We Are Meant To Be

James Feng only focused on the numbers on the panels of the elevator flickering and said in a deep voice: "You help me tidy up."

She approached him again, adjusted his tie, and smoothed the pleats. At this time, the elevator gave out a clear prompt sound, Ding! The elevator door suddenly opened, outside stood Junyan Zhang and Ming Xiang.

"Mr. Feng!" they cried at the same time, their eyes widened. The close posture that James and Christy Zhong was a bit ambiguous in a company’s elevator.

Of course, Christy noticed Junyan's sword-like eyes, as same as a knife with keen edge, and she swiftly retracted her hand!

"Let them have a thorough overhaul of the elevator!" James told Ming, and his straight figure strode out.

In their respectful response, Christy also quickly chased after James.

At the side of the driveway, the exclusive driver had opened the door of Bentley and waited for them to get on.

After sitting steadily in the car, Christy wanted to ask several times on the way, but she was afraid to annoy James, so she decided to keep quiet.

The destination "Xiping Club" arrived soon.

Christy had heard of this club, but she had never played in it.

She knew that it was a high-end club with membership system, and the entry qualification was strict. Ordinary people, even though having money, might not be able to get authorized to join in.

As soon as the car stopped, the staff came over hurriedly and opened the door for them.

James and Christy got off the car separately. He stood there waiting for her to come, gentlemanly half-bent his arm and said to

uneasiness in her heart. Pretending to be calm and keeping smiling, she

a party with her boss, and there may be big stars and supermodels to meet socially, but what specifics to do and how to do were beyond her knowledge totally.

a sidelong glance at James’s serious face, she swallowed, well, perhaps her

plate "Rose Room", knocked on the door and opened it, then they made a respectful

voice came over: "Mr. Feng!" Then,

Christy in, immediately, opposite to a delicately make-up face.

that the person in front of her was An’an Xian, a popular female anchor of the city TV station.

program hosted by this beauty anchor is very popular, with a sharp style and sometimes even out of line.

advance, but even so, Christy still opened her eyes wide. Full three seconds later, she recovered herself.

seeing a beautiful woman in James’ arms, An’an was slightly surprised, but only for a second, her lips changed into a light smile: "Mr. Feng, please

the redundant girl in his arms... An’an chose to observe the change and did not choose

me introduce, this is my girlfriend Christy Zhong." He looked calm and determined without the slightest change

smile, and greeted An'an: "Hello,

eyes rolled up with a sudden fury that she had to take a

friends around you, you can bring one here at will." In one sentence, she degraded his girlfriend's status

and muttered in her heart that it was not a party,

Xian, Christy is not a casual female friend of mine. She is my girlfriend and personal business secretary." James deliberately stressed it again. Apparently, he just wanted to make An’an angrier or

get James. Even if she had only one point of hope, she would pay 100% efforts.

she calmly and firmly walked in the line, there would be a lot of opportunities

ordered it and the