Qin Murong drank and drank it herself with a glass of white wine, and she was content with her own satisfaction. She really couldn't be very interested in such an occasion.

"Miss, isn't it too boring to drink alone? Do you want to have two drinks together?" Hansen sat down beside her and asked with a smile.

Hansen used Chinese official language, and although he was not very authentic, he was definitely better than most foreigners.

Qin Murong was a little surprised, then smiled and said, "No, I prefer to taste wine alone."

"Sauvignon-blanc, this kind of wine is not suitable for drinking alone, especially a beautiful woman." Hansen said.

"You are very familiar with drinking, but there is no need to show off to me." Qin Murong said lightly, "I'm not interested in you."

"You are like this, but I will lose a thousand knives! Why not give me some face and have a drink together?" Hansen said with a smile, always maintaining a gentlemanly demeanor.

Qin Murong glanced at him, raised her glass and touched him, drank the remaining wine in one gulp, and said, "Okay, I'll give you face."

Hansen wanted to go further and said, "Dare you ask the lady's name?"

Qin Murong was too lazy to talk anymore. She shook her head, ignored Hansen, silently put the wine glass aside, smoked a cigar from the cigar box next to her and lit it.

Most cigars are made by men, but Qin Murong holds them in her hand and sucks the clouds and mists, but there is no sense of incongruity. Instead, it highlights her aloof temperament.

Hansen was also a person who knew how to advance and retreat. He shrugged helplessly and stood up and left.

"Okay, I admit I lost. This is a redbud flower from the East." When Hansen returned to his companion, he simply took out a thousand knives of cash and was willing to accept the loss.

Such an amount is naturally nothing for those present. Everyone is just trying to have fun, and they all agree to it with a smile and divide it evenly.

Hansen failed to approach Qin Murong, but he was not angry, but instead made a woman angry. This woman was someone who had such an ambiguous relationship with Hansen, named Judy, and was also a member of the Eastern Union Consortium and belonged to the Pierce family.

Judy's eyes were filled with rage. Today, she was dressed up in a very good manner, but the limelight was snatched away by an oriental woman she had never met. Even Hansen couldn't help but go up to chat with her, which made her jealous.

"Who is this damn Eastern woman?" Judy couldn't help asking the sister beside her.

"I don't know." The sisters also had bad eyes. After all, no woman liked to see a group of men surrounding another woman.

Qin Murong sat on the chair and smoked a cigar, with Qi Kunlun's slight posture, which was vivid. This posture added a little bit to her charm.

Qin Murong actually likes to see Qi Kunlun smoking a cigar. Sometimes she frowned and pondered, sometimes she smiled, sometimes she was holding a stern... She often couldn't help but sigh, if a woman meets such a man, how could other men be attracted to her?
Chapter completed!