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At this moment, even the experienced manager felt fear creeping in, constantly swallowing and his palms slick with nervous sweat.
If word got out, others would realize that this bottle of perfume wasn't actually crafted by Master Mao Lin.
And with that, his career would come to an end.
Not only that, but he had also infringed on Master Mao Lin's rights to his good name and slandered him, perhaps even facing a lawsuit and compensation...
Not far away, leaning casually against the bar and sipping on a drink, Li Hanxian's icy phoenix eyes glimmered with amusement as he leisurely watched the drama unfold.
Rong Shengsheng, under everyone's gaze, was confident and assertive, her eyes, usually brimming with a pitiable autumnal watery sheen, now filled with determination and defiance.
It ignited a desire within him to conquer.
She was beautiful, more exquisite than any perfume and well worth savouring.
