The man on the left stepped back when he saw Qiao Xi, "Goddess Qiao, please come in, please come in."
This Goddess of Divine Beauty was even more stunning in person than on screen, with an exquisite figure.
Her phoenix eyes were full of expression, under her fine, curved willow eyebrows, long curly eyelashes trembled gently; her fair, flawless skin radiated a soft blush, and her lips, as delicate as rose petals, were enticing with bright red lips and white teeth, creating a heavenly beauty.
Especially that unparalleled demeanor, shrouded with a mysterious aura akin to an immortal's, made one want to delve into the mystery.
The man raised his arm and nudged Shen Dang with his elbow.
Shen Dang glanced at the person who nudged him, his look carried a hint of intimidation, "Nudge me for what?"
Damn, why phrase it so ambiguously?
Shen Dang bowed his head, his black silk shirt seemed barely able to contain his broad physique, exuding a strong, hormone-fueled charm that was both abstinent and aloof.
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At the same time, Qiao Xi withdrew her look, "Entering."
Qiao Xi walked in calmly, poised and dignified, her elegant swan neck full of grace.
Even upon seeing her own "husband," she remained undisturbed.
Noticing the elevator going to the basement, Qiao Xi quietly stood to one side.
Shen Dang leaned casually against the elevator, one hand in his pocket, his demeanor cool and detached, the fragrance of the girl dispersing in the elevator as he slightly lifted his eyelids.
The woman in front of him wore a light pink long dress today, outlining a charming figure, her exposed skin glowing like an accidental fairy who had fallen into the mortal world, like someone had just praised her ethereal beauty in his presence.
Shen Dang eyed her slender waist, clicked his tongue playfully, was the Qiao Family mistreating her?
"Brother Dang, really don't want an autograph?" The man's gaze lingered between Shen Dang and Qiao Xi.
Goddess Qiao was always so aloof.
Qiao Xi heard a snicker from behind, "Tacky."
Is wanting an autograph tacky?
However, Qiao Xi didn't intend to respond.
The man choked again, "Yes, Brother Dang, you're not common folk."
He even somewhat agreed, "Hmm."
Why make so much money if he's not ordainary?
Who doesn't know his globally renowned company was built from scratch by his hands, this venture capitalist magnate with his ferocious methods had earned himself a wealth overflowing.
In just a few years, his name in the financial world was unprecedented, consistently topping Forbes' list of the wealthy.
It wasn't that Qiao Xi deliberately sought out news about him, the information she didn't want to know always found its way to her.
The elite circles all knew she was the woman Shen Dang had abandoned, they deliberately came to annoy her.
In a flash of thoughts, the elevator stopped, Qiao Xi stepped out with an elegant stride.
Seeing her fairylike figure, the assistant waiting in the car immediately got out and ran over, "Sister Xi."
Bei Bei observed her expression, "You didn't drink, did you?"
"I had a few glasses." The low-alcohol red wine wouldn't easily intoxicate.
"Oh, heavens!" Bei Bei exclaimed dramatically, "You can't handle your liquor, how could you drink?"
Shen Dang with his hands in his pockets, walked leisurely, radiating a defiant air. He and a friend walked past them, his innate powerful aura made Qiao Xi's gaze involuntarily shift towards him.
Qiao Xi and Shen Dang went their separate ways.