These foreign dignitaries showed evident disappointment upon hearing that Lu Xiaoyou is Feng Zheyu's fiancée.
"Oh! Beautiful girl, if only I had met you earlier!"
"Feng, you truly are a lucky man."
Their gazes at Lu Xiaoyou were no longer as ardent, and there was even a touch more respect for her.
"Zheyu." Qinghuang walked over in black high heels, her eyes meeting Lu Xiaoyou's. Lu Xiaoyou smiled faintly and sized her up.
Qinghuang was dressed in a gray office outfit, clean and sharp, looking no different from the female assistants accompanying those big bosses.
She resembled Lu Xiaoyou about seventy percent, but lacked Lu Xiaoyou's enchanting allure. She was too cold, like an emotionless machine, and men had no desire in their eyes when they looked at Qinghuang.
Qinghuang hadn't expected to run into Lu Xiaoyou in such a place.
Upon meeting, Qinghuang emitted a menacing vibe, not forgetting that she came with the task to eliminate the defective.
