The God of Wealth: Her Top Game of Thrones

Why did Fenglan arrive at such a convenient time?

Tang Tang didn't feel embarrassed about being caught, although she did develop a slight interest in Merrick.

This kind of submissive, seemingly obedient big man is actually quite interesting.

However, what Tang Tang found interesting at this moment was discovering a new toy-like fun. She teased Merrick a few times with great interest, and seeing his awkward appearance, she felt that it was quite a contrast to his face and big chest muscles.

The system remained silent in Tang Tang's mind.

All you remember is his big pectoral muscles.

Tang Tang shrugged. The problem is that Merrick's pectoral muscles are really big; he's practically a natural talent.

However, she still focused her attention on her own little mad dog who had followed her by smelling the scent.

Tang Tang smiled at Feng Lan, "Why are you here too?"

Feng Lan averted her cold gaze from Merrick, completely ignoring him as if he were air, and looked only at Tang Tang. Then she smiled and said, "The chief designer is my friend. I was invited by him to come to the show and to discuss cooperation."

The sofas at the banquet were more for show than for practical use, and the sofa Tang Tang was sitting on at the moment wasn't particularly large.

She leaned back with her legs crossed, her posture relaxed and languid. Merrick sat down next to her, completely taking up the entire sofa.

Feng Lan was extremely displeased with it.

He looked at Merrick critically, his tone carrying an undisguised hostility and rather insincere politeness, and said, "This gentleman looks quite unfamiliar."

Feng Lan was certain that Tang Tang didn't think much of this person.

It wasn't that he thought highly of himself, but Merrick was definitely not that outstanding. How could someone who's tasted good food possibly accept something bad again?

The difference between rich, meaty dishes and simple congee and side dishes is just a matter of taste and style; it doesn't mean that simple congee and side dishes are something that can be found everywhere.

What people who eat big meals consider simple porridge and side dishes are actually considered a top-notch feast by ordinary people.

Therefore, Fenglan was very confident. He didn't believe in his own position in Tang Tang's heart, but rather in Tang Tang's judgment.

The reason Feng Lan disliked Merrick so much was because he was certain that Merrick had ulterior motives! Ha... He pretends to be honest and conservative, but what are you doing sitting next to Tang Tang if you're really honest?

There's a sofa right across from you, why don't you sit there? Why do you have to sit next to Tang Tang? Or do you insist on sitting and can't stand?

Feng Lan's inner alarm bells went off, and she immediately categorized Merrick into the group of scheming men who wanted to climb the social ladder.

Humph.

Merrick looked at Feng Lan, introduced himself somewhat hesitantly, and then looked at Tang Tang with a bit of helplessness, as if he didn't know what to do.

He wasn't stupid; he naturally noticed Feng Lan's targeting and rejection.

However, Tang Tang accepted Merrick's slightly pleading gaze without any reaction. Instead, she lazily took another sip of wine and raised her glass slightly to Merrick as if watching a show.

Tang Tang then introduced Feng Lan with a smile, "He's a very famous designer, you may have heard of him, Merrick."

Tang Tang is not someone who enjoys making fun of others' embarrassing situations.

She was only suspicious that someone was directing Merrick's actions... Moreover, Merrick had taken the initiative to attend the dinner and strike up a conversation with her... It was only natural that he would be subjected to a little bit of difficulty.

She wanted to see if Merrick was truly an innocent person.

In Tang Tang's opinion, there weren't many things that could arouse her interest. Merrick's appearance seemed like a coincidence, but too many coincidences meant she needed to be wary.

Moreover, she knew her limits, and Feng Lan would only make a few sarcastic remarks at most.

Most people in the fashion industry are arrogant and mean, and Feng Lan is actually one of them, and his meanness is quite formidable.

Towards anyone other than Tang Tang, Feng Lan could be described as incredibly harsh.

That's exactly how he is right now.

“Oh, a Hollywood actor,” Feng Lan said with a nonchalant smirk, looking at Merrick as if he were trash on the street. “You’re the brand ambassador… so have you completed your mission?”

Feng Lan tilted her head, looked at Tang Tang, and her tone softened a little. She said without caring about Merrick's feelings, "Muse, did you buy everything he had?"

Tang Tang glanced at Feng Lan and said in a somewhat casual tone, "Of course, Merrick and I get along very well... right, Merrick?"

Upon hearing this, Merrick subconsciously looked up at Tang Tang, then his fingers twitched slightly, seemingly indicating a submissive nature, and he responded to Tang Tang's words.

"Yes... I am very grateful to Miss Newman."

Feng Lan didn't give him a chance. He stood politely in front of Merrick, looking down at him calmly, "Now that you've completed your mission, can you leave?"

Upon hearing this, Merrick looked up abruptly, his eyes filled with disbelief that Feng Lan had actually told him to leave.

He glanced at Tang Tang again, only to see her profile as she casually sipped her wine, clearly unconcerned about the embarrassment she was enduring.

Tsk tsk.

Tang Tang seemed oblivious, but she wasn't deaf. At this moment, she was certain that Merrick was definitely up to something.

But who is behind him?

Tang Tang's eyes flickered as she looked up at Merrick, her tone reassuring, "Merrick, I'll catch up with Feng Lan. You can go see the others."

Merrick pursed his lips, slowly stood up, and nodded to Tang Tang, seemingly somewhat disappointed, "Okay, Miss Newman... Have a nice evening, and thank you for your support."

He left quite decisively, but he controlled his small movements and micro-expressions very well, so from beginning to end he looked like a submissive and innocent man.

What he showed was a somewhat inexplicable admiration and love for Tang Tang, as well as a plea... It was mixed with his status, wealth, and power... making it seem as if Merrick had some feelings for Tang Tang that were difficult to express.

Feng Lan retorted with a cold sneer, "Such a shameless and despicable act of hooking and entanglement!"

He took Merrick's seat and sat next to Tang Tang, but he was much more audacious than Merrick, sitting right next to Tang Tang.

Feng Lan leaned closer to Tang Tang and whispered a chuckle in her ear, "Muse, how could you fall for someone like that?"

He sounded rather complaining, "He looks so annoying."

Tang Tang slowly curved her lips into a smile, "Hmm...what do you find annoying about him?"

Feng Lan thought for a moment, then said critically, "His acting is good, but if he were really that kind of person, he wouldn't be here today."

The entertainment industry in Europe and America is far more outrageous than that in China.

The place with the fewest flaws is often the biggest flaw.

If Merrick is truly consistent in his words and actions, it means that his family's influence has protected him very well.