Chatper 950 (2/2)

The businessman in a suit and leather shoes, with a handsome face, invited Dai Sisi.

Dai Sisi, on the other hand, looked at Xiong Miao for consultation.

Xiong Miao said, "You go."

Dai Sisi said to the man with a smile, "Okay."

So I went to the banquet ballroom with the man, and started the elegant and noble Latin dance steps of the upper class.

Xiong Miao's gaze pierced through the crowd and landed directly on Zhan Yeling who was talking with a foreign businessman. He was wearing a black suit, deep and dignified.

The innate nobility made his gestures so seductive.

Xiong Miao was looking at him, Zhan Yeling's black eyes were looking at her, Xiong Miao quickly looked away, as embarrassed as if someone caught her peeping.

With his head down, he turned around, put the goblet back on the bar, and Xiong Miao walked out of the banquet by himself.

The excitement belongs to other people, but deep in the banquet, she only has deep pain in her heart.

Looking at Zhan Yeling, thinking of what he said just now that women are like clothes, it felt like a big stone was pressing on her heart, and the pain made it difficult for her to breathe.

She was going out to get some air, maybe it would make herself feel better.

Outside the hotel, it was already late at night.

At night in the city, the lights are feasting and the neon lights are flashing, making it impossible to guess the exact time.

Xiong Miao stood by the side of the hotel gate, watching the people and cars passing by on the asphalt road ahead.

Her eyes were in a trance, her whole body was in confusion and grief, and her mind was full of Zhan Yeling's contempt for her just now.