When Love Turns the Tables: The Mysterious Husband's Chase

Chapter 358: Can’t You Tell? I’m Trying to Cheer You Up (8)

Almost at the same time, Mr. Sheng, who had just come out of the conference room, felt his phone vibrate. He pulled it out and glanced at it, instantly a smile adorned his face.

With a slight smile at the corner of his mouth, and a raised eyebrow, he turned to the person behind him: "Did you all just say there’s an event at the company tonight?"

Walking behind Sheng Jianan, apart from Qiao Zi, was the general manager of the Shengshi Group’s branch in S City. Hearing Sheng Jianan’s words, he paused for a moment, then quickly nodded: "Yes, Mr. Sheng."

"Alright, I’ll attend tonight."

Having said that, Sheng Jianan’s figure had already entered the elevator, and Qiao Zi followed quickly.

As the elevator descended floor by floor, Qiao Zi glanced at the person beside him. The man still carried a hint of a smile in his eyes and at the corners of his mouth. It wasn’t the usual smile of Sheng Jianan, but an internally joyful grin.

Clearly, he had just said he wouldn’t be attending the event at the end of the meeting, but after checking his phone, he was suddenly eager to participate.

Assistant Qiao sighed inwardly: Ah, a man in love.

Sheng Jianan’s good mood lingered until the evening. He felt as if he was going mad. Someone had just used his card, just spent his money, yet for some reason, his mood was exceptionally good.

At the dinner, when managers and supervisors came over to toast him, Sheng Jianan didn’t refuse anyone.

He rarely personally manages branch affairs. This time, it was because there was a significant project in S City involving cooperation with the government, which was a bit tricky; only then did he come personally, so in fact, the people below weren’t really familiar with him.

Now his welcoming demeanor was naturally interpreted by the people below as being easygoing.

More and more people came to toast, and Sheng Jianan kept smiling, still not refusing.

Although Qiao Zi knew Sheng Jianan’s alcohol tolerance, he had never drunk this much in such a setting. Finally, Qiao Zi couldn’t help but quietly remind him: "President, you’ve already drunk a lot."

Sheng Jianan lightly swirled the wine in his glass, his eyes calm: "I’m aware."

The grand president had said so; thus, Qiao Zi didn’t press further.

By the end of the banquet, Sheng Jianan was noticeably tipsy. Although he was still clearly conscious, his walking was a bit unsteady.

Qiao Zi stepped forward to support him, but a voice from behind called out: "Assistant Qiao, please wait."

Sheng Jianan walked unsteadily towards the exit, and just as he sat in the car, a smiling face appeared outside the window: "Mr. Sheng, you’ve had too much to drink. Let me take you home."

Sheng Jianan squinted a bit; outside was a girl with exquisite makeup, her smile gentle like water, pure yet alluring.

A spark of interest flickered in Sheng Jianan’s eyes, and the corner of his mouth curved slightly: "Alright, thank you."

The person outside clearly didn’t expect it to be so easy. She quickly opened the car door and got in. As soon as she entered, the scent of Dior J’adore filled the cabin.

Sheng Jianan unintentionally frowned slightly, but the person already drew closer: "Mr. Sheng, I just asked a waiter for some honey water; please drink some to sober up."

Sheng Jianan curved his lips again as he took it: "Thank you."

The girl watched Sheng Jianan drink the water, unable to restrain the excitement in her eyes, her voice becoming softer: "Mr. Sheng, are you feeling a headache? Let me massage it for you."

Qiao Zi, after finishing business elsewhere, came out to find a woman now sitting in the back seat, nearly leaning onto Sheng Jianan.