"It's rare for Mr. Ian to visit America. Are you here to discuss financial cooperation?" Feng Ling asked.
"Yes."
"Is this your first time in America?"
"Not really. I've been here several times, but this is really my first time in New York." Seeing that Feng Ling took the initiative to continue chatting, Ian's gaze became much gentler. His expression as he looked at her was exactly the same as when he was in England.
Feng Ling curved her lips and said without changing her expression, "Since it's your first time in New York, you are not too familiar with many things here. So, it's better not to take the rumors in New York's business circle seriously."
"What do you mean?"
"I'm talking about the rumors about me in these people's mouths." Feng Ling's voice was quiet and indifferent. "Whether it was back in England or now, I've never been alone…"
Before she could finish speaking, there was a commotion outside the banquet hall.
