Chapter 9: The Banquet
In the evening, Lin Qinglin packed up his things and planned to go home to change his clothes, and then went to the Marriott Hotel to participate in the banquet.
Today is just an ordinary charity dinner, and the famous families in Shenyang City will usually participate, whether it is to expand their contacts or simply to enjoy being flattered, in short, Lin Qinglin has to pretend to be very happy to participate in it.
"Qinglin, are you off work?" At this time, there was a knock on the office door, Lin Qinglin just heard the sound, and his thin body couldn't help but tremble.
"Qiyan, why are you here?"
"It's not strange to come and pick up my beautiful fiancée for dinner." As the only son of the Jiang family, Jiang Qiyan has everything in terms of fame and fortune and wealth.
Tall and straight, dressed in a black suit, not inferior to the handsomeness of any little fresh meat at the moment, but Lin Qinglin could feel the coldness emanating from his body.
Six years ago, the marriage of the Jiang family and the Lin family shocked the entire Shenyang, but the handsome men and beautiful women are a good match, they are a very typical unmarried couple in high society. The reporter photographed them always with a proper smile and a stable relationship, but ...... If a person drinks water, he knows whether he is warm or cold.
“…… Then wait for me to go back and change my clothes. ”
"Don't bother, I have a familiar store, and the clothes have been prepared for you a long time ago, let's go." Jiang Qiyan looked warm, his smile was extremely gentle, and he seemed to be considerate of Lin Qinglin, pretending not to see Lin Qinglin's tangled expression and his clenched fists that desperately restrained himself.
"Okay, that's for you."
"Silly girl, what do we say thank you for?"
Lin Qinglin didn't want to quarrel with him over these trivial matters, because he knew too well how terrible Jiang Qiyan, a man, would be once he lost his mind.
When he arrived at the clothing store, Lin Qinglin let himself be like a marionette and the clerk put on a set of small dresses to try on Jiang Qiyan to see.
"Jiang Shao, Miss Lin's skin is very white, this skirt is very much called her, do you mean?"
"There's too much of this back, change it again."
"Then this one, this little black dress looks very solemn, and it is also designed by a well-known designer, I dare to guarantee that there is only this one in Shenyang."
Lin Qinglin was asked by the clerk and Jiang Qiyan, and she just changed which skirt they asked her to change.
"Well, this one is okay, does Qinglin like it?" Sitting on the sofa, watching Lin Qinglin's beautiful figure change into every dress he thought was good, Jiang Qiyan enjoyed this process very much, after all, it was one of the few...... When he felt that he could control Lin Qinglin.
"It's good if you say yes." Lin Qinglin knew that he asked his opinion just by the way, and a man like Jiang Qiyan never cared about other people's feelings.
"Qinglin is really good, let's go."
Lin Qinglin was most afraid of Jiang Qiyan's smile, which was unfathomable and made her feel scared.
Not long after, when they arrived at the venue, Lin Qinglin tried his best to make his expression look relaxed, put on a smirk, and then secretly glanced at the time, looking forward to passing quickly tonight.
"Qiyan, it seems that they are all your friends over there."
"Why don't you come and say hello to me? Anyway, they all know. ”
"No, I'm a little thirsty and want to get some drinks over there first."
After finding a few casual mouths and sending Jiang Qiyan away, Lin Qinglin hid in the corner of the venue alone, no matter how many times she didn't like such an occasion, it made people feel tired.