Wang Shan said, smiling sweetly at Zhong Lingling on the sofa.
Honestly, this woman seemed to possess a higher quality than the likes of Hong Linlin, and although she did not have Hong Linlin's seductive charm, she was much more likable than those women of Linlin's kind.
Zhong Lingling also gave Wang Shan a smile, well aware that this woman was going to be the companion Yimo would bring to the banquet the following evening, yet she did not feel upset or displeased at all.
After all, she didn't have much of a concept of Yimo being her own husband.
Wang Shan took a seat opposite Xiang Yimo.
Xiang Yimo continued to immerse himself in his work, paying little attention to Wang Shan. Presumably, Wang Shan felt somewhat awkward, and after about fifteen minutes, she said, "Mr. Yi, there's a dance program at the banquet that requires us to perform for the guests. With only two days left until the banquet, if we don't practice, I'm afraid we might embarrass ourselves on stage!"
