"Mutian, Qiaoqiao, we'll head over first."
Fu Qiang nodded at the two and dragged Fu Jinghen away.
Once again, only Wen Qiao and Huo Mutian were left in the corner. Huo Mutian leisurely sat down and sighed, "Women are really hard to retain."
Wen Qiao glared at him, "Are you doing this on purpose?"
"What do you mean by that, beautiful?" Huo Mutian retained his innocent expression, "I'm just making a remark, how is that on purpose?"
Wen Qiao felt a surge of frustration and glared at Huo Mutian again without speaking.
It was her own fault after all.
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The banquet lasted for two hours, and Wen Qiao, following Huo Mutian, collected numerous business cards from directors and producers, gladly accepting them all.
She sacrificed her holiday time and dumped the miserable Fu Jinghen to accompany Huo Mutian to the banquet; seizing as many resources as possible was only fair.
Some envious people remarked that if it weren't for her being with Huo Mutian, she wouldn't have been noticed.
