In the evening, the skyscrapers were all shrouded in a faint golden light. The always luxurious and exquisite office building stood upright.
Xia Weilan walked up to the reception desk. Before she could say a word, the receptionist greeted her with a smiling face and said, "Miss Xia, are you here to see the president? The president said you can go straight up."
Xia Weilan's gentle and elegant face wore a faint smile. She responded to the receptionist and then left a faint fragrance trailing behind her, like the scent of some kind of flower.
The receptionist watched Xia Weilan's figure as she walked away. There was nothing but respect in her eyes.
Who didn't know Xia Weilan, the new chairwoman of the Xia Group? She was talented and already quite famous in the design world. Moreover, she was their president's girlfriend. One could easily imagine how enviable and admirable Xia Weilan, who had gathered so many honors, was.
Xia Weilan took the elevator all the way to the top floor.
As soon as she got out of the elevator, she saw Xu Wei just entering the president's office. She walked over too.
Just as she reached the door, she heard a clear voice from inside: "President, for tomorrow's charity event, do you want Secretary Sha or Miss Cai to be your female companion? The dinner after this charity event requires guests to bring a companion. Please take a look and decide who should go."
Just then, Xia Weilan had reached the door. She gently knocked on it. Wearing a delicate Chanel-style shawl, she stood there like a ray of bright sun, extremely eye - catching.
"Madam, you're here," Xu Wei said. As soon as he saw Xia Weilan coming, he immediately stopped the previous topic subconsciously.
Although it was because Xia Weilan was going to start school the next day that they had to find a secretary as a female companion, Xu Wei still thought it inappropriate for Xia Weilan to hear this with her own ears.
"Yes, I'm here," Xia Weilan said as she walked in on her own and sat down on the sofa. "You can continue with your business. I'll just wait here."
Xu Wei looked up at Mo Beichen. Seeing Mo Beichen's faint look, he immediately understood and said, "I've already reported everything. Then I'll go out."
After saying that, Xu Wei turned around, bowed extremely respectfully to Xia Weilan, and then walked out and closed the door.
Mo Beichen stood up from his chair. Under his black tousled hair were a pair of eyes like obsidian. He walked over to her and reached out his hand. "Let's go."
But Xia Weilan didn't move. She looked up at him and said, "You seem to have so many female secretaries!"
Mo Beichen put his hands in his trouser pockets. He suddenly felt a bit happy in his heart, knowing that she was jealous. But on the surface, he looked at her innocently and said, "When attending galas, sometimes a female companion is needed. It's always been like this."
The words "always been like this" made Xia Weilan's eyes darken unpleasantly. She stood up from the sofa, lowered her voice and said, "I'm free tomorrow."
Then she closed her mouth tightly and looked at him. Her eyes were a bit stubborn, but her small mouth was slightly pursed, looking like she was asking for comfort.
"Okay," Mo Beichen took his hand out of his trouser pocket and stroked her forehead. The touch was incredibly smooth and extremely comfortable, just like stroking a kitten's fur.
Xia Weilan felt a bit better, so she confirmed again, "I can go too tomorrow."
"Sure," Mo Beichen replied indifferently. Then he casually took her hand and walked out together. "What do you want for dinner?"
Xia Weilan was a bit stunned. How could it be over so quickly? She hadn't even had a chance to get angry. But the next second, the two of them entered the elevator. When they were entering the elevator, Mo Beichen said to Secretary Xu Wei outside the elevator, "From now on, for any event that requires a female companion, don't arrange anyone other than Weilan for me."
Secretary Xu Wei: "..."
He had to take the blame for this.
Sure enough, Xia Weilan felt much more comfortable. She even said to Mo Beichen, "Since it's for business, don't blame him. I'm not really trying to make a fuss."
Look, how considerate Xia Weilan was. She even comforted Mo Beichen not to take it to heart.
The next day was the day when students at University A started school.
There were no classes in the morning. Usually, the teachers would explain the study plan for the new semester. In the afternoon, Xia Weilan was a bit worried because she had a class in the afternoon. If she went to the event after class, she was afraid she would be late.
But just when Xia Weilan was troubled by her irrational arrangement, Mo Beichen called and told her that the event had been postponed, so she could go later.
This was just great.
The charity event in Kyoto was held at a villa at the foot of a mountain at 4 p.m.
There were already many cars parked at the entrance of the villa. The event had been suddenly postponed for an hour, so those who had arrived early could only gather in the meeting hall and wait.
Ouyang Mingqi was wearing a clean and tidy suit. As soon as he got out of the car, the reporters waiting at the entrance surrounded him.
Ouyang Mingqi didn't even change his expression when he saw the crowd swarming towards him. He still smiled with the most perfect curve and walked over slowly.
"Mr. Ouyang, is it true that you shielded your wife when she committed a crime? What's your opinion on what your wife did, which was so shocking?"
"Your company is in a slump. Why did you still come to this kind of charity event? Have you already owed a huge debt?"
The reporters' eyes were bright. They were all old foxes. At this time, Ouyang Mingqi's reputation was so bad that everyone wanted to criticize him. Once they caught him, of course, they could ask all kinds of sarcastic questions, completely different from their previous flattery.
Ouyang Mingqi, who always claimed to be a charity ambassador, was involved in such a stain. This huge contrast was the selling point of the news.
Many people took a lot of photos of Ouyang Mingqi. Their expressions were all aggressive. But Ouyang Mingqi's smile on his lips deepened. He said to everyone, "I don't care what the outside world says about me, but I know one thing, that is, to have a clear conscience! I never do anything against morality. As for the current situation of my company, it will never affect my kindness to this society at any time. So I'm here."
Such beautiful words, combined with such a calm and kind expression, instantly made all the reporters present feel like they had been doused with cold water. Their anger was completely extinguished. Some reporters with a strong sense of morality even lowered their heads slightly.
A look of satisfaction flashed across Ouyang Mingqi's eyes. Then he walked in under everyone's gaze.
The reporters were very suspicious. Could it be that all the previous rumors were false? How could a kind - hearted person like Ouyang Mingqi protect a murderer? Maybe he was just dragged down by his useless wife.
When Xia Weilan and Mo Beichen finally arrived, it was just the time when the charity event officially started. Xia Weilan and Mo Beichen walked in and sat down on the front - row chairs. They didn't see Ouyang Mingqi sitting in the corner at the back.
Xia Weilan was wearing a proper evening dress. She sat quietly beside Mo Beichen. They were sitting so close that they even whispered to each other from time to time. Ouyang Mingqi even saw the two of them smiling happily.
The world was so unfair.
Mo Beichen was born with so much power and status, while he, Ouyang Mingqi, didn't have such connections and family background.
Comparing people always made one annoyed.
On the podium, the host began to introduce the items for the charity auction one by one. More than half of the items were bought by Mo Beichen. There was a round of applause in the villa, and compliments were endless.
Xia Weilan's eyes sparkled as she looked at Mo Beichen. Her man was so handsome.
"Next, let's welcome the director of the orphanage to come up and say a few words." As soon as the host finished speaking, Xia Weilan looked up and saw an old man with gray hair walking up slowly. There was also a five - year - old little girl beside him, always pulling on the old man's trouser leg. Although they were all wearing simple clothes, their expressions were extremely pure.