Su Shaoxi sat in the back seat of the car, looking at the photo on his mobile phone, Qiao Airuo's happy expression in the photo was undisguised, which made him a little jealous of the man in the photo.

He put down his phone and leaned back in his chair, his face slightly cold.

Tang Mo looked at the vaguely colored man in the rearview mirror, swallowed his saliva silently, and still asked, "Boss, are we going back to the apartment now?" ”

The man in the back seat did not speak, his eyes looked out the window, and his voice coldly spat out a few words: "Go to QK." ”

Tang Mo started the car and drove towards the QK Group.

Qiao Airuo on the other side of the venue was waiting with everyone for the birth of the lucky winner tonight, but he felt the mobile phone vibrate twice, and it was Su Shaoxi's message coming in: "Is it over?" I'll pick you up. ”

The smile on the corner of her mouth slowly expanded, and she replied, "Soon, waiting for you." ”

Han Zhixun, who was standing beside her, keenly felt her emotional changes, and a sour feeling appeared in his heart, and he was forced to press down, he turned his head and looked at the lottery area.

The host didn't notice the slight movement here, they looked at the final numbers and said in unison: "Congratulations to Bai Jia, the manager of the public relations department, for being the lucky winner tonight!" ”

The audience applauded thunderously, accompanied by whispers of envy and hatred.

Qiao Airuo looked at Bai Jia, who was pushed forward by several ministers with a smile on her face, and turned her head sideways to Han Zhixun and joked: "Good luck, the first beauty in the Asia-Pacific region." ”

Han Zhixun looked at Aunt Qiao Airuo's smiling face and responded to her with a smile, his tone was as gentle as usual: "Yes, it seems that my luck is good." But at the bottom of his heart, he smiled bitterly: Sure enough, Han Zhixun, what are you not sure about, what are you praying for?

He hid the wry smile in his heart, put on his signature smile, and walked towards Bai Jia, and the two danced on the dance floor.

"I feel that Bai Jia and our Alex are quite compatible." Qiao Airuo looked at the pair of beautiful people dancing on the dance floor, and came to a conclusion to Zheng Yan beside her.

Zheng Yan looked at Qiao Airuo's smiling side face, her mouth should match her thoughts, but she felt sorry for Han Zhixun in her heart, as Qiao Airuo's chief secretary for so many years, how could she not know Han Zhixun's intentions? Probably only Mr. Qiao in the world doesn't know that Mr. Han likes her.

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At half past ten o'clock in the evening, the party finally ended in a lively farewell, and Qiao Airuo and Han Zhixun left the venue in the support of everyone.

"Alex, you danced well with Bai Jia today." After leaving the crowd, Qiao Airuo said to Han Zhixun beside her, she drank a little too much tonight and walked a little slowly.

"Of course, isn't my dancing skill already spread throughout college?" Han Zhixun smiled, like a sunny boy who didn't know anything about the world.

Qiao Airuo couldn't help laughing, remembering that the two had participated in several school dance competitions in college before, and it was indeed Han Zhixun's encouragement and drive that made their group win the competition, she teased: "Indeed, our Mr. Han is a dancer who has been delayed by the chairman's career." ”

Han Zhixun held Qiao Airuo, who was almost crooked, and smiled noncommittally.

Wei Yuan, who was following behind him, thought secretly when he saw this: Mr. Han is only so considerate in front of Mr. Qiao.

The two talked and laughed all the way to the underground parking lot, and the bodyguards behind them followed quietly, and there was an extremely harmonious atmosphere between the two, which made people can't bear to interrupt them.