It was just her lips, painted with bright red lipstick, that were unnaturally slightly swollen. He glanced at the man, leaning on the shadow of the second floor of the hotel, smoking, and watching them.
Was she forcefully kissed?
This guy's style of doing things was quite different from his refined appearance, decisive in his actions.
After the ribbon-cutting, Norris Moore had no choice but to stay around for small talk.
The organizer was one of the shareholders of the shampoo she endorsed, and they had been having a good cooperation in recent years. He took Norris Moore around the room, kindly introducing her to his friends. It wouldn't have been good for Norris Moore to refuse his goodwill, so she drank a few rounds with him. By the time the event was about to break up, she was already feeling weary and lightheaded.
