erthinking it. Su Meng, that busy person, if it wasn't for this time because of Jian Tong, how would she even know who Qin Mumumu wasQin Mumumu organized her words in her heart, then cautiously looked...But the moment a man's wrist was grasped, a faint smile played at the corner of his lips. He gestured to the attendants on either side, who willingly pulled open the half doors beside them.

The door opened.

The melodious music, gentle yet captivating light, poured out, and in an instant, it bathed the unexpected arrival of a young couple.

Perhaps the sudden arrival of these guests drew the attention of others at the banquet.

Jian Tong wore a smile, but she felt that maybe the bigger possibility was that the man beside her was just too dazzling.

Regardless of the envious gazes, however fervent they may be, for Kain Ferocchi, this moment is a momentous occasion worth remembering.

He lowered his gaze, lightly scanning the woman beside him. From his perspective, he could only see the soft top of her head. The moment she took hold of his wrist, in that instant, he felt as though his long-empty heart chamber had been filled to the brim, leaving no room for anything else.

If...if it could always be like this.

The man didn't think about it anymore.

His gaze followed the woman's head, moving down to her long, jet-black hair.

Suddenly, I remembered a popular saying online recently — when her hair reaches her waist, will you marry me

Whom...did she want to wait for

Suddenly, this strange question popped into my head.

"You're really beautiful today... Your hair looks great too."

"Don't joke, Kane, I said I was nervous, do you believe me"

The man just smiled and silently added in his heart: I'm not joking.

There was a commotion at the corner ahead.

"Come, let's go over there." Cain led the woman beside him toward the surging crowd.

"Wait, wait a moment." She was still nervous, her palm sweating. "That... is Mr. Miller"

"No, Milferd has always been mysterious. That's his secretary."

She was surprised, and she took another look at the surging place, her heart even more shocked... Myfair has always been mysterious, everyone knows that.

It makes sense that Miller wouldn't attend such an event.

But, surprisingly, that person was just a secretary to Mirfield, one secretary appearing could attract so much attention from political and business elite.

The woman lowered her head, then after a long pause, looked up: "Kane, thank you."

The latter said nonchalantly:

Don't thank me just yet.

I am just a recommender.

Whether you can finally get a chance with Mifahr, that depends on you.

Hearing this, she let out a sigh of relief and immediately smiled: "Cain, thank you."

"Come, I'll take you to see Myfanwy."

He pulled her through the crowd, and wherever they went, people made way for them.

"Hello, Duke Caine." As soon as they arrived beside Milfer's secretary, the well-dressed secretary immediately spotted Caine and parted the crowd to approach him, greeting him warmly.

Jian Tong was slightly surprised... Duke

She turned her head and the other person gave her a reassuring smile: "It's the 21st century now, where are there any princes and nobles They are all just empty titles left behind by our ancestors, they don't matter."

"I'm still the Kane you know."

"Mr. has been waiting for you in the upstairs drawing-room." The secretary politely stepped back half a pace, placing one hand before him and bowing slightly from the waist, making way for her.

Jian Tong followed him, stepping into a direct elevator. She and Kane went inside together. As the elevator doors closed behind them, she saw that in addition to some familiar faces at this banquet, there were many foreigners as well.

"Please wait a moment, I'll go in and report." The secretary said politely.

After a short while, he came out and invited them in.

To say I'm not nervous is a lie.

Think about it, the tension in this industry is something she only experienced when she first started out.

Her palm suddenly tightened, she looked down and saw the person beside her. At some point, he had taken her hand. It was as if she had been burned, but just when she wanted to pull away, reason triumphed over psychology.

She tilted her head and smiled at him: "I can, don't worry." Then her gaze shifted downward to the two hands clasped together.

Cain gently loosened his grip.

A warm, passionate voice whispered in my ear: “Oh God, I can't believe this.”

Is this your even

The moment Jian Tong looked up, the hand that was about to release her suddenly tightened its grip. A melodious voice, deep and rich like a cello, echoed above her head:

"No,"

The woman's face was serene, just about to introduce herself: "Tong Jane, an... re..." Let me know if you'd like me to try and decipher the incomplete names!

"Fine."

The woman's smile froze instantly: "That's not funny." she whispered to the man beside her. The latter gave a faint smile and, in a leisurely manner, explained to the pale-haired Merrill, who looked utterly shocked,

"A lean should have more."

In a single sentence, he shifted the blame to Michael across from him. However, the latter didn't seem angry at all. Kane then introduced them: "Jian Tong, chairman of Jian Group. Michael, founder of French Demen and an industry pioneer."

"Hello. Jian Tong."

"Beautiful lady, hello, My name is Mirfaal. "

Kane let go of Jian Tong's hand. “You two chat, I'll have a drink.” He sauntered to the bar tucked around the corner and poured himself a glass, then beckoned the secretary-general. "Have a drink"

"Yes, Your Grace."

Chapter 305: I Don't Want Verbal Thanks

The meeting lasted for almost an hour.

And throughout, Kane Farroque remained at the corner bar, quietly chatting with the Secretary of State over drinks.

Until Jian Tong walked out from behind the glass partition, the man gracefully put down his cup and stood up.

"Come on, we've been rushing all the way and haven't had a break, you must be tired. Let me send you back to your room"

"Kane, wait a minute, old friends meeting, won't you have a drink with me"

Mi Fa'er leaned against the glass door, smiling at this side.

Upon hearing this, Jian Tong's tense nerves relaxed, "In that case, I won't disturb the two of you catching up."

Her reaction, of course, was keenly picked up by Kane Ferroch. His deep eyes dimmed slightly. He was a smart man, knowing when to take a step back. He didn't insist on taking Jian Tong away with them.

"Well," the man inclined his head, a slight lift of his lips towards Miller who leaned against the door. "But it is late. To let a lady leave alone would not be gentlemanly."ouldn't want to be involved with anyone around her. But Jian Tong's apology like this, on the contrary, exposed Jeanne's arrogance."Alright, you want to apologize, do you Then make it real!" Furious,...