The press conference concluded successfully after going through a series of procedures.
By the time the event ended, it was almost dark. Chu Nanfeng led the group of internal participants to the clubhouse for a meal and entertainment to celebrate the successful launch of the press conference.
Chu Liyue also came, but she did not participate in the celebration banquet with everyone else. Instead, she booked a private room by herself.
She sat alone in the private room, a lit cigarette between her slender fingers.
With one hand supporting his head, he was enveloped in a gloomy haze amidst swirling smoke.
Her long hair obscured her expression, and the veins on the back of her white hand, which rested on her forehead, were slightly bulging.
She smoked silently, one cigarette after another, the smoke around her growing thicker and thicker, as if not a ray of light could penetrate.
She exhaled smoke, stubbed out her cigarette in the ashtray, grabbed the wine bottle from the table, and pulled out the cap.
With a wave of his hand, he filled all the wine glasses in front of him.
She took off her suit jacket and loosened the buttons on her shirt.
Then, she picked up the wine glass with her slender fingers, tilted her head back, and drank a glass of cold wine down her throat.
In just a moment, the row of wine glasses that had been filled with bottles of wine was empty.
She ran her fingers through her thick hair, stroking it haphazardly, her red lips slightly parted, her breath carrying the rich aroma of wine.
Her slender, white throat bobbed slightly, and a hint of emptiness appeared in her eyes.
It felt as if a worm was slowly gnawing at her flesh, bit by bit, until it had gnawed out a large, empty hole.
The pain was so intense that she could hardly breathe, and every cell in her body felt like it was soaking in acidic water, leaving her no chance to catch her breath.
The numbing effect of tobacco and alcohol provided temporary relief from the pain, but it did not stop it.
Like a nightmare, images flashed through her mind, preventing her from sleeping.
It felt like being burned on a fire, a torturous experience that pierced to the bone.
I was heartbroken and filled with unbearable regret, but it was all in vain. I was helpless and powerless.
She... she's a real jerk, she deserves to die!
Time passed slowly, and the night grew as dark as ink.
Outside the door, Ai Ruoman remained on guard. She sat on a high stool, her gaze slightly unfocused as she looked out at the moonlight, lost in thought.
At that moment, a waiter with his head down and wearing a mask, carrying several bottles of expensive red wine, was about to enter the private room.
Ai Ruoman reached out to stop her, her expression cool as she asked, "Did President Chu order the wine?"
The waiter kept his head down and gave a soft "hmm".
Ai Ruoman lowered her gaze slightly and sighed almost imperceptibly, "A word of advice to President Chu: drink less."
The waiter nodded slightly and then walked into the private room carrying the tray.
A hint of doubt flashed in Ai Ruoman's eyes; the waiter's profile looked strangely familiar.
He looks a bit like...Young Master Xiao.
The private room was filled with the strong smell of smoke and alcohol. The waiter walked to the coffee table with his head down, put down the tray in his hand, and looked at Chu Liyue, who was leaning against the sofa with her eyes closed.
His eyes flickered slightly as he slowly removed his mask.
Beneath the mask was a face that bore a striking resemblance to Xiao Wujie, about 90% similar.
His eyes were filled with amazement, almost infatuation, as he gazed at Chu Liyue leaning against the sofa.
The woman before me was so beautiful that words could not describe her.
Her face was so perfect it was breathtaking. Below her snow-white neck, one button of her shirt was undone, revealing her delicate and alluring collarbone, which ignited a fire within him.
Especially those beautiful legs encased in sheer black stockings; they outlived him.
His Adam's apple bobbed slightly, he swallowed hard, and gently ran his hand across his face.
He endured immense suffering, painstakingly carving himself into this state, and at this moment, he suddenly felt it was all worthwhile.
To spend a night of blissful passion with the woman before me, I would die without regret.
He took a pinhole camera out of his pocket and mounted it on the wall.
He took a deep breath, and just as he was about to call out softly, Chu Liyue on the sofa suddenly opened her eyes.
She was always vigilant, and even after drinking a lot of alcohol, she still retained a sliver of clarity. Sensing the presence of other people in the room who hadn't left, she immediately opened her eyes.
That face, so similar to Xiao Wujie's, came into her slightly intoxicated eyes. Her gaze wavered for a moment, and she murmured softly:
"My sweet baby..."
The moment she opened her eyes, the waiter's hair stood on end.
Upon hearing the woman's soft call, his body suddenly relaxed, and an uncontrollable joy appeared in his eyes.
His trainer once said that he called her "sister," and she called him "baby."
The wariness in Chu Liyue's eyes receded like a tide, replaced by a tipsy haze, and she suddenly chuckled softly:
"Why are you appearing in my sister's dream again?"
The waiter paused for a moment, his eyes flickered slightly, and he tentatively said in a low voice, "I...miss my sister."
But the next second, he saw the woman's eyes suddenly redden, and her voice became hoarse:
"You lied to your sister again."
"If you miss me, why don't you open your eyes?"
A hint of doubt flickered in the waiter's eyes. Just as he was wondering how to respond, he saw the person in front of him, with red eyes, gently shake their head.
"Fine, if you don't want to wake up, then don't. I won't force you."
Then she opened her arms, and a tenderness that could melt anyone's heart appeared in her cool eyes.
"Come here, let your sister hug you for a while."
The waiter was stunned and stood there frozen in place.
Chu Liyue lightly patted her leg. "Don't you like sitting on my lap and being hugged by me the most? You don't like it anymore?"
The waiter's eyes turned bloodshot.
The person who trained him only said that the eldest daughter of the Chu family doted on her boyfriend, but the trainer had no idea about their specific relationship dynamics.
Just tell him to try to behave well and be obedient.
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