Hua Xiaomo was stunned. By the time she reacted, it was already too late to avoid it—his actions were clearly a feigned cover-up.
To put it plainly, in that instant, the touch had slipped past. It was light, so light that it almost sent her soul soaring.
A pair of hands steadied her shoulders. Soon after, Long Shangxuan released her with a smile and looked at the emcee. "She's my fiancée, may we enter?"
The emcee's face flushed with embarrassment as she replied, "Alright then, Mr. Long, please come in."
After all, those who could enter were all major clients approved by headquarters. The staff generally couldn't afford to offend them, yet they also had to follow procedures.
Long Shangxuan quickly led the still somewhat distracted Hua Xiaomo into the venue.
"Are you okay? I'm sorry about earlier. I had no choice," Long Shangxuan quickly explained once they were inside.
