Unfortunately, Qiao Yiming had no recollection of who the unfriendly-looking woman in front of him was.
He had no choice but to take a half step back. "Do we know each other?"
The woman's smile vanished instantly upon hearing those words, but she still took a deep breath and asked, "Qiao Yiming, you really don't remember me?"
She pretended to think for a moment, "Hmm, is she someone I really need to remember?"
The woman's face was a kaleidoscope of expressions, but she still managed a respectable smile. "Hehe, that's true. It's understandable that Queen Qiao doesn't remember us nobody. After all, I came here specifically to thank you. If you hadn't told me back then that people should be most proud when they're young, not now, which made me realize something, I wouldn't have gotten such great resources!"
Qiao Yiming was only able to react when her memories were recalled; it turned out to be the aloof sister he had met when he first entered the industry.
No wonder I didn't recognize her. She was just an extra back then, but now she has the opportunity to attend a banquet hosted by the Bai family. She really deserves to be treated differently.
She realized that this woman would be performing on stage later, and she really couldn't understand the quality of the people this event planning company had hired.
She thought to herself, but maintained a friendly demeanor, saying, "Oh, well, congratulations."
After saying that, she lifted her skirt and prepared to leave.
The woman disliked Qiao Yiming's arrogant, princess-like demeanor. She stepped on Qiao Yiming's skirt, and the delicate outer fabric was torn by Qiao Yiming's heel, making a ripping sound.
Upon hearing the sound, both of them stopped in their tracks. Qiao Yiming glanced to the side and saw her lift her foot.
She even pretended to take two steps back, "Oh dear, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. Your skirt is too long, and I accidentally caught it. Empress Qiao, you're so magnanimous, you won't blame me, right?"
After saying that, he prepared to turn around.
Qiao Yiming was already feeling frustrated today, and on top of that, he was splashed with such clumsy green tea. He felt like the vengeful spirits on him were even heavier than those he had been filming non-stop for half a year.
But upon seeing the people in the banquet hall, he suppressed the urge to go up and teach her a lesson. If he had met her on the film set today and she had splashed him with green tea, he certainly wouldn't have let her off so easily.
The jagged, tearing pattern of the long, flowing gauze skirt made her inexplicably irritated.
She tore it in half by hand, and then processed the other side of the skirt hem in the same way, revealing the smooth fabric inside, which looked quite layered.
After the group chat was modified, my initial anger subsided somewhat, but I also lost my desire to relax, so I had no choice but to obediently return to the banquet hall.
I noticed my older brother was talking to someone else, so I didn't feel comfortable going up to him and saying I wanted to leave early.
A quick glance revealed that the woman's hand was resting on an old man's wrist. The man's hand was loosely withdrawn as he chatted with someone next to him. She couldn't understand what he was saying, so she could only smile awkwardly from the side.
But the man seemed quite satisfied with her; they were a perfect match.
After finishing his champagne, Bai Xiujin returned from greeting everyone and noticed the alteration marks on her skirt.
Just as I was about to step forward, I saw a sly glint in Qiao Yiming's eyes as he took a glass of red wine from the table and walked in another direction.
That older man is someone who can speak for himself in the entertainment industry. This woman is indeed quite perceptive and has managed to latch onto a "very powerful" patron.
After they finished exchanging pleasantries, Qiao Yiming picked up his wine glass and took over the conversation.
"Hey, Mr. Liang, I didn't expect it to really be you!"
The man called President Liang is also a veteran in the entertainment industry. He knows Qiao Yiming's background and it's not easy for him to talk to her normally. This unattainable beauty actually toasted him personally.
He straightened his thick waist a bit. "Isn't this Queen Qiao? I've tried to schedule so many business meetings with you but haven't been able to get your schedule working. Today, I, Liang, am truly fortunate."
He handed over his glass and clinked it with Liang's. Liang's glass was empty in no time, while Qiao Yiming only took a small sip.
The woman, who was still standing there, did not expect Qiao Yiming to confront her so directly. She suddenly felt that she had someone backing her up, but she still looked at her with a wary expression.
Qiao Yiming: "You're too kind. Your female companion today is a good match for you; she does look somewhat familiar."
Thinking that this woman could be connected with Qiao Yiming, Mr. Liang quickly looked down at her, wanting her to say something, and also to take a good "appreciation" of the beauty in front of him.
Seeing that he had no intention of speaking up for her at all, Lü Feifei's face flushed slightly, and she gave a formulaic smile: "Oh dear, it's rare for Feifei to be associated with Queen Qiao. We just had the opportunity to act together once before."
After saying that, she leaned on President Liang's arm, somewhat embarrassed.
What a lovely little bird nestled against her.
"Oh my, no wonder! I was wondering why you looked so familiar. Are you the maid from 'The Story of Yingge'?"
Mr. Liang paid no attention to what the two were saying. He used drinking to cover his eyes and stared intently at her fair skin.
Qiao Yiming also realized that the old lecher hadn't heard him insulting his mistress at all, and that he had lost his fun.
As expected, the pot and lid go hand in hand.
Turning to leave, he said, "Since Mr. Liang is with such a beauty in his arms, I shouldn't disturb him. Let's cooperate again when the opportunity arises."
Mr. Liang was also blinded by lust. I don't know where he got the courage, but he grabbed her wrist directly. Qiao Yiming obviously didn't expect him to do that.
Startled, the red wine in his glass spilled out and splashed onto Lü Feifei's plain dress, flowing down her proudly open chest.
She gasped in surprise.
The scream not only woke up General Manager Liang, but also drew the attention of everyone present.
Qiao Yiming was still standing there in a daze when President Liang realized that everyone's eyes were on the three of them.
A familiar men's fragrance wafted into my nostrils, and a men's suit jacket was pressed down on my shoulder.
Turning around, Bai Xiujin was standing right behind him, his expression not pleasant, but rather unpleasant.
Of course it looked bad. He watched as President Liang stared at Qiao Yiming's chest the whole time, and an unnamed anger flared up in his chest.
Before he even saw Qiao Yiming grab his wrist, he had already prepared to come over.
Qiao Yiming felt that everyone's gazes were even more embarrassing than before. "You!"
But before she could say anything, seeing his dark face, she swallowed her words.
While angrily wiping herself with a clean towel handed to her by the waiter, Lü Feifei said, "Qiao Yiming, you did this on purpose! I have to go on stage to sing later, what am I going to do now?"
Seeing that she was practically pulling up her collar to wipe herself, Qiao Yiming felt much better.
At least to some extent, the combination of red wine stains and plain clothes actually looks quite nice, at least that's what I think.
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