C9

Bang bang bang.

Step by step he slid down the stairs, his head banging against the hard step.

Wen Nuan looked at his high heels for a few seconds, then turned and ran. But instead of fleeing, she returned to the meeting place. If Han Ting dared to disrespect her again, she would really smash him to death.

The opening dance in the banquet hall had already ended and everyone was seated.

Amidst the applause, Chi Jingshen slowly walked onto the stage.

"Hello, I am Chi Jingshen." He stood up straight and said in a low, mellow voice, "Although I can't see, but I know that each of you are working very hard, so I hope you can continue to work hard."

"Then..." Gone?

It was very quiet in the hall. Everyone was trying their best to digest what the big boss had said. His black eyes seemed to hide the depths of the ocean, making it impossible to tell that he was blind.

"Where's Han Ting?" Lin Peiru sat in front of the table and leaned over, staring at Wen Nuan and asked.

"To Mars." The corner of Wen Nuan's lips slightly raised, the high heels on his feet were lightly stepped on by her, what a regret, they should have ruthlessly stepped on his face just now!

"Wen Nuan, don't be so weird, he doesn't even love you." Lin Peiru sneered and got up to look for Han Ting.

Wen Nuan grabbed the cup and drank.

Her mind was in a mess. She did not know if Han Ting had fallen to his death, nor did she know if he knew she was here.

"Xiao Wen, are your alcohol tolerance so good?" Jia Yuanqing finally could not resist asking her.

Wen Nuan turned her head and looked at him puzzledly.

Jia Yuanqing pointed to the cup in her hand. She was almost finished drinking the big cup of white wine. This was the half a catty cup that he had prepared for himself. He planned to use it in a while. He did not expect that when Wen Nuan grabbed it, he would start drinking immediately. He did not change his expression even after drinking half a jin of it, as if nothing had happened.

"Hiss, no wonder it's so spicy …" Wen Nuan quickly put down his wine cup and started to fan his mouth with all his might.

Why did his mouth have no idea what was going on?

Soon, the strong alcohol had heated up her internal organs, and the burning magma in her blood vessels made her look like an active volcano that could erupt at any time.

Wen Nuan looked towards the stage and saw that Chi Jingshen was walking down slowly. His eyes were serene and deep, his steps steady and steady.

He was probably the blind one, blind to the point that he had been scammed by a scumbag for many years.

She tilted her head back and finished the last mouthful of white wine.

With the alcohol on her head, she used the alcohol to get up and waved at Chi Jingshen.

"President Chi, I'm here."

Everyone looked at her.

"Warm, what are you doing?" Jia Yuanqing quickly pulled her back.

"I want... I want to ask President Chi to dance. " Wen Nuan laughed. Such a good thing had fallen onto her head, she had somehow become Chi Jingshen's wife. She had to urge him to quickly get her pass! To prevent himself from being like Han Ting, falling for nothing.

The entire venue was as quiet as a chicken.

After a while, Chi Jingshen stood at his original spot, and extended his hand towards Wen Nuan's direction, the corners of his lips slowly hooked up, "It's my honor."

Wen Nuan pulled his chair and walked over to him quickly. Her slim figure moved step by step, just like the scenery on the field.

"Damn, this Wen Nuan is amazing." Someone whispered in discussion.

"Don't tell me you've never seen her so beautiful before."

Borrowing the alcohol to bolster his courage, Wen Nuan placed his hand on Chi Jingshen's palm.

"Why?" She raised her flushed face and looked boldly into his eyes. His black eyes were so deep that one could not see the bottom. Only at such a close distance could one see that the focal length was indeed scattered.

The corner of Chi Jingshen's mouth hooked up again, and lightly said: "You stepped on my foot."

Wen Nuan lowered her head in panic, her feet almost pressing down on the back of his feet.

"I'm sorry." Her face grew even redder, and she hastily withdrew her feet.

"I'm fine." His hand closed around her waist and hooked forward.

Wen Nuan crashed into his embrace, causing her heartbeat to quicken.

Her breath caught and she looked up at him quickly.

"I can't see you, so be careful." He was still the same relaxed and elegant person.

Wen Nuan panicked, she did not know how to dance, what if she tripped him and tripped him? Would he be angry and fire her at once?

"I-I don't know how to dance." she admitted.

"Oh?" He curled his lips again, and suddenly a leg shot between her knees, one hand around her waist, the other on her forehead, bending her back in a rainbow.

"It's soft at the waist." He smiled and moved his arm forward to straighten her.

The surrounding crowd burst into applause and applause.

Wen Nuan looked at him dizzily. Before he could regain his senses, he had already taken her and spun countless rounds, fainting her once again.

"It's pretty good." he whispered again.

"You …"

Wen Nuan tiptoed, trying to get closer to his eyes.

Unexpectedly, he put one hand on her waist, the other quickly moved to the back of her head, and pressed her head against his shoulder, his lips close to her ear.

The hot breath drilled into her ears.

This posture was too intimate. The two of them were almost completely stuck together.

There were soft sounds coming from all directions.

Wen Nuan didn't even need to look to know how strange and complicated their faces were.

She struggled, but he held her tight, and she heard him whisper in her ear, "Wait for me in the basement parking lot after the party."

Wen Nuan looked at him in panic.

"Isn't it fun?" Chi Jingshen smiled and released her hand.

Wen Nuan pursed his lips, feeling very puzzled in his heart.

Why did this person do this?

"Depth of field of vision, come and sit." Gao Yongcheng personally went over to help Chi Jingshen up.

Wen Nuan discovered that Chi Jingshen only needed someone to lead him there, and he could rely on his own feelings to move forward. However, everyone was afraid that he would bump into them. No matter where he went, they would automatically move their chairs away until he sat down. Only then did everyone return to their seats.

Wen Nuan covered his hot face and returned to his original position.

"Don't look down on him. He fought a beautiful business battle at the age of eighteen. He beat his opponent to the point where his face was covered in dirt. He even personally went to the sect to kneel and beg for his life." Jia Yuanqing and a few of his colleagues were discussing Chi Jingshen.

"However, I heard that he was actually an illegitimate child and was only found when he was sixteen …" Director Zhao Lin from the fourth branch came over to stand in front of Jia Yuanqing and said in a low voice.

"Shh, shut up." Jia Yuanqing glared at him.