Chapter 148

Chapter 148 I couldn’t speak for Evan; the resort was a joint venture; I couldn’t bear the consequences. I looked at Evan “Uncle Yuan is about to cry. Fine, let’s sit down, Evan said cheerfully.

Yuan Xinjiang... That brat always gets the upper hand.

I nodded. “Okay.” I stepped aside. He seemed happy; he wasn’t worried about Yuan Xinjiang’s tricks? He wasn’t usually this careless.

We went, even though we didn’t have to eat.

The long table was full; various dishes were laid out, including snacks like barbecue and congee. Yuan Xinjiang sat at the head;

Evan sat to his right. Keller and I stood in a corner. Yuan Xinjiang seated Xiaonan next to Evan. He still wasn’t giving up.

I shifted my attention to the person Yuan Xinjiang had signaled–not one of the VIPs or Keller, but a pretty influencer with a noticeably altered face. She sat next to Xiaonan.

Everyone started eating.“CEO Jones, a little congee is fine. It’s healthy,” the influencer said, scooping a bowl. Her long nails trembled slightly above the bowl. Without thinking negatively, maybe she was just checking the temperature. But with Yuan Xinjiang’s signal, it was different. Was there something in her nails? I wondered.

Evan politely thanked her but didn’t touch the congee. No matter how much Yuan Xinjiang and others praised it, he refused.

Everyone was astonished.

Yuan Xinjiang seemed to give up. Xiaonan tried several times to get Evan’s attention but failed. Eventually, everyone calmed down. I breathed a sigh of relief.

-The influencer got up and left. As she passed me, I smelled cherry liqueur... She didn’t return.

Evan excused himself. Yuan Xinjiang walked him to the door; the others followed.

At the door, I saw the influencer walking on a path outside the villa, carrying a bottle of water, swaying slightly. Had Yuan Xinjiang’s instructions failed, so she was hiding?

I looked away. Evan and I returned to the villa. I immediately reached for water. I’d been on high alert all night.“I’m hungry. Get me something to eat,” Evan said.

Me:...What about his health regime? I put down my water and checked the refrigerator. Sadly, there was nothing to cook; the dinner had been delivered. The refrigerator only contained fruit.

I washed some fruit. Evan frowned.“...Secretary Wen, you’re getting more and more perfunctory.”

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