Throughout the rest of the banquet, Chen Mo stuck close to Lew Qingyi.
Lew Qingyi was actually helping out because if someone was too easily obtained, others would no longer crave them. Chen Mo had given Mrs. Charis a taste of sweetness, then Lew Qingyi tightened her grip, leaving the lady constantly throwing Chen Mo flirtatious glances.
Until the banquet ended, Lew Qingyi didn't give another chance.
Chen Mo got into Lew Qingyi's car, though she wasn't driving herself, since she had also been drinking.
"You really plan to start up a fashion company?"
In the backseat of the luxury car, Lew Qingyi, with a flushed face, gasped as she asked.
Chen Mo's hand brushed over her smooth skin, nonchalantly saying, "Just dabbling."
