The elevator stops on the 36th floor.

Zhang Xiaohui took Cheng Yifei and me to the banquet hall.

The ballroom is large in size, luxuriously and elegantly decorated, with warm colors, ornate glass crystal chandeliers that cover the entire ceiling, huge alabaster wall lamps hanging on wavy openwork engraved copper shelves, rich wood-grain floors, and large flower baskets with unique designs filled with blooming flowers.

Seeing Cheng Yifei, a man in his fifties, dressed in a blue and black suit, who looked shrewd and capable, greeted him and said with a smile:

"Yifei, you're here, welcome, welcome. ”

Cheng Yifei shook hands with him:

"Uncle Yin, congratulations on the 20th anniversary of the establishment of your restaurant, congratulations! I wish Uncle Yin, business is becoming more and more prosperous, and the financial resources are rolling in. ”

It turned out that this man was the president of the "Yuyang Hotel", and it seemed that he had a very close relationship with Cheng Yifei. Next to President Yin, there was a middle-aged woman dressed in a dignified and noble manner, her eyes glancing at me, and she couldn't hide the look of surprise on her face - it is estimated that she also knew Su Zinuo and noticed that I looked similar to Su Zinuo.

The middle-aged woman smiled and asked, "Yifei, this is—"

Cheng Yifei smiled, he introduced: "Her name is Mi Xiaoke." ”

The middle-aged woman and President Yin glanced at each other.

Then, the middle-aged woman asked, "Yifei, Miss Mi is your girlfriend?"

Cheng Yifei not only did not deny it, but also said: "Yes." Aunt Yin, she's my girlfriend. ”

I opened my mouth wide and glared at Cheng Yifei.

Am I his girlfriend?

The middle-aged woman and President Yin looked at each other again. The middle-aged woman's appearance, as if she was very disappointed, and as if she was unwilling, looked at me again, but she maintained her image and smiled:

"Yifei, you have a girlfriend, me and your Uncle Yin, are happy for you. May you and Miss Mi be able to blossom and bear fruit for a hundred years in a short time. ”

Cheng Yifei said:

"Thank you, Uncle Yin, thank you, Aunt Yin. ”

Cheng Yifei said as he stretched out his hand, held my hand, held it tightly, and used his five fingers to tightly entangle my five fingers, as if ten fingers were intertwined - to outsiders, he and I were like a close couple.

Bystanders looked over and whispered.

Everyone is curious about me.

I always had a calm and shallow smile on my face. But my heart is very uncompetitively worried, just like an elevator on dozens of floors, up and down, open and closed.

Cheng Yifei, why did he mislead people? You know, I'm not his girlfriend at all—not even a female friend. How am I worthy? I just lift his shoes, and I don't deserve it. What's more, I already have Jiang Ziyu, no matter how good or excellent other men are, they have nothing to do with me.

The banquet is buffet-style and has everything you need.

There are French wine braised chicken, Hungarian beef stew, South American garlic grilled chicken, Hungarian beef stew, Indonesian vegetable salad, Japanese sushi, freshly made zuò sashimi, steamed abalone in sake, salt-grilled mackerel, sizzling prawns, grilled skewers in sauce, and a variety of Chinese classics, as well as a variety of pastries, wine, fruits, and drinks.

The banquet was indescribably lively.

The whole city is almost full of dignitaries and nobles. The men wore suits and ties, and their hair was shiny, while the women were dressed very ceremoniously, with light makeup and heavy makeup.

The chips are staggered, and the clothes are fragrant and the sideburns are shadowed.

In the melodious music, many gentlemen and ladies talked and laughed, singing and dancing.

(To be continued)