Her gaze fell on Wang Shan clinging to Xiang Yimo's arm, feeling a sense of suffocation in her heart.
However, today Wang Shan was Xiang Yimo's female companion, so it was more than normal for her to be clinging to his arm like this.
The two of them, dressed up and standing together, looked perfectly matched. Zhong Lingling lowered her head to glance at her own sportswear, too embarrassed to even stand beside Xiang Yimo!
She wondered what kind of danger there could be at the banquet that made Xiang Yimo ask her to dress this way. Watching Xiang Yimo and Wang Shan head towards the elevator, Zhong Lingling took the stairs to the third floor alone.
The makeup artist arranged in advance by Xiang Yimo received Zhong Lingling with great respect and repeatedly emphasized that the president had asked her to make Zhong Lingling's facial features look more ordinary, hoping Zhong Lingling wouldn't mind too much.
