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Guan Xi's brain was working a mile a minute trying to process this turn of events.
'Sh*t! Sh*t! It's over. My life is over.'
'I'm dead. Goodbye, world.'
"Sister-in-law..."
Xu Ye looked at Guan Xi in surprise.
The gathering she was in was full of middle-aged men and young beautiful girls dressed in revealing clothes. It doesn't take a genius to figure out what kind of party it was.
'Why is Sister-in-law here?'
"Master Jiu..." Guan Xi began hesitantly.
Her heart was beating so loud she was afraid that it was going to jump out of her chest. She wished that the ground would open up and just swallow her whole.
Xiao Jiuyan was the last person she expected to see here.
The way she greeted him sounded soft and sultry.
Everyone in the room heard it.
Xiao Jiuyan didn't seem to hear her, though, as his gaze swept up and down her body.
His voice was very indifferent when he said, "President Wang, right?"
Wang Yingjun immediately nodded and bowed. "Yes, Master Jiu. What can I do for you?"
"Can I join your party?"
He might've posed the request as a question but his tone and voice made it clear that the only acceptable answer was 'yes'.
"Master Jiu, you want to..."
Wang Yingjun almost jumped up in excitement. "Of course, of course. It's our honor to have you with us, Master Jiu. Please, make yourself comfortable."
Wang Yingjun led Xiao Jiuyan to the main seat in the private room.
The waiters immediately tidied up the seat that Wang Yingjun had just sat in and replaced it with new bowls and chopsticks. They also removed the dishes from before and served new ones.
The other shareholders in the room wanted to sidle up to Xiao Jiuyan too, but they were all well aware of his cold demeanor so they held themselves back.
The young models on the other hand, looked on in confusion as every one fawned over the devilishly cold man in the wheelchair.
They deduced that he might be a big shot though since CEO Wang was being so obsequious with him.
In a low voice, one of the models asked, "Do you know who that man is?"
"I don't know."
The girl who asked shook her head. "I heard President Wang call him Master Jiu. He must be very powerful. I wonder if there's a chance..."
The other girls who heard her looked at Xiao Jiuyan, their eyes filling with infatuation and greed.
The man sitting in the wheelchair had exquisite facial features. It was as if he was drawn out with every stroke. He had a powerful aura that even his disability could not mask.
He was cold, arrogant, and noble.
He was better in every aspect compared to all the men here.
If they managed to get close with him, they could stand out in the entertainment industry.
Xia Mei heard the whispers of the other models and snorted in disdain.
These newbies did not know their place.