Lv Qinghou gave Li Feng a look, cursed almost before his brain could catch up, and it was the others who turned to look.
The men didn't recognize them, but the woman beside them...
"Heh, isn't that little minx Xia Keke?"
Everyone present was the crème de la crème of the Jin City Circle, experts in indulgence and pleasures. Xia Keke, bearing the title of a double crowned Best Actress and the National Goddess, was exactly the kind of prey they coveted.
But wasn't Xia Keke taken under Li Zidong's wing?
Now here she was, standing beside another man, intimately linking arms with him—this clearly meant something was up.
Some looked at Xia Keke, then turned their gaze to Li Zidong, their minds furiously speculating—who was this guy, daring to steal Li Zidong's thunder?
As Xia Keke linked arms with Li Feng and walked into the conference room, her body stiffened. Damn it, what's going on? Her eyes met Li Zidong's, and in that suspended moment, she felt incredibly uneasy.
