In the afternoon, Qianzike and Wen Ming were leisurely walking near the golden coastline, and suddenly Quan Yiling walked in front of the two with four waitresses, Quan Yiling looked at Wen Ming, turned his head to Qianzike and said: "Miss Qian, Mr. Mo is going to attend the state banquet tonight, and I invite you as a dance partner, please go back with me to dress up a little." ”

"State, state banquet?"

"Yes."

Asa Zike couldn't help but be stunned: "Isn't the state banquet a banquet for the head of state to entertain state guests, why should I go?" ”

"As the largest shareholder of Dubai's leading real estate company, Mr. Mo is fortunate to be invited to the state banquet by Mr. Chief, and you, as Mr. Mo's wife, should go together."

Asakko Ke frowned slightly, he thought that he had come here to accompany him on a business trip, and he had nothing to do with himself, but now he was going to attend the state banquet, and he wanted to hit the wall depressed.

"Okay, then I'll go first."

The woman beckoned to Wen Ming and kept up with Kwon's pace.

Back in the presidential suite, Nuoda's room turned into a dressing room in a blink of an eye, and twenty waiters stood in an orderly row and bowed to Asako Keshen: "I'm happy to serve you." ”

"Ah, thank you." Asa Zike nodded in return.

Asa Zike sits in front of the dressing table, puts on makeup, arranges her hair, and does nail art...... A group of people circled around her.

Quan Yiling looked at his watch and said to the woman: "Miss Qian, these are professional styling teams, you are dressed here this afternoon, and Mo will always come to pick you up to the national banquet hall in the evening." ”

"Okay."

In the evening, Asa Zike took a deep breath, sat for an afternoon and felt that his whole person had a sore back, got up and looked at the lovely person in the mirror and couldn't help but be stunned: Is this really himself?

The woman was dressed in a long black tight V-neck evening gown. It not only highlights her golden ratio figure, but also sets off the woman's fair skin, the deep black gauze wraps around the woman, charming and at the same time shows her noble and cold temperament, the gold and silver headdress decorated on the hairpin makes the woman cold and glamorous at the same time mixed with a bit of playfulness, wearing diamond-studded high heels, the whole person is beautiful and captivating.

Asako Ke looked at herself in the mirror in a daze, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but raise a smile, she couldn't help but be beautiful by herself, but then again, what woman doesn't love beauty?

There was a sound of opening the door and the waiter talking behind him, and before the woman could react, a proud and handsome face appeared in the mirror, and Asa Zike looked at the man in the mirror, and asked in a low voice but very curiously: "I ......"

"You're beautiful."

Before she could finish asking, he replied, as if he had a clear heart, and he knew what the other party wanted to say when he opened his mouth.

The woman turned around, raised her eyes and looked at the man's deep black eyes, he was also handsome tonight, the pure black suit looked particularly tall on his body, and his body exuded a pure natural kingly momentum, no need for extra dress, just relying on momentum to win everything.

Asakko pursed her lips and reached out to help the man tie, the man's powerful male hormones came with the unique taste of tobacco, the woman's little face was red, and her hands couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Mozu Beitan looked at the woman with low eyes, hooked his lips and smiled evilly: "Tie me a tie, why is your face red?" ”

Asa Zike withdrew his hand and glared at the man fiercely: "There is too much blush!" ”

The man raised his eyebrows, leaned over slightly and pecked at the woman's red lips, his strong arms falling on the woman's waist, half-pushing her to walk towards the door.

Quan Yiling looked at the backs of the two leaving, and said to the man on the side: "You can go back and rest tonight, and I will translate from Mr. Mo's side." ”

As he spoke, Quan Yiling kept up with his boss, frowning slightly: I hope Qianzike can't understand Arabic.