710 Personal Air Freshener (1/2)

As the evening grew late, some people began to leave. There were those, however, who only became more spirited as the party went on.

The festive atmosphere prompted many to drink more alcohol, becoming inebriated, although fortunately none acted too rowdy and ended up embarrassing themselves in front of their bosses and colleagues with any wild, drunken behaviour. Some though lost a little of their inhibitions by becoming more extroverted but thank goodness they didn't lose their good manners in the process as well.

Iris, who for some reason had become oversensitive to smells lately, almost couldn't bear the nauseating mishmash of revolting scents wafting from everyone around her. She paled and stumbled a little on her feet, doing her best not to inhale too much of the polluted air while cold sweat beaded on her skin.

She was roaming around by herself at the moment and interacting with some of her fans. Long Jian had long since left her to chat with his own circle of close colleagues.

Everyone was busy doing their own thing at the party, either using it as an opportunity to network and advance their careers or simply treating it as a break from work to relax and have a good time.

Iris adored her loyal fans, the Black Stars, and would always be grateful for their support but right now, she could no longer take the sickening smells assaulting her. After signing what felt like the millionth autograph tonight, she excused herself and made a quick escape.

In her peripheral vision, she noticed her bodyguards following her without acting too conspicuous with the female bodyguard walking closest to her.

”To the powder room,” Iris said in a low voice but then gasped when the surrounding smells almost choked her. She immediately held her breath while hurrying out of the main hall. Her desperate actions caused her to sway and almost fall down.

Her female bodyguard reacted quickly and grabbed her arm to steady her. Iris allowed her bodyguard to guide her to the nearest empty powder room. It was fortunate that nobody noticed her discomfort because she still managed to look elegant as always.

The female bodyguard entered with her inside. Iris felt weak and a little dizzy but also relieved to be away from the suffocating jumble of smells at the party. Gradually, she managed to recover her bearings.

”Let's go back,” Iris said, planning to return to the main hall to bid good night to Long Tengfei and the others so that she could finally go home and rest.

But before her bodyguard could respond, an insistent knocking interrupted them. Iris frowned, annoyed at the person who disturbed them.

”Occupied!” her bodyguard shouted at the door.

”It's me,” a familiar male voice replied.

Iris' eyes lit up, her frown disappearing. The female bodyguard moved to open the door. [This novel is a contracted work with W e b n o v e l . c o m (remove spaces). If you're not reading this chapter on W e b n o v e l, it has been stolen. It's very discouraging to see thieves profitting from my hard work. Please read this novel on W e b n o v e l. Thank you! -Arria Cross]

Jin Liwei, still in his business suit, entered the powder room while the female bodyguard left and closed the door to give the couple privacy. He zeroed in on Iris and scowled after seeing her pale, unhealthy appearance. Her bodyguards needed some serious scolding because they didn't take care of his baby girl. It only took a second for him to reach her with his long legs.