The Mysterious CEO and His Feisty Bride
Chapter 111 - 115: Daring to Compete with You Means Not Losing (5)

Chapter 111: Chapter 115: Daring to Compete with You Means Not Losing (5)

"If you have the ability, that night might just shock the entire room, perhaps a wealthy businessman will take interest in you and might seek you out to become the spokesperson for their brand. That night was filled with either the rich or the distinguished, and the advertisements are all in prime-time slots. If you could really make it, you would undeniably have significant influence."

She considered that if she could indeed secure the opportunity to become the spokesperson for Fenghua Group’s latest product, she would certainly gain a level of fame. That way, Li Qingshen’s face wouldn’t be lost too badly!

Thinking this, Ling Momo reached out to take the glass of wine from Zhang Lunan, and she took a sip. The wine burned down her throat intensely.

Seeing Zhang Lunan’s expression improve a lot, she forced herself to swallow the wine she had almost spat out.

Zhang Lunan’s face regained its gentle and friendly smile, and he continued to pour another glass, clinking glasses with Ling Momo, "Miss Ling, even the wine tastes flavorful with you, truly a rarely found beauty."

While he spoke, Zhang Lunan’s gaze roamed up and down Ling Momo, laden with a man’s desire towards a woman, making Ling Momo uncontrollably shiver and feel a hint of disgust inside.

"Miss Ling, Wanru mentioned you are still a newcomer. Our Fenghua Group likes newcomers like you. Newcomers are easy to mold!"

The meaning in Zhang Lunan’s words, implying an underlying rule against Ling Momo, was extremely obvious.

He smiled again, lifted another glass of wine, and clinked it against Ling Momo’s glass, "Miss Ling, have another drink."

Ling Momo disliked Zhang Lunan’s appearance at this moment, as if she were a commodity in a transaction with him.

Yet, she knew to secure the spokesperson role with Fenghua Group, she must make Zhang Lunan happy.

She couldn’t help but think of Chen Wanru flattering that officer at the "Imperial Palace" banquet that night, and also recalling Chen Wanru’s tone while recommending her for tonight’s concert over the phone, overtly gentle and smooth, yet her face wore a cold smirk.

Chen Wanru must have been suffering back then, but in this field, there was no escaping it.

When she sank into Enson, she knew she was no different from everyone else in this circle.

But she still couldn’t let go.

So, when she found out her teacher was Li Qingshen, she wanted to please Li Qingshen desperately, seizing the opportunity to advance herself.

Li Qingshen was, after all, her uncle by marriage; how could he possibly have an underlying rule against her?

Once she finished with Enson one hundred times, she could take the chance to forget.

Bearing the urge to walk away, Ling Momo once again raised her glass and drank with Zhang Lunan.

Zhang Lunan, watching Ling Momo obedient and clever, became increasingly satisfied and gradually moved closer to her, intentionally pressing his body near hers.

Ling Momo just felt goosebumps all over, yet maintained a faint smile on her face while her fingers gripping the glass tightened slightly.

She didn’t know how much longer she could endure, but she knew she must endure for now.

The party gradually began, with people coming up to greet Zhang Lunan. Naturally, he stretched out his hand wrapping it around Ling Momo’s waist and clinked glasses with the guests.