"Mr. Cardy, Mr. Miller, welcome to Hairui."
As lunch began, Xin Hailong first raised his glass, toasting the two distinguished guests as the host.
The middle-aged man named Miller first picked up his wine glass and clinked it with Xin Hailong's glass, and then Cardy leisurely picked up his glass.
Transparent long-stemmed glass, slender fingers.
Every move exudes nobility and elegance.
"Miss Xin, nice to meet you."
After drinking with Xin Hailong, Cardy suddenly raised his glass towards Xin Xiaoxiao.
Xin Xiaoxiao never gets stage fright; she immediately raised her glass, clinked it with Cardy's glass, and then tilted her head back to finish her drink in one go.
Facing Xin Xiaoxiao, Cardy's clear blue eyes looked at her with interest.
Xin Xiaoxiao didn't notice, but Xin Hailong beside her did. Astute and calculating, his eyes flickered as if he had thought of a good idea.
