Own Misjudgement (1)

Happy times were always short.

Very soon, Li An'an could only withdraw from the discussion and say goodbye to the ladies regretfully.

Because it was time for the appointment.

She took out her makeup mirror and looked at herself.

Then, she tidied up her appearance.

She took the documents and walked out of the lounge.

At this moment, the entire exhibition center was filled with well-dressed men or beautiful ladies.

Li An'an watched intently.

She loved to see beautiful ladies.

Sometimes, she even suspected that she liked beautiful ladies too.

But unfortunately, she didn't!

She simply liked beautiful ladies.

She took the elevator to the seventh floor.

A staff member came up to greet her.

"Excuse me, are you Young Master Ling Ping'an from Jiangcheng City?" The polite Ceylon people bowed and asked.

"Yes!" Li An'an made her voice sound like her own nephew.