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.

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

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

that she needed come to a party with her boss, and there may be big stars and supermodels

at James’s serious face, she swallowed, well, perhaps her purpose was

led the two to a VIP room marked on the golden plate "Rose Room", knocked on the door and

huge VIP room, a beautiful female voice came over:

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

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

is very popular, with a

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

only for a second, her lips changed into a light smile: "Mr. Feng, please sit down."

Lu. As for the redundant girl in his arms... An’an chose to observe

Christy's hand: "Hello, Miss Xian, let me introduce, this is my girlfriend Christy Zhong." He

death, Christy tried her best to maintain a stiff smile, and greeted An'an: "Hello, Miss Xian. Nice to meet you!" Then, she stretched out

rolled up with a sudden fury that she had to take a few breaths to calm down. This movement made her

around you, you can bring one here at will." In one sentence, she degraded his girlfriend's status to a female friend. She sat

muttered in her heart that it was

Apparently, he just wanted to make An’an angrier or even freak out. It was better for her to storm out of

get James. Even if she had only one point of hope, she

date, even if James didn't want to come, as long as she calmly and firmly walked in

any friends Mr. Feng brings. Please take a seat. Mrs. Feng said you like tea. I've already ordered it and the dishes are also ordered according to your taste as Mrs. Feng told me. They will be served immediately." An'an said, smiling