Chapter 1: Are you sick?

  Tang Zhong sat on a chair, Ah Ken was helping him tidy up his hair.

  Tang Zhong not only has a dual identity, but also two different hairstyles. When going to school, Ah Ken would help him mess up his hair with styling wax, making it look like a beehive, and then spray on some medicinal water that Ah Ken had given him, making it look like he hadn't washed it in ages.

  Durable and not easily deformed.

  But when he disguises himself as 'Tang Xin', his entire spiritual appearance will change completely.

  As Tang Zhong, he has to pretend to be a nerd, an ugly man, and unattractive so as not to draw attention. As Tang Xin, he has to be the elite among elites, a 'beautiful boy' among socialites.

  So, Ah Ken had to help him wash his hair first, and then use another medicinal liquid to remove the medicinal liquid that was sprayed on his hair earlier. After washing off the medicinal liquid, he could start doing his hairstyle design.

  What a hassle!

  "Be careful, don't rush. It'll be fine soon. You have to trust my professionalism, I'm a professional." Ah KEN lived up to his nickname 'Magician', his slender hands were like magic, incredibly fast, tapping on Tang Chong's head, and Tang Chong's appearance began to change little by little.

  The most hardworking person is Ah Ken, but he has been comforting Tang Chong all the time to avoid him getting anxious from waiting - actually, Tang Chong thinks that this guy, apart from looking a bit seductive and speaking in a charming way, is still not bad.

  Of course, if he didn't call himself 'Xiao Xin Xin', Tang Chong's impression of him would be even better.

  Bai Su wore a silver uniform, and the undershirt inside struggled to contain those two meat buns. With just a slight movement of her body, it seemed like they would shake loose, giving off a thrilling yet deadly temptation.

  The short skirt tightly wrapped around her plump buttocks, outlining a sensual and curvaceous arc. Her butt rested against the table, with both hands crossed over her chest - many people must have wished they could be that table.

  "I sent you a message and you didn't even respond with one?" Bai Su asked with a smile, looking at Tang Chong.

  "I don't know what to say." Tang Zhong said.

  "I asked you if you were busy on the first day of school, couldn't you have just said yes or no?" Bai Su said.

  "I thought I wouldn't come back-----you would know how busy I am." Tang Chong said.

  "You..." Bai Su's voice was urgent. "You're really heartless. See if I'll still send you messages in the future."

  Tang Chong couldn't help but laugh and said: "It's better if you don't make any phone calls either..."

  Bai Su's face turned awkward, and she said: "Alright, alright. I know it's my fault. I know you have military training today, and I know you're very tired - believe me, it's just going out for a meal. It won't delay you for long."

  "It's just a meal, why do I have to go?" Tang Zhong said helplessly. "Can't you just take Lin Huiyin and Zhang Heben? What if my voice is exposed during dinner?"

  "I was thinking too." Bai Su sighed helplessly. "It's Liu Mingwei, the president of MIFU Group. Last time you beat up a fan during an event..."

  "It's a fan bothering me. I just kicked him away with one foot." Tang Zhong corrected and said.

  What's this 'you beat up a fan' thing? It sounds like you have a tendency towards violence.

  "Alright, alright." Bai Su surrendered. This guy is sometimes frighteningly mature-minded, and sometimes abnormally serious about some unimportant things. "It's the Song Mi harassment incident-----anyway, that matter was also solved with the help of MIFU Group. Although there were some small conflicts in between, everyone's cooperation was still very pleasant. And Liu Mingwei also knew that his little tricks had been seen through by us, and was worried that we would have a rift between him and us, so he personally called to invite, repeatedly asking the Butterfly Combination to attend today's dinner party-----he did put on a very low posture, saying it was to apologize to Miss Tang Xin. In this case, I think there's no excuse for me to help you shirk."

  Tang Zhong also knew that things had become a foregone conclusion. After reading Tang Xin's diary, when he agreed to be a good star for Bai Su, he predicted that such a thing would happen - isn't it normal for stars to have dinner with entrepreneurs?

  But there is one thing he is extremely concerned about. If this matter cannot be resolved well, everything else is off the table.

  "Lin Huiyin and Zhang He are also wearing cheongsam, right?" Tang Zhong asked.

  "Yes." Bai Su replied matter-of-factly. As an agent, she had to dress formally and elegantly. Lin Huiyin and Zhang He were both standard rich beauties, so they naturally wore evening gowns - wearing uniforms was too formal, while wearing everyday clothes was too casual. Neither was the best choice.

  "So I don't need to wear it?" Tang Chong asked nervously. He had made up his mind that if she dared to say 'yes', he would immediately jump out of the window and escape.

  Bai Su couldn't help but burst out laughing suddenly.

  She laughed so hard she was gasping for breath, doubled over with laughter, tears streaming down her face.

  Tang Chong liked her appearance when she was leaning forward, because at that time her large and snow-white breasts were exposed in front of him.

  Ah Ken accompanied by a series of "heh heh heh" laughs, kept saying: "Oh my, I'm dying from laughter ----- Oh my, you're killing me -----".

  Bai Su wiped away her tears and pointed at Tang Chong, saying: "I'd like to see what you look like in a suit."

  Tang Zhong looked at her very seriously and said: "I'm not going to wear it."

  "Can you fit into it?" Bai Su laughed loudly. "If I wear a dress, what should I use to fill my chest? Tang Xin's breasts may not be big, but they're not completely flat either..."

  "That's good." Tang Chong finally put his mind at ease. Thank you, little sister, for being able to keep calm all these years before we met.

  It took more than an hour for Tang Chong to finally get dressed up.

  Three people walked downstairs, Lin Huiyin was sitting on the sofa watching TV, Zhang Heben was holding a laptop playing games, excited, muttering to herself, and it's unclear what game she's currently playing.

  Lin Huiyin's hair was tied up, revealing her slender and sexy neck. She wore a simple black evening dress that perfectly set off her cold and lonely personality.

  At first glance, instantly stunning.

  Zhang He wore a white small dress, her figure was plump and her skin was smooth. She didn't have the sensuality of a woman when she put on the dress, but she brought out the cuteness of a girl to the extreme. She looked just like a big doll, wearing this outfit, even if you put her in a store window, no one would suspect that she's a real person.

  "Hmph. So annoying." Zhang He muttered to himself while playing games, complaining about the person behind him. "More troublesome than a woman. People are starving to death."

  It's clear that her target of attack is Tang Zhong.

  "Tang Zhong was originally more troublesome than you guys, okay?" Bai Su said with a smile. "Alright, let's set off. We can't be late."

  Lin Huiyin fell silent and didn't say a word. She simply quietly turned off the TV.

  The Wilson Hotel. One of the highest-end hotels in Mingzhu.

  The Mercedes-Benz minibus stopped in front of the hotel entrance, and Bai Su was the first to jump off. Then came Lin Huiyin and Zhang Heben. Because Tang Chong himself had a guilty conscience, he always got off last under duress.

  "Manager Bai." A tall man walked up quickly.

  The man's height was at least 1.85 meters, with a sturdy build. He wore a well-fitted white suit, paired with a pair of white leather shoes. The white dress shirt had no tie, giving off a slightly casual air. His long hair was combed back and tied into a ponytail with a black strap. Wearing a rare tortoiseshell glasses, he looked like a successful artist who had made a name for himself in the world.

  There was also a man and a woman following behind him, but because the aura of the man in front was too overwhelming, those two people were easily overlooked.

  "Liu Shao?" Bai Su saw the man and was also delighted, extending her hand to shake his, saying: "When did Liu Shao return to the country? How could you trouble yourself to come pick me up personally?"

  "It's too impersonal for Manager Bai to say that," the man said with a suave demeanor. His eyes quickly scanned White Su's body, and the lust in his eyes flashed by. "Manager Bai and Butterfly are our honored guests. If it weren't for my old man worrying about attracting reporters by standing here, he would have come down to greet you personally-----"

  Then he stretched out his hand to Zhang Heben standing behind Bai Su and smiled: "Miss Heben, you are getting more and more beautiful."

  "Thank you." Zhang He smiled sweetly and shook hands with the man.

  Then, the man walked up to Lin Huiyin. His eyes suddenly brightened, his face softened, and in a low voice he said: "Miss Huiyin's voice is still as beautiful as ever. When I was in America, I would often listen to Miss Huiyin's songs - truly heavenly music."

  "Thank you." No matter how others praised him, Lin Huiyin only gave two words in return.

  "This time back in the country, I also wanted to see Miss Lin Huiyin - we haven't seen each other for a while, have we?" The man held Lin Huiyin's hand and forgot to let go.

  "Yes." Lin Huiyun's eyebrows furrowed slightly, a sign that she was getting angry.

  "Originally, I had a dinner appointment with friends today. But when my father told me that the guests he invited were several beauties from the Butterfly Group, I immediately cancelled that engagement ----- to be able to meet Ms. Lin Huiyin as soon as I returned home is truly a stroke of great luck." It's clear that this Liu Shao has a good impression of Lin Huiyin.

  It is said that the more difficult a woman is to conquer, the more she can attract men who come one after another. Lin Huiyin's introverted personality and proud demeanor indeed have the capital to make these young heroes infatuated with her.

  Lin Huiyun tried several times to pull her hand back, but Liu Weidong seemed not to feel it, still holding tightly, looking at her with a deep expression.

  "Let go." Lin Huiyin said in a low voice.

  Clear and cold, like the sound of a sword being unsheathed.

  (PS: Three updates a day is also a great challenge for Old Willow. Requesting fire support votes to give Old Willow some motivation...)