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Chapter 692: Music Soiree 4

Chapter 692: Music Soiree 4

However, she was sitting beside Li Mengjie, who immediately reacted with jealousy when she moved. "Xue Jiu, my figure is already very slim. If you keep squeezing me like this, I might just turn into a stick," she said.

Ling Xuejiu gave her a glare and responded, "You think you’re slim? You eat so much every day, you’re no different from a little pig. I’m indirectly helping you lose weight."

"I don’t believe that." Li Mengjie was clever and agile, naturally not falling for that excuse. She leaned towards Ling Xuejiu’s ear and said with a giggle, "Is it because the Cold Bodyguard is taking advantage of you? And you don’t dare speak up, so you’re squeezing my way?"

"Who said that." Even though Ling Xuejiu’s face turned hot with blush, she would never admit it, for if she did, Li Mengjie wouldn’t know how to stop teasing her in the future. In order to avoid further provocation from Li Mengjie, she had no choice but to sit obediently in her seat, daring not to move and still maintaining close contact with Leng Xuan.

Hence, Leng Xuan endured the ride in simultaneous agony and bliss until they finally arrived at their destination.

As soon as the car stopped, Ling Xuejiu urged, "Get out quickly." Leng Xuan certainly didn’t dare to disobey; he couldn’t wait to get out. Without waiting for the driver to open the door, he hurriedly pushed the door and stepped out.

Upon exiting the car, Leng Xuan was greeted by a magnificent, golden hotel, its lights connecting outside and illuminating the surroundings as if it were daytime. Moreover, he noticed that the hotel entrance was already lined with premium luxury cars. Many middle-aged and younger men in suits were seen escorting gorgeous women into the hotel.

Although Ling Ao had not been leading the Ling Corporation for long, he had become a familiar figure in Baiyun City. Tonight, the hotel was filled with renowned businessmen and individuals of status; hence, as soon as he got out of the car, he busied himself with greetings and exchanged pleasantries with everyone around.

Leng Xuan and the others followed behind Ling Ao, step by step towards the hotel entrance. The hotel had arranged several reception staff outside, who meticulously registered every guest. There was also a security checkpoint at the entrance. Only after a thorough check were guests respectfully welcomed into the hotel. However, Leng Xuan noticed that the bodyguards accompanying the guests were directed elsewhere, not allowed to accompany their employers.

After a quick check-in procedure, Leng Xuan and his group swiftly entered the hotel and were led directly to the third floor by the staff. It was evident the hotel was booked exclusively for the event that evening, as no other customers were present aside from those who were invited.

The hotel’s third floor boasted a grand hall designated for hosting parties, vastly spacious with at least a thousand square meters. Under the opulent lighting, the hall was brightly illuminated. Entering the hall, Leng Xuan immediately noticed that there were already quite a few guests inside, around a hundred or so. Fortunately, the hall was large enough that it did not feel crowded. Guests held their stemmed glasses, gathering in small groups, engaged in loud and jolly conversations with intermittent laughter.

At that moment, Leng Xuan also saw that in the center of the hall, a small stage had been set up, glittering with lights. In addition to a band, two or three fashionably dressed women were performing songs. However, their performance wasn’t loud but rather subtle, not startling to the ear, apparently a deliberate arrangement by the organizers to avoid disrupting conversations. After all, the so-called musical party was merely a platform for networking, and very few were actually there to enjoy the music.