On the 23rd floor, inside the Star Language Hall.
A barely perceptible high-end fragrance, blended from white truffles and citrus, lingered in the air.
The atmosphere was full of the cheerfulness and mystery unique to a young people's party.
Guests wearing all kinds of masks gathered in little groups, guessing each other's identities as laughter continued without pause.
As the heroine of the evening, Tian Jing was naturally the absolute focus of the entire venue.
She moved effortlessly through the crowd, exchanging pleasantries and taking photos with every friend, a sweet smile always on her face.
Just as she was chatting with several friends, Manager Liu from the hotel hurried over.
Bowing slightly, he said respectfully in a voice only the two of them could hear, "Miss Tian, Chairman Tang just arrived at the hotel. He asked me to tell you that he needs to meet a friend at the last minute and will be delayed for a few minutes. He'll be here shortly."
Hearing this, Xiao Jing pouted.
What was Lord Tang Song up to?!
She had planned everything out, every step timed to the minute. How could he suddenly have something to do?
All her friends were here now, while Meng Chuan, Lin Jingming, and the others had yet to arrive. This was the perfect chance for him to make an entrance.
Otherwise, the spotlight would be stolen.
Though she felt a little resentful inside, her expression did not change in the slightest. She merely nodded gently and said, "Got it. Thank you."
Just then, a young man called out with a grin, "Look, Sister Qingli is here!"
At those words, everyone turned in unison toward the entrance.
Then they saw a man and a woman walking over side by side.
The woman wore a purple evening gown,