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Jono felt Jin Chengyan's words etched in her heart, and she couldn't quite understand why. Whenever she saw Jin Chengyan, something always felt off.
However, she didn't have time to dwell on it; her work kept her busy. As a salesperson, she couldn't escape the need to socialize.
In the afternoon, her boss, Lu Ling, asked her to accompany him for a dinner meeting that evening with a major client. Jono didn't even have a chance to refuse before Lu Ling whisked her away to the restaurant after work.
Lu Ling brought Jono along from the sales department, and there were only two people on the client's side. In the private room, there were four people in total—three men and Jono—making her feel somewhat out of place.
Before arriving, Lu Ling had warned Jono that if they secured this deal, her position in the company would be much more stable, and those who wanted to push her out would have no opportunity to speak up.
Jono certainly didn't want to be pushed out like that, so she put in extra effort. When it came to drinking, she participated wholeheartedly—white, red, yellow—she drank it all. Yet, despite the rounds of drinks, Jono hadn't touched a single bite of food.
The client, President Zhao, insisted on pouring more drinks for her. Unable to hold it any longer, Jono covered her mouth and rushed out of the private room.
Once Jono left, the smiles on the faces of the three men faded away.
"How about that? This girl used to be a Young Lady; her aura is absolutely exceptional!" Lu Ling said with a sly smile while pointing at Jono's empty seat.
President Zhao exchanged glances with his assistant, both nodding in agreement as they assessed Jono's potential.
"Since President Zhao is satisfied, shall we discuss this Contract..."
“Contract is not the problem, but what if Xiao Qiao suddenly resists? I won't force anyone into this deal!” President Zhao leaned back in his chair, shaking his head.
Lu Ling glanced at the door, feeling that Jono wouldn't be back anytime soon. She pulled out a small packet of medicine from her bag. “With this, we have nothing to fear!”
Saying this, Lu Ling poured the medicine into Jono's cup and shook it a few times until there was no sign of anything unusual.
*
Jono was in the bathroom, throwing up uncontrollably. She hadn't eaten anything; she had just started drinking and felt a burning sensation in her stomach.
After finally emptying her stomach, Jono went to the sink, turned on the cold water, and splashed her face with a handful of it, feeling much more awake afterward.
When she looked up, she saw a woman standing next to her—Vanity.
Jono found her familiar. Wasn't that… Ruan Shengyu?
The last time she saw her at Jin Mansion, she was dressed plainly, but her delicate features were striking. Today, however, she was dressed to impress in a white strapless dress, her hair casually styled yet exuding a lazy elegance.
Ruan Shengyu was indeed a stunning beauty—charming without being gaudy, alluring without being vulgar. No wonder even a man like Jin Chengyan would go so far as to marry someone else just to provoke her.
“Hello, we've met before,” Ruan Shengyu said after washing her hands, addressing Jono, who was looking at herself in the mirror.
Startled, Jono quickly averted her gaze; after drinking, she couldn't even control her eyes.
"Hello, Miss Ruan. You look even better in person than on TV," Jono said, shaking himself awake.
After realizing she was Jin Chengyan's girlfriend, his gaze shifted slightly; what a beautiful woman she was!
And how outstanding Jin Chengyan was as a man!
Perhaps there was no such thing as having it all in this world, which left Ruan Shengyu unable to make a choice.
"Miss Ruan, although I don't know if this is inappropriate to say, I want to tell you that if I were you, I would choose love over career," Jono said, taking advantage of the fact that he wasn't drunk yet, and after saying this in one breath, he took his leave.
Returning to the private room, he accepted the drink offered by President Zhao, tilted his head back, and downed it in one go.
But why was his tolerance for alcohol so poor today? Why did everything feel so hazy?
"Supervisor Lu..." Jono looked at Lu Ling, wanting to say something more, but he felt himself growing weak and lost consciousness.
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