Scumbag God, I can see the entry of desire.

Lin Lang greeted them with a smile, and naturally hugged Marry Yang and Ma Xiaofei before turning to introduce them to the others.

"This is the famous variety show director Marry Yang, and the famous fashion photographer Ma Xiaofei."

Marry Yang smiled and nodded to her many rivals: "Hello, sisters!"

Ma Xiaofei also smiled and waved: "Hello everyone, long time no see, Miss Zhou."

Hearing Ma Xiaofei's proactive greeting, Zhou Mengyao pulled the corners of her mouth stiffly, with only one thought left in her mind: This world is too crazy.

From Chu Yiren’s former sister-in-law, to the director she had worked with, to the photographer who had taken photos of her... Lin Lang’s woman had actually infiltrated so many corners of her life and work, it was really terrifying to think about it!

Zhou Mengyao stood there in confusion, watching Lin Lang chatting and laughing with his two new girlfriends, and was speechless for a moment.

The wind on the dock seemed to be even louder, sweeping away the whispers of the crowd and the turbulent waves in Zhou Mengyao's heart, drifting towards the distant river.

Marry Yang appeared calm on the surface, but she was actually shocked in her heart.

She had always known that her boyfriend Lin Lang was a playboy, but she never imagined he would be so unfaithful.

Marry Yang was a big director after all, and she was used to big scenes. Seeing so many rivals gathered together, and still considering Lin Lang's face, talking and laughing, and maintaining decency, it was simply exaggerated and outrageous.

As a professional fashion photographer, Ma Xiaofei can see into the psychological activities of her rivals through the micro-expressions on their faces.

She was also a little bit unbelievable that so many beauties picked from thousands of people were actually the love rivals of herself and her best friend Marry Yang.

For a moment, Ma Xiaofei even had an illusion that she was taking red carpet photos of celebrities at the Hundred Flowers Film Festival, and those female stars who were vying for beauty were no different.

The river breeze carried water vapor across the dock. Just as everyone was thinking about their own things, a bright figure suddenly came into view.

Li Moli, a new popular singer in the Chinese music scene, is slowly walking towards her from not far away.

She was wearing a white pleated miniskirt, the hem of which swayed gently with her steps, like a butterfly flapping its wings, ready to fly.

The upper body is matched with a simple white short sweater, which outlines the slender waist, which is both playful and has a bit of girlish cuteness.

Li Moli wore a pair of brown sunglasses on her face. Her eyes were hidden in the shadows behind the lenses, but that couldn't hide her lively spirit.

The long black hair was casually draped over the shoulders, and the sunlight gave it a soft golden edge.

She was holding the limited edition LV handbag that Lin Lang had given her before, which formed a clever collision with her youthful temperament and added a bit of fashion sense.

The sunlight was shining brightly, falling on Li Moli's fair cheeks and arms, as if giving her a halo.

She walked towards the crowd with light steps, like a happy little deer, with a sweet smile on her face as she walked, and waved to this side, the sound as crisp as a wind chime.

"Brother Alang, I'm here!"

When Zhou Mengyao saw this scene, the astonishment on her face faded, and she even felt a sense of calmness in her heart, thinking, "As I expected."

She had long suspected that Lin Lang and his childhood sweetheart Li Moli had an unusual relationship. There was always some inexplicable ambiguity hidden in those seemingly affectionate interactions between brother and sister.

She had seen through it before but hadn't said it out loud, but she didn't expect it to be confirmed in this way today.

Zhou Mengyao took a deep breath and felt that the drama was becoming more and more lively.

Li Meng in the crowd felt her heart skip a beat and the color on her face faded a little.

She never imagined that Li Moli, an artist under Maitian Music, was also related to Lin Lang!

They usually see each other every day in the company, and Li Moli always calls her "sister", but she didn't notice anything unusual, and Lin Lang never mentioned it.

At this moment, watching Li Moli walk towards Lin Lang naturally and familiarly, Li Meng felt absurd and frightened.

The smile on Marry Yang's face completely froze, and a trace of astonishment flashed across her eyes, and then was replaced by a cold chill.

Li Moli is an artist of Maitian Music. The reason why she was able to frequently appear on the large-scale evening parties of Hai TV was because she used the backdoor to give Li Moli the opportunity to perform for Lin Lang's sake.

At that time, Lin Lang only said that Li Moli was a new singer he was very optimistic about, and asked her to take good care of her. Now it seems that she is not a junior at all, but clearly his hidden mistress.

Marry Yang stared at Li Moli's back as she walked towards Lin Lang, a sneer slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the anger in his heart rose little by little.

She thought to herself: Lin Lang, Lin Lang, you are really good.

Even Li Moli is yours, so there must be a lot of female artists under your Maitian Music Company that I don’t know about, right?

Today's grand scene really opened my eyes.

Marry Yang couldn't help but think more, Li Moli had already greeted her with a sweet smile.

Marry Yang gave an awkward yet polite smile and waved at Li Moli, but her heart was filled with jealousy and she felt a little uncomfortable.

Li Moli was well-behaved and generous. She took the initiative to introduce herself and greeted her rivals warmly one by one, which made Lin Lang feel very relieved.

The way he looked at Li Moli was also exceptionally gentle.

Before the river breeze blew away the waves brought by Li Moli, a crisp "tapping" sound came from not far away, which was the sound of high heels stepping on the ground.

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw Guan Tingmei, the beautiful president of Yangshizi Publishing House, walking slowly towards them.

She was wearing a burgundy lace chiffon miniskirt, the hem of which swayed slightly with her steps, outlining the graceful curves unique to mature women.

The fabric has a delicate luster in the sunlight, like the crushed sunset glow sprinkled on the skirt, which is both dignified and has a bit of unintentional charm.

Because she was pregnant, Guan Tingmei wore a pair of beige and black low-heeled high-heeled shoes. The sound of her heels hitting the ground was crisp and pleasant, making her every step look calm and elegant.

As she came closer, Guan Tingmei raised her hand and took off her sunglasses, revealing a pair of smiling peach blossom eyes. Her gaze swept over everyone with just the right amount of friendliness.

She raised her hand and casually placed her sunglasses on top of her head. Her hair was blown behind her ears by the wind, revealing her smooth forehead and delicate collarbone.

"I am Guan Tingmei, the president of Yangshizi Publishing House. Hello, sisters!" She spoke in a gentle voice with a familiar smile and took the initiative to greet everyone.

As soon as the word "sisters" was uttered, the dock suddenly became quiet, and a look of surprise flashed across everyone's face.

Another charming woman has appeared. Lin Lang's philanthropy is simply too astonishing.

Among them, the most shocked was Han Jae-in.

She seemed to be nailed to the spot, her pupils slightly contracted, and she almost dropped the bag in her hand.

Guan Tingmei?

Gu Cheng’s mother’s best friend?

How could it be her?

Han Zaiyin's head was buzzing, and a dusty memory suddenly popped up.

A few months ago, when she held a solo painting exhibition, she clearly saw Guan Tingmei and Lin Lang meet by chance in a corner of the exhibition hall. They stood and chatted for a long time, and even exchanged contact information before leaving.

At that time, she even walked up to Lin Lang and teased him, saying that your Aunt Mei looks like a vixen, so you'd better not be led astray by her.

Han Jae-in's joke at that time turned out to be a prophecy at this moment.

Han Zaiyin felt dizzy and his heart seemed to be hit hard by something.

Guan Tingmei was the most trusted friend of Lin Lang's mother when she was alive. According to seniority, she should have called her "Auntie", but now she appears here in this identity.

This relationship made Han Zaiyin dizzy and made her feel absurd and embarrassed.

Han Jae-in subconsciously lowered her head, her fingertips tightly gripping the bag in her hand, and her fingertips repeatedly stroking the cold metal buckle on the bag. The cold touch spread along her fingertips, but it could not suppress the shock and confusion in her heart at all.

Guan Tingmei obviously didn't miss Han Zaiyin's reaction. A subtle fluctuation flashed across her eyes, but she quickly regained her composure and looked at Lin Lang with a smile: "There was a little traffic jam on the road. Are you not late?"

Lin Lang walked forward with a smile and naturally helped her tidy up her hair that was messed up by the wind: "You just arrived at the right time."

This intimate gesture caught the eyes of everyone and stirred up a silent wave.

Even Zhou Mengyao couldn't help but sigh in her heart - this drama might have no end, could it be that everyone hasn't arrived yet?

The air at the dock seemed to still be stagnant in the shock brought by Guan Tingmei. At the entrance not far away, another unfamiliar figure timidly poked his head out.

She was a very young girl, Bai Xiaowei, the little mute who was cured by Lin Lang in the name of love.

She was wearing a light blue denim miniskirt that just reached her thighs, revealing her slender, straight calves.

She wore a white one-shoulder lace blouse with the hem just above the waistline, revealing a small flat belly, revealing the youthfulness unique to young girls.

Her long black hair was casually draped over her shoulders, with a few strands of hair swaying gently with her movements.

She was wearing a pair of ordinary white canvas shoes and carrying a canvas backpack. Judging from the style and brand, it was obviously out of tune with the luxury goods of the people around her.

But even with such a simple dress, her skin looks whiter than snow, her eyebrows and eyes are as clear as a spring, and her whole body exudes an innocence of youthful vigor, so pure that people can't take their eyes off her.

Bai Xiaowei had obviously never seen such a scene before. She held the straps of her backpack tightly with both hands, leaned forward slightly, and walked towards the crowd hesitantly, each step was cautious and tentative.

When she was a few steps away from the crowd, she stopped, quickly glanced at the beautiful sisters who were gathered together, and finally cast her eyes timidly at Lin Lang. Her lips moved, and her voice was so small that it was almost swallowed by the river wind.

"Hubby...I'm coming."

Hearing the voice, Lin Lang immediately turned around.

Seeing Bai Xiaowei looking so nervous that she was about to curl up into a ball, Lin Lang's expression softened instantly.

He walked up quickly, opened his arms and gave Bai Xiaowei a big hug, and kissed her fair little face, his movements were natural and intimate.

"Don't be afraid, baby." He held Bai Xiaowei's hand, his voice particularly gentle, "Come, I'll introduce you to everyone. From now on, you will all be good sisters."

After saying that, Lin Lang pulled Bai Xiaowei in front of the crowd and introduced her, "This is Xiaowei, Bai Xiaowei."

Bai Xiaowei was pulled to the front by Lin Lang's hand. Her cheeks flushed instantly. She lowered her head and whispered to the crowd in an almost inaudible voice: "Hello... everyone."

After saying that, she quickly raised her eyes, then quickly lowered her head. Her long eyelashes fluttered gently like a small fan, making her look particularly adorable.

Everyone looked at the girl in front of them who was obviously inexperienced and had social anxiety, and they felt complicated emotions in their hearts.

Her eyes were clear without a trace of impurities, and her manners were filled with unconcealed shyness and reserve. It was obvious at a glance that she had never experienced any storms and was just an ordinary girl with exceptionally beautiful looks.

Some people noticed that Bai Xiaowei's eyebrows and eyes were vaguely similar to Zhou Mengyao's.

But even so, the women present had almost no hostility towards her.

After all, Bai Xiaowei was dressed in ordinary clothes and carried an affordable bag. It was obvious that she was not from the same world as those people who had achieved success in their respective fields.

She was too simple and inconspicuous, and posed no threat to these successful sisters.