Nightfall is upon us...
Within the Han Group's main clubhouse ‘Han’, a luxurious masquerade ball is underway. This is a gathering place for affluent families and a hotbed of business opportunities.
The resplendent banquet hall, spacious dance floor, countless multicoloured spotlights are rotating overhead, complemented by the flickering floor, sometimes bright, sometimes dark, adding an evil sense of mystery. With a variety of exquisite masks, people are twisting their bodies madly and through the disguise of the masks, indulging themselves in their unknown side.
Suddenly, the music came to a halt, and everyone stopped dancing to rest! In the centre of the dance floor, white mist began to fill the area. Within this foggy silhoutte, a woman with a silver fox mask began to sway her waist. Her expensive white diamond dress accentuated her exquisite figure. Her long beautiful legs were wrapped in black mesh stockings, and her three-inch above the knee high heels gracefully stepped to the dance rhythm, immediately attracting every pair of eyes.
A rapid interplay of lights shone several times, then the dance floor plunged into darkness. Before the crowd could react, a white beam of light shone on the woman. With a backward glance, she swept her eyes across the room, her lips curling up, revealing a charmingly sinister smile.
"Wow..." the crowd gasped, some men had their mouths ajar, entranced by the enchanting figure.
The DJ's music abruptly resonated, the lady began to move her body wildly to the rhythm, her slender waist was as supple as a willow in the wind, her charming eyes emitted a wild aura, her smile was revealing, and occasionally accompanied by a sigh which was as supple as a cat's meow which made the men on the scene numb and infatuated with this extreme temptation.
Qin Hao stood in a corner of the dance floor, wearing a silver wolf mask leaning against the window. One hand held a cup, and the other rested on the spiral staircase rail. The moonlight shone on him through the floor-to-ceiling window, exuding a cold elegance. He drank up the wine in the glass, a smirk played at the corner of his mouth, he wildly said: "Such a charming woman, who is she?"
Beside him stood a man wearing a vampire mask, who chuckled: "Oh? Has our young master Qin fallen for someone again?"
Qin Hao smirked, a hint of disdain flashed in his deep eyes, and he laughed coldly, somewhat noncommittal.
The man was not surprised by his reaction, just chuckled while drinking his wine: "She is the general manager of the Han Group, the backbone upon whom Han Pinnuo heavily relies. It is said that she obtained a doctorate degree from Harvard Business School at a young age. After returning to the country for just half a year, Han Pinnuo trusted her to manage the branch company completely. This girl is not to be underestimated, she is highly experienced in business, and she's also quite seductive, with countless men at her feet. Today's masquerade ball is mainly organised by her, who knows how much business she would generate for the Han Group."
"You mean she is Su Xiaoluo?" The wolf-masked man seemed quite surprised, raising an eyebrow slightly.
"Yes, the woman who snatched business away from us, who would have thought, right? When she's not in her business suit, she's quite a femme fatale."
"Interesting,"
"Qin Hao, you're not thinking of pursuing her, are you?"
The corners of Qin Hao's mouth twitched upward in a mischievous, bewitching smile, but he remained silent. Seeing his expression, the man in the vampire mask couldn't help but shiver and took two steps back, saying, "Well, enjoy your time! I don't want to miss this great opportunity to flutter and mingle. I hope tonight will be a wonderful night!"
Qin Hao chuckled lightly in response and turned back to the dance floor. Su Xiaoluo had stepped out from the dancing crowd, surrounded by many gentlemen. Then, a clown costumed drinks waiter with high walking-on-tiptoe walked up to her, patted her shoulder, and the two seemed to be chatting about something. Su Xiaoluo started playing rock-paper-scissors with the clown.
After the clown downed three cups in a row, he finally lost to Su Xiaoluo, who poured her a full cup and took it from him. With a quick glance around as if she had sensed Qin Hao's gaze, she turned her head and met his eyes across the crowd. Qin Hao raised his glass in a polite nod and smile, and Su Xiaoluo returned his toast symbolically before wiping her mouth elegantly. Seeing this, Qin Hao chuckled again. Su Xiaoluo then handed her empty cup back to the clown and headed towards the restroom.
Leaning a hand on the washbasin, she took off her silver fox mask. The mirror reflected a pretty and seductive face, with apricot eyes full of tenderness, pink cheeks flushed with a hint of crimson, lips slightly raised, moist and tender, all forming a delicate balance between soft and distinct lineaments.
Unlike the enthusiastic style seen at the ball, the woman in the mirror looked a little weary, the purity in her eyes mixing oddly with her sexy allure. This soft, slightly disoriented version of her would undoubtedly stir up excitement if seen by the 'wolves' outside.
A sigh escaped Su Xiaoluo's lips as she tried to rally her spirit, patting her flushed face in the mirror. Perhaps it was the dancing and drinking, but she felt a little hot. She was hosting this party to boost her performance at work. Knowing that she had another round of engagements to attend soon, she splashed her face with some cool water in an effort to cool down.
But the feeling of heat didn't diminish, instead it seemed to seep into her blood and disperse into her limbs. She furrowed her eyebrows, sensing that something was off. Just then, the sound of riveting music filled from outside- it was the grand finale she had planned herself. With this in mind, she reluctantly put her fox mask back on.
