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Nangong Ling turned around and went to the stage with Yang Bojun to accept the award, leaving behind Nangong Lie, who was blowing his beard and staring, sulking. Feng Yuangang, who was behind him with a big belly, was about to say something when Nangong Lie slapped him That fat face: "The useless things were lost to those mysterious guests."

Feng Yuangang covered his face and looked at the smiling Yang Bojun on the stage. He did not resist Nangong Lie's behavior that hurt his self-esteem. In Dongcheng, it was because of Nangong Lie that he became a household name, and Nangong Lie treated him better than other people. Now, he could only hate Yang Bojun, turned towards the direction where the lights gathered, spit out in disgust, and followed Nangong Lie to leave the scene.

Everything was over, and Yang Bojun was taken back to the apartment by the car arranged by Wen Weichen. Nangong Ling originally wanted to keep Yang Bojun to work in his hotel, but seeing his firm decision, he didn't stay any longer.

Walking out of the hotel gate, Nangong Ling's heart was heavy. In this competition, he only won a reputation and the peace of Dongcheng's culinary world, but what he lost could never be regained.

The driver drove the car to the entrance of the hotel, and the waiter immediately stepped forward to open the car door for him, lowered his head, Nangong Ling just wanted to get in the car, but Wen Weichen appeared in front of him, separated by a car, the two seemed to have a tacit understanding, Nangong Ling stepped back again, told the waiter to close the car door, and waved to the driver.

The car left, Wen Weichen took a few steps and stood in the middle of the driveway with Nangong Ling, the two were about the same height, one was cold and handsome, the other was suave, with different styles, but they also attracted passers-by, especially those young women .

Wen Weichen put his hands in his pockets, and it was time for him to ask Nangong Ling for the result: "Is it time to give me the bet? It's really more cost-effective to change a game alone."

When Nangong Ling saw Wen Weichen, he knew that he would come to make this request with him. Now it was time for him to make the promise repeatedly, but his heart ached. He thought of Jiang Xiyan hugging Wen Weichen affectionately at the end of the game just now , There was another coldness on his face: "I will give you the bet, but I don't know if Mr. Wen and Ms. Cheng will agree."

Wen Weichen was taken aback for a moment, this Nangong Ling actually played such a trick on him, it seems that he still underestimated Nangong Ling, with a smile, all grievances and grievances were settled: "Then you have to be optimistic about this bet, I want to make her Yes, whether my father and mother agree or not, the answer is the same."

Walking towards her car, Jiang Xiyan in the car looked at the two men in the distance, she didn't know the conversation between them, let alone the bet, Wen Weichen opened the driver's door, and she couldn't wait to Knowing their conversation: "What are you talking about with Nangong Ling?"

Wen Weichen just smiled, and didn't tell her the truth. After all, the truth is too unacceptable, and no one wants to be bought and sold like a commodity: "Master's business, I will go to England next week."

Since reunion would lead to parting, Jiang Xiyan could understand Yang Bojun's decision, nodded, and stopped thinking about other things, quietly listening to music in Wen Weichen's car.

Nangong Ling watched the car leave, and Jiang Xiyan smiled at Wen Weichen, which had never been shown in front of him. What kind of life did he bring her?He didn't want to pay attention to it, he only knew that this woman excited him, and he also looked forward to her beauty under him.

Before my car came over, An Leer's red Ferrari stopped in front of her, found the door, walked up to Nangong Ling, and showed him a charming smile: "Ling, congratulations, I just don't start work today , I want to share this joy with you as soon as I see the end of the game on TV.”

Nangong Ling also looked at An Le'er. Since she fell ill last time, the two of them saw each other a lot less. No matter how the years changed, there was no trace of time on this woman's face at all: "Thank you, Le'er."

An Le'er opened her co-pilot's door, and this action obviously made a decision for Nangong Ling: "Let's go, I know you have a celebration dinner tonight, I'll take you there."

After Nangong Ling hesitated for a while, he sat in the passenger seat. An Leer's face was full of joy. She thought it would take a lot of effort to persuade him. Now, does she still have hope to be alone with him again? What happened last time, he He didn't blame him either. It seemed that he still couldn't forget the past.

The banquet scene in the evening was full of excitement. It was a triumphal feast for the victors in the shopping mall. Celebrities from all walks of life gathered here just to be able to climb the mountain of Nangong Ling.

After An Le'er was delivered to the door of the hotel, she quickly arranged her hair at a nearby image design center, changed into a dress, and then hurried to the scene.

Du Zhibin stopped An Le'er at the door. He hadn't taken a fancy to this woman from the beginning, and her haughty attitude made him unstoppable: "These are all partners with the Haodong Group. Ms. An, please go back."

An Le'er was a little unhappy with Du Zhibin's interception: "It's a banquet that requires a female companion. I sent Ling over just now, what? Do you still want to stop his female companion?"

Knowing that An Le'er was not easy to deal with, Du Zhibin just exercised his unique power and winked at the security guards behind him, and two security guards came over immediately: "Missy is already Brother Ling's girlfriend, if Miss An is sensible, It's better to go back early, lest Brother Ling and Missy come out and embarrass you even more."

An Le'er stomped her feet angrily. If she had known earlier, she would not have changed clothes, and just went in with Nangong Ling: "Du Zhibin, you opposed me in Switzerland, and now you don't let me go in Dongcheng. Why am I worse?" Nie Tong, this makes you look down on me."

Du Zhibin didn't answer An Leer's question, and asked the security guard to carry her out. A popular star was thrown at the door like this, which attracted many passers-by, and even some meddling entertainment reporters. An Leer treated her according to the situation. Not good, put on big black-rimmed glasses, got into the car and left.

Nie Tong's body is not as good as before, but she still stubbornly attended today's banquet. She wanted to let everyone know her identity as Mrs. Nangong.

Nangong Ling was dressed in a hand-stitched dark gray suit, holding a wine glass in his hand and clinking glasses with his business partners one by one. After a brief chat about work, he walked over to Nie Tong who was sitting beside him.

Looking at Nie Tong's young age, but facing the life and death of life, he is full of guilt towards Nie Dongxu. He didn't take good care of this younger sister, let alone let her get the happiness she wanted: "If you are tired, let Dabin go to bed sooner." Take you back to rest, I'll be back in a while."

Nie Tong shook his head, and stretched out his hand to caress Nangong Ling's unsmiling face: "I'm not tired, anyway, the banquet is almost over, let's go back together later."