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In the grand hotel banquet hall, Yan Yumeng walked among the crowd of upper class while wearing a silk dress that dragged on the ground, high heels and a wine cup. Large waves of chestnut hair hung down from her waist, and her every gesture was filled with a noble and charming beauty.

Lin Muhan watched from afar and lightly smiled as he socialized with the surrounding tycoons. During their conversation, Yan Yumeng had already appeared in front of Lin Muhan without the least bit of hesitation.

"Miss Yan, you don't want to play the piano anymore?" Lin Muhan replied with a smile

The hotel's piano music suddenly rang, "Tonight, I want to invite President lin to dance." Yan Yumeng respectfully invited, at the same time giving the wine cup in her hand to the waiter at the side.

Everyone gradually dispersed, and in the middle of the stage, Lin Muhan and Yan Yumeng looked at each other, and the waltz began.

"Miss Yan, I never thought that your dancing skills were not bad either." Lin Muhan hugged Yan Yumeng's waist, but her hands still held onto her fists, her palms did not touch her at all.

"President lin isn't bad either." Yan Yumeng pressed her face closer to Lin Muhan. She couldn't remember how much time had passed, and it had been a long time since she last played a waltz in front of this public.

The dancing stopped and everyone dispersed. Lin Muhan bowed politely towards Yan Yumeng to show his appreciation, "Thank you Miss Yan for showing me your face". Then, he left Yan Yumeng with a cool and indifferent back.

"Hey, Miss Yan, let's have a drink?" A fat middle-aged man picked up his cup and started a conversation with Yan Yumeng.

"..." Yan Yumeng smiled and nodded. She raised her glass and clinked it with the middle aged man's, her heart was filled with disgust, but she knew that anyone who could strike a conversation with her in this kind of place would be either a financial giant or a tycoon.

"Miss Yan, your dancing here just now was awesome!" A young man also came up to her.

"It's President lin. He brought it well, and the dancing relied on a partner. Only with a good partner will you be able to execute the most beautiful dance steps," Yan Yumeng replied calmly. Normally, no one would ask about it at banquets, but after dancing with Lin Muhan passionately today, it was unexpectedly crowded.

"How can that be? Usually, President lin never dances, but Miss Yan is very charming." Another slightly older youth came forward to flatter her.

After a while, the people who greeted her became more and more numerous, causing Yan Yumeng to feel dizzy from drinking, thus, she took the chance to walk out of the crowd. When she was about to go to the washroom, she just happened to see Lin Muhan preparing to leave. Therefore, she pretended to stumble in front of Lin Muhan, and just as she was about to fall into Lin Muhan's embrace, the Secretary Shen caught her. "Miss Yan, be careful, if not the CEO will worry about the rumors again!"

"My head is spinning. Can President lin send me back?" Seeing Yan Yumeng's red face, Lin Muhan felt like she was drunk.

"At this point, your school should already be banned, right?" Lin Muhan's voice was as calm as water, not a single trace of emotion could be heard …

Yan Yumeng was already in Secretary Shen's embrace, pretending to be unconscious. Secretary Shen's expression was twisted, wanting to push Yan Yumeng down, but she could not do anything about it. She could only look at Lin Muhan's eyes.

"Secretary Shen, let's go." Lin Muhan declined to comment.

"CEO... Secretary Shen looked at Yan Yumeng.

"Let's go!" Lin Muhan had an idea a long time ago. If he wanted to get a better understanding of Yan Yumeng's background, he had to get closer to her. This was her chance.

Lin Muhan threw Yan Yumeng onto the bed of the inn. Yan Yumeng slowly opened her eyes, she grabbed onto Lin Muhan's hand and refused to let go, Lin Muhan shook off his hand and poured a cup of cold white wine onto Yan Yumeng's face.

Yan Yumeng screamed and woke up, "Ah! Lin Muhan! What are you doing! "

"Go take a bath. It smells like alcohol. You can get drunk by attending such a banquet, do you think you're a plaything in a man's wine garden?" Lin Muhan's back was facing Yan Yumeng and her face was filled with disdain and disgust.

"Wait for me …" However, Yan Yumeng actually thought that Lin Muhan was jealous, or telling her to take a bath was hinting at that.

Lin Muhan paced back and forth in the suite, trying to find clues in his life. He might not understand Yan Yumeng, but if it was Meng Yuyan, then things would be different.

"Light blue Chanel dress, Clive Kistine perfume No. The limited edition version of the 1st series, "Royal Dignity" perfume, Sapphire ring "Lin Muhan muttered to himself. These were the habits of the top society. Lin Muhan smiled as the answer in his heart became more and more certain.

"Muhan!" Lin Muhan put down the sapphire ring on his hand and turned to look.

Yan Yumeng was wrapped in a bath towel, and used a towel to wipe her wet hair, the water droplets flowing down her cheeks all the way to her pure white neck, and under the bath towel, her beautiful figure could be seen clearly.

"You're awake? "Then I will leave first." Lin Muhan turned around and prepared to leave.

"Don't go!" Yan Yumeng ran over and hugged Lin Muhan like a spoiled child, his soft body sticking closely to Lin Muhan's back …

"Release!" Lin Muhan coldly removed Yan Yumeng's hand.

"Lin Muhan!" Yan Yumeng pulled off the bath towel, and her transparent white body shone like a normal porcelain doll under the hotel's white light. Clenching her teeth, her eyelashes flickered as tears welled up in her eyes.

"You!" Lin Muhan grabbed onto Yan Yumeng's towel and wrapped it around his waist, his hands wrapped around Yan Yumeng's waist, but his eyes were attracted by the tattoo on Yan Yumeng's waist that was reflected in the mirror. He embraced Yan Yumeng's waist, and touched the tattoo on his waist that looked like he did not know what was happening, then pushed Yan Yumeng away and quickly left, leaving Yan Yumeng alone, gritting his teeth in anger.

Lin Muhan had already determined that this Yan Yumeng was not under her orders. She was Meng Yuyan herself, and it was Meng Yuyan who had changed his face and returned.

All of these things were part of the reason why Meng Yuyan had to account for her entire life. On top of that, there was a mole at the location of the tattoo on Yan Yumeng's waist, so when Lin Muhan touched the tattoo, there was indeed a mole that had been hidden at the center of the tattoo. Therefore, the tattoo was simply meant to hide that mole.

On a sunny morning, Deng Xiaobei was dressed in professional attire, her ponytail tied high in the air. She walked to the bottom of the building full of spirit.

"Miss Deng, you're here?" After sending the Secretary Shen to welcome him personally, Lin Muhan was very concerned about Deng Xiaobei's situation.

"Yes, hello!" "I am Deng Xiaobei," Deng Xiaobei said in fear. After all, the Lin's Group was the world's top hundred enterprise that all the students yearned for.

"Miss Deng, this way please. President lin had long prepared your position, and today, I will bring you to the branch again." Secretary Shen led the way at the front, giving them a respectful and courteous bow.

"Then I'll trouble you, I never thought that President lin would be so concerned about my affairs. I must definitely work hard, and not let down his nurturing." Deng Xiaobei closely followed the Secretary Shen, and occasionally looked at the white collars that came and went. What she did not know was that the person in front of her, was Lin Muhan's assistant secretary.

"Director Zhang, this is Deng Xiaobei, a top student of artistic design invited by President lin. President lin has arranged for her to be placed in the design and creative department that you are in charge of." Secretary Shen politely introduced to Zhang Fu Yao.

"Secretary Shen, it's rare that you would come to my creative department. Why did you send it over yourself? "Please remind me, I'll go pick her up!" Zhang Fu Yao was polite and considerate, but there was still a trace of flattery in her tone.

Deng Xiaobei carefully sized up the woman in front of her, who had shoulder-length hair, clean and tidy, wore white slacks, a frosted top, fair skin, and exquisite makeup. However, her eyes were filled with fastidiousness towards herself.

"Then I'll go back first, I'll leave the person to you, you can go back and report!"

"Okay, Secretary Shen, take care!" Zhang Fuyao sent the Secretary Shen out before returning back to the palace.

"Hello, Director Zhang. My name is Deng Xiaobei. Please take care of me in the future," Deng Xiaobei extended her hand and greeted politely.

"En, it is not for me to take care of you, Secretary Shen will personally send you over, President lin has called for you to stay with me, since your face is so big, you must definitely do it well," Zhang Fu Yao did not have any intentions of shaking hands with Deng Xiaobei, after seeing that she had said that, she turned and left, leaving Deng Xiaobei with her hand extended out, at the same place.

"Da Qi, I'll leave this noob to you," Zhang Fu Yao said to a chubby man with glasses and an honest face. She raised her chin and pointed at Deng Xiaobei.

"Alright! "Director Zhang …" Da Qi smiled as he accepted the task.

"Come here! Sit in the seat next to me!" Da Qi looked at the shy little girl in front of him. Her tall ponytail accompanied her pointed oval face. She was really good-looking and was brimming with youth.

"Thank you," Deng Xiaobei gratefully bowed towards Da Qi. She felt that this entire morning had been like a sales ceremony, and as a new person, she could bear with all the supercilious looks and criticism from her senior. But as long as she sat down, she would have a place to stand up.

"Your name is Deng Xiaobei?" Da Qi responded to Deng Xiaobei with an infectious smile

"Hello Senior Da Qi, I'm only Deng Xiaobei. I'm an intern at C University today." Deng Xiaobei shook Da Qi's hand without allowing any gratitude.

"Da Qi, Xiao Bei is a beauty, Director Zhang treats you well," a colleague on the side joked. Deng Xiaobei's face turned red from being lectured.

"Don't talk nonsense, she's just a little girl, I gave you a fright." Da Qi stopped the surrounding colleagues and introduced the contents of the work to Deng Xiaobei.