My World Is All about You

Jing Haohao's hand was tightly clenched, a faint idea formed in her mind. She couldn't just sit there and do nothing. She turned her head and spoke to Shen Liangnian, "Liangnian, some friends from TS Entertainment Company have arrived. I will go say hello to them now."

"Do you need me to accompany you?" Shen Liangnian put down his wine glass and stood up.

"No need." Jing Haohao also got up, shook her head, then turned around and said to the others, "Goodbye."

Without giving Liang Chen a glance, she smiled faintly at Shen Liangnian and then walked away graciously and calmly.

...

Jing Haohao didn't go to greet her colleagues from TS Entertainment Company, instead, she headed straight for the restroom.

She leaned on the marble counter in the restroom, looking at her reflection in the mirror. Taking deep breaths, she tried to expel the shock from her heart. Only then did she slowly open her hands to find them soaked with sweat.

Jing Haohao turned on the faucet and washed her hands vigorously. The cold water pouring over her palms subdued the unease in her heart bit by bit.

After adjusting her emotions, Jing Haohao turned around to leave the restroom, but she froze in her tracks involuntarily.

Liang Chen was standing elegantly at the restroom door. A wall lamp right above his head cast a soft, yellow glow on his handsome face, accentuating his refined features even more.

His gaze was fixed on her eyes for a few seconds, and then he curved his lips into a relaxed smile. His tone was casual as he said, "Miss Jing, it's been a while."

With his words, Jing Haohao's heart fluttered, and she felt choked, unable to utter a word.

Liang Chen tilted his head slightly, leisurely observing Jing Haohao.

Shen Liangnian said that she was turning twenty in a few days, but to him, she still looked like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl.

Despite the clear unease in her innocent, youthful eyes, she was pretending to be poised and composed.

A faint smile played around Liang Chen's mouth. His audacious gaze roved over Jing Haohao blatantly, examining her from head to toe. Then he continued, "Miss Jing, is my memory failing me or have you forgotten? I remember we met just a few days ago."

Jing Haohao knew exactly which day Liang Chen was referring to. Regardless, she remained composed and took a couple of glances at him. She was wondering if he was unsure about the woman from that night being her, considering the room was only lit by dim lights. Holding onto a shred of luck, she replied, "Mr. Liang, perhaps you remembered wrong."

Liang Chen retained his languid posture, standing still. Upon hearing Jing Haohao's reply, he let out a long, "Oh."

"Liangnian is waiting for me, I will go first."

Liang Chen didn't respond, but just nodded slightly.

Jing Haohao then walked towards the restroom door in her high heels.

Jing Haohao held her breath, walking past Liang Chen step by step. Just when she thought she was finally safe, a strong hand suddenly grabbed her waist.