"Miss Su Yu!"
"Ms. Su Yu!"
"President Mo, I've heard so much about you."
"Hello, President Mo."
For a moment, greetings and pleasantries rose one after another, instantly lifting the atmosphere in the entire banquet hall.
A faint smile rested on Su Yu's face. She occasionally nodded in response, but did not linger among the crowd. Instead, she walked straight inside, soon reaching where Xu Qing, Zhao Yachian, and the others were gathered.
As their eyes met, everyone reacted differently.
Xu Qing and Xiao Jing were the most straightforward, almost immediately crowding around her affectionately.
Zhao Yachian and Shen Yuyan gently called out, "Sister Yu."
It was Xie Shuyu and Gao Mengting's first time truly meeting Su Yu. Looking at this peerless diva who had just become co-chair of the Tang Jin Cultural Fund, their expressions were exceedingly complicated.
However, before the pleasantries here could even begin—
The crowd fell silent again.
Then, several sharp intakes of breath and hushed cries of surprise rang out one after another from the entrance to the banquet hall.
"Ms. Ouyang?"
"It's Ms. Ouyang from Tang Yi Precision!"
"And Wen Ruan from Xingyun International Group!"
Su Yu and the others turned at the same time, looking toward the door connected to the Special Channel.
At the entrance, two mature figures walked in.
Ouyang Xuanyue wore a light-gray suit, her long hair pinned up, her bearing elegant and imposing.
Wen Ruan wore an off-white long dress that outlined her tall, voluptuous figure in an especially sexy way. Her makeup was bright and alluring, and a faint smile lingered in her eyes. Lin Mu Xue stood frozen in place.
(°A*=°A°)!!!
No way!
Even Mother Ouyang came?!
What the hell was going on?!
Since when was I, Xiao Xue, this important? How come I didn't know?!
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