Chapter 84

"Lin Zixian, you can fart here without anyone interfering." Meng Zidan couldn't help but chuckle, then glanced at Lin Zixian's outfit, her gaze lingering for a couple of seconds before she shook her head and smiled, "Seeing Qiao Yun here, I knew you would come too. Follow me!"

"Thanks a lot!" Lin Zixian put the grapes on a nearby table, turned around, and blew a kiss to the group of unfortunate drivers, then followed her.

After negotiating with the security, they immediately let them through. The two left under the eager gazes of the drivers.

In front of the ivory coast building, on the white marble square, the sea breeze and green trees surrounded rows of tables laden with various fruits and delicacies. Waiters carried trays and moved back and forth. In the air filled with the aroma of wine, a group of well-dressed men and women chatted, including some local representatives of multinational companies and even some Africans, giving the place an international flavor.

After bringing Lin Zixian out, Meng Zidan turned and smiled, "Alright, I won't chat with you for now. I still have to entertain the guests. Go up to my room, Lanlan is there too."

"Qiao Lan is here too?" Lin Zixian was taken aback.

"Didn't you know you were coming?" Meng Zidan rolled her eyes, then changed her expression, a reserved smile appearing on her face as she walked straight toward a group of VIPs.

Lin Zixian lit a cigarette, put it in his mouth, walked to a table, took two pieces of bread, flattened them, added some meat sauce in the middle, and then put them together. He nodded to a couple who were staring at him, and started eating, using a typical meat sandwich style.

The well-dressed couple exchanged a smile and imitated Lin Zixian, flattening two pieces of bread and adding things inside. After eating, their eyes lit up, finding it much more satisfying than eating soft bread.

Qiao Yun, who was in the crowd, had been occasionally looking at the big tent where the drivers were. When she saw Lin Zixian and Meng Zidan come out laughing, she was somewhat surprised, wondering how they knew each other and why they seemed to have a close relationship. She knew Meng Zidan, who was always graceful, and had never seen her laugh so relaxed or roll her eyes.

When she saw Lin Zixian eating a meat sandwich and teaching others, she was speechless. Then, she saw him looking around the entrance of the building, as if making a choice, and finally grabbed a drink, took a few sips, and disappeared inside.

"Qiao Yun, you're here." Zheng Longqing, dressed in white, walked over. Seeing Qiao Yun's outfit and the slightly exposed, snow-white cleavage, his eyes sparkled.

Lin Zixian went upstairs and knocked on Meng Zidan's door. Ning Lan opened the door slightly, saw him, and immediately smiled, opening the door wide. She looked him up and down, "Why are you dressed up today?"

"Our great boss Qiao thinks my security uniform affects the company's image, so she used company funds to buy me a new outfit. Since it's not my money, I don't care," Lin Zixian shrugged and squeezed in.

"Boss Qiao bought you clothes?" Ning Lan asked hesitantly, her eyes flickering.

"Maybe she thinks I'm handsome and charming!" Lin Zixian said casually, wandering around the room and finding no food. He turned and asked, "I haven't had dinner. Have you?"

"No, we can ask Zidan to have someone bring some up later."

"No way! There's so much good food downstairs. Why not just go down and pick some? Come on, let's go eat."

"But it's not good! Everyone downstairs is a VIP, and I'm dressed like this, it's not convenient," Ning Lan looked at herself. She was wearing a white strapless top and a pair of jeans, exuding a youthful vibe.

"It's fine! I guarantee you're the prettiest here tonight. Come on, it's for me. I came up here just to call you." He grabbed Ning Lan's hand and dragged her out.

Ning Lan liked hearing that, her face lit up, and she didn't resist, letting him drag her along.

The night was hazy, but the ivory coast was brightly lit, with neon lights forming a dreamlike scene. The laser lights on the hotel building were colorful.

The two didn't want to mix with the crowd of wealthy people, so they strolled at the edge, chatting and picking food. Ning Lan was particularly happy tonight, gesturing and chatting with Lin Zixian, laughing uncontrollably, occasionally even punching him. No one knew what Lin Zixian said, but the two ignored the curious gazes around them, talking and laughing freely.

Qiao Yun, while chatting with others, kept glancing at the two, feeling somewhat envious of their carefree nature. Looking at the fake faces around her, she suddenly felt a wave of annoyance.

Zheng Longqing, holding a glass of wine, smiled generously at everyone, whether he knew them or not, always staying close to Qiao Yun like a bodyguard.

Meng Zidan, mingling with the guests, also kept an eye on the two. After a few polite exchanges, she turned back and saw Lin Zixian taking off his jacket, rolling up his white shirt sleeves, and eating. Ning Lan, with a radiant smile, took his jacket and held it.

"Do you want to try this?" Lin Zixian held a plate of food and occasionally asked Ning Lan, who was holding his jacket.

Ning Lan liked being close to him, enjoying the masculine scent he emitted, which made her feel calm and safe. Whenever he asked, she would lean against him, look at the food he pointed to, and always say it was fine.

Suddenly, a burst of Russian conversation came from ahead. Lin Zixian looked up and saw a well-dressed Russian couple picking food at a nearby table. The fiery red-haired, curvaceous Russian beauty made Lin Zixian's face change slightly.

Ning Lan, familiar with the business circle after following Qiao Antian for years, followed his gaze and explained in a low voice, "The Russian man is named Leopin, the executive president of a Russian multinational company in Donghai. The woman is his wife, Natasha."

Lin Zixian didn't seem to hear, turning away as if he didn't want to meet the couple. He scratched his nose with the fork and pointed to a small hill with a few palm trees, "There's a place to sit and it's quiet. Let's go there to eat."

Ning Lan had no objections, following him up the hill. There was a white bench between the palm trees, and the two sat down. Lin Zixian deliberately hid his face behind the palm trees, feeling relieved, and handed a fork to Ning Lan. The two enjoyed their food.

Sitting on the hill, they could overlook the entire outdoor banquet area. Lin Zixian occasionally peeked from behind the palm trees at the Russian couple, but his worries came true...

Qiao Yun's gaze often met with a red-clad woman in the crowd. She didn't want to attend this banquet, usually leaving such events to her father.

Her purpose was to meet the red-clad woman in person. Modern technology made some conversations inconvenient, especially for important matters, and no one wanted to take risks. However, Zheng Longqing always stayed close, making it hard to get rid of him.

While thinking of a way, she met the Russian couple. Leopin, speaking broken Chinese, nodded and smiled, "Boss Qiao!"

Qiao Yun was about to respond politely when Leopin's wife, Natasha, widened her eyes, looking at Qiao Yun as if she had seen a monster, and exclaimed, "Queen Bee... How... How is this possible?"

She spoke in Russian, which Qiao Yun didn't understand, feeling puzzled by her reaction.

Leopin frowned, "Natasha, what's wrong?" He seemed to blame his wife for losing composure in such a setting.

"Nothing, just that she's so beautiful, it surprised me," Natasha looked at Qiao Yun awkwardly and glanced around.

Leopin's frown eased, and he immediately explained his wife's praise to Qiao Yun. Qiao Yun, confident in her beauty, wasn't too surprised and politely complimented Natasha's beauty.

Zheng Longqing, noticing the commotion, tried to push through to see what was happening. Suddenly, he collided with a charming red-clad woman. Caught off guard, the red wine in her hand spilled all over Zheng Longqing's white suit, leaving a red stain.

"Sorry, sorry..." The red-clad woman fumbled, Zheng Longqing, though angry, maintained his composure, about to say it was fine, but upon recognizing her, his face darkened, "Hua Linglong, did you do this on purpose?"

The red-clad woman, Hua Linglong, seemed to just recognize him, looking surprised, "Zheng Longqing?" She withdrew her hand, which was about to help, and then said with a mocking smile, "If you think so, that's fine."

Hua Linglong, with her seductive demeanor, exuded charm in every gesture, her curvaceous figure and soft waist making her a typical heartthrob, a woman who made men want to throw her on a bed and ravish her.

But Zheng Longqing seemed uninterested, his eyes burning with suppressed anger, wanting to act on the spot, but in such a setting, he couldn't do anything out of line to a woman. He let out a cold snort and turned to leave.

Since white clothes get dirty easily, he always kept a few spare outfits in his car, which came in handy now.

"Goodbye, Boss Zheng!" Hua Linglong called out sweetly, then gave Qiao Yun a meaningful look. The two different styles of beauties walked through the crowd toward the sea.