Feng Chengjin's face suddenly turned very cold.
Gazing at the European face beside him, if it weren't for the presence of a few leaders here, who invited him to accompany the party because of his connections in Rong City and the approval of a major project in April this year, he truly wouldn't want to wade into this murky water.
He couldn't erupt, but he couldn't not avoid it either.
With a smile that was not quite a smile, he let out a "hmm!" and discreetly withdrew his shoulder from the woman's fingers.
This action undoubtedly left the beautiful woman greeting him feeling a bit displeased, especially since it's been three days already, her intentions clear as day, and yet he continues to coldly reject her... unwilling to even come within ten centimeters!
The two returned to the dining table.
Looking at the seats arranged by the provincial leaders, it was as if they deliberately placed him next to this woman.
His brows furrowed slightly, leaving no trace.
