Amidst the unrestrained lovemaking, Ling Han did not doubt that Pei Jing had completely immersed himself in his character, taking on the role of the N Corporation's CEO.
Three days later, their engagement party was held. In order to fulfill the promise he had made before, Ling Jian had invited almost all the influential figures and the media.
On the stage, Ling Han introduced Pei Jing to the crowd, "My fiancé, Pei Jing, is the CEO of N Corporation."
"What? He actually has such an identity?"
"Is he the rumored CEO of the N Corporation who has never appeared in public before?"
"This Ling family is amazing..."
Just mentioning his identity as the N Corporation's CEO threw all the wealthy people below the stage into disarray. Ling Jian was even more stunned. Beside him, Wang Lian's expression could be described as livid.
All the women present looked at Ling Han and the man standing beside her with envy and jealousy. Pei Jing's face was very impressive. After the past few days of training, almost no one doubted his identity.
However, at this moment, a sudden voice sounded. Ling Qiao walked onto the stage with a stack of photos in her hands.
"Sister, how can you lie in front of so many guests?" she asked.
After saying that, Ling Qiao scattered the photos on the floor. She raised her chin slightly and arrogantly said, "This Pei Jing of yours is just a male host who got a new identity from you. What CEO of the N Corporation? Are you just banking on the fact that no one knows what the N Corporation's CEO really looks like? So you decided to give him this identity and pretend he's really the N Corporation's CEO?"
The photos scattered on the floor were picked up by the nosy people.
"Take a good look. This is the photo I took two days ago. Pei Jing was meeting the owner of a well-known male host club."
There was an uproar below the stage. Wang Lian's face turned from livid to excited. She even deliberately showed the photos to the camera.
Ling Han looked at Ling Qiao with a cold gaze, but Pei Jing was not flustered.
"I do have some business with the owner of this male host club. Why? Do I need to report this to you, stepsister?"
Pei Jing's voice was deep, and his calm demeanor made people hesitate.
However, Ling Qiao was dissatisfied. She stomped her feet and pointed at Pei Jing's nose. She said in an interrogative manner, "Fine. If you're the real CEO of the N Corporation, then you're a member of the upper circle. You would be different from those male hosts. It's easy to verify whether you're telling the truth."
"You..."
Ling Han frowned and was about to say something, but was pulled back by Pei Jing. He looked at her with a smile on his face. Pei Jing shook his head slightly.
"Go ahead, you may bring up any component you wish to test me on."
"Alright then." Ling Qiao still thought that he was trying to put on an act.
"Then I won't make things difficult for you. Dance the simplest ballroom dance. If you're the real CEO Pei, it won't be difficult for you."
"Miss, would you like to dance with me?"
Pei Jing took a step back and bowed slightly to Ling Han. Although Ling Han was a little surprised, she still put her hand on his palm.
"My pleasure."
The cheerful music sounded. One of Ling Han's hands was held by Pei Jing. She followed his dance steps and moved her feet slightly. Her red skirt fluttered in the wind, mesmerizing the people that were watching them on the side.
The two of them would occasionally close up, and at other times, they would spread out, spinning and dancing on the ground. Pei Jing's every step was perfect. It was not until the dance was over that the people around them broke into an applause.