deep as whirlpools, churning with lingering passion and undisguised desire, burningly fixed on her on the other side of the screen.
The soft light from the balcony outlined Ling Wei's figure in a little black velvet dress. The dress clung to her curves, and the V-neck design revealed her delicate collarbone and a small patch of fair skin, which shimmered with a lustrous glow in the night.
Her face was flushed, but her eyes were still glistening from what had just happened. Her red lips were slightly pursed, and she was breathtakingly beautiful.
Lu Zhao's Adam's apple bobbed violently, his voice low and hoarse: "Weiwei...baby...so beautiful."
His burning gaze lingered on her face, and Lu Zhao's voice grew softer and softer:
"You've been standing for so long... Do your feet hurt? Let me see, are they rubbed raw?"
Ling Wei: "..."
You'd better really be worried about your feet.
She flipped her phone camera and pointed it at the pair of stiletto heels on her feet.
The silver straps, like a spiderweb woven by moonlight, entwined tenderly around the snow-white skin, the arches of the feet curving in a breathtaking arc, the stiletto heels stretching the calves straight and long, gleaming with a pearly luster under the banquet hall lights.
Several faint red marks were visible, like half a crabapple branch embroidered on white silk.
The video feed suddenly flickered and went black; the call had been disconnected.
Immediately afterwards, a message popped up:
[Baby, I can do it again.]
Before she knew it, this person had smoothly changed her address. Ling Wei exhaled and realized that her legs were actually a little weak and a thin layer of sweat had seeped out on her back.
She slowly walked back to her seat. Li Jing had just finished exchanging pleasantries with her business partner and sat down. Seeing her, she asked with concern, "Weiwei, what's wrong? You're sweating so much on your forehead, are you hot?"
Ling Wei fanned herself with her hand, her eyes darting around, and replied vaguely, "...Yes, it is a bit hot."
The seating arrangement at the charity gala followed strict industry rules, with the main table and core round table area naturally reserved for investors, top celebrities, and industry leaders like Li Jing.
Su Yuqing, given her current mediocre status and recent damage to her reputation, was seated at a round table near the entrance, on the relatively edge.
Ling Wei was naturally led to the core area by Li Jing.
Between the two tables were not only several rows of seats, but also a constant stream of guests coming and going, so the other party did not notice her presence.
Ling Wei's gaze remained fixed on Su Yuqing, who was fidgeting and frequently glancing towards the area where men were gathered, clearly searching for a specific figure.
As time passed, the person she was expecting never appeared, and Su Yuqing's anxiety was almost palpable. Her fingers unconsciously gripped the small handbag tightly.
Li Jing noticed Ling Wei's unusually focused gaze and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"
Ling Wei thought for a moment and felt it necessary to remind her, so she leaned closer and whispered, "Su Yuqing's bag... has something unclean in it. If she comes to offer a toast later, or if there's any drinking involved, be very careful."
A knowing glint flashed in Li Jing's eyes, followed by a meaningful smile playing on her lips.
She beckoned to her assistant, whispered a few instructions, and the assistant obeyed, quietly disappearing into the crowd.
Before long, the table where Su Yuqing was sitting suddenly became lively.
While serving a neighboring table, a waiter seemed to lose his footing, and the tray he was carrying tipped over, causing the wine in his glass to spill onto Su Yuqing's handbag.
"Ah!" Su Yuqing exclaimed in surprise, her expression changed drastically, and she subconsciously tried to snatch the bag back into her arms.
Just as her attention was focused on her wet bag, another guest who was walking by in a hurry bumped into her from behind. Su Yuqing lost her balance and staggered, letting go of the bag.
The waiter apologized repeatedly, quickly wiped the bag with a clean cloth, and respectfully handed it back to her.
The whole process took only a dozen seconds, as naturally as if two unexpected little episodes had occurred in succession.
After a while, Li Jing's phone screen lit up.
She glanced at it, gave Ling Wei a knowing smile, raised her glass to lightly touch the rim of Ling Wei's glass, and said in a low voice, "I got the stuff. Now, the host of the banquet will owe you and me a favor."
Ling Wei was slightly taken aback, then understood.
It turned out that Li Jing had directly used this unexpected method to resolve the hidden danger at its source.
Looking at Li Jing's calm and composed demeanor, her last bit of worry vanished.
Sure enough, leaving professional tasks to professionals makes things much more efficient.
With a huge weight lifted from her heart, Ling Wei felt instantly relieved.
She naturally picked up the champagne that the waiter had already poured for her, and with a relieved smile, gently clinked glasses with Li Jing.
The clear wine in the glass swayed gently, reflecting the dazzling lights of the banquet hall.
"Now that the matter is resolved, I won't stay any longer." Ling Wei downed her drink in one gulp and nodded to Li Jing. "Thank you for tonight."
Li Jing smiled gracefully: "Be careful on the road."
Ling Wei put down the empty cup, turned around and left gracefully, her back view showing the composure of someone who had been relieved of a heavy burden.
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