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With countless messy thoughts in his heart, the car drove into the palace. At this time, the palace was holding a grand open-air gathering. The layout of the Shayek Palace was extremely luxurious, but it was nothing for the three people who were used to the scene. However, the people gathered here made Tang Feng feel a little bit of an atmosphere of fighting against the dragon and tiger.

Exxon, Chevron Texaco, Shell Oil, etc., these world's most well-known oil giants, as well as some politicians from all over the world, are all gathered here.

Unlike ordinary parties, almost all the guests here are men over forty years old. Everyone holds wine glasses in one hand and puts the other in their pockets, wandering around and chatting, trying to spy on enough information from each other.

The Crown Prince of Dalahan looked like a bright pearl among the old people. He was wearing traditional Arab costumes and accompanied by several palace maids, smiling and moving between the crowd.

Perhaps because of overnutrition, Darakan was a little fat, which made his face slightly exaggerated. Otherwise, he should have been a very handsome young man.

After the three got out of the car, as soon as Vivian, wearing a wide-brimmed black hat appeared, the Crown Prince of Darakhan walked over here without any hesitation and spoke to Vivian intimately. His English pronunciation has a strong Arabic flavor, but it can still be understood by others.

Seeing this, Fang Tianyuan tactfully pulled Tang Feng away and walked aside.

So, Tang Feng pretended to be Fang Tianyuan's personal assistant and kept chatting with him. These people were either powerful people from all over the world or super rich people across continents, and none of them were simple characters. Although Fang Wenyuan's remote enterprises are super oil companies comparable to those such as Exxon and Shell Petroleum, they still have to be polite when they meet these people.

On the contrary, Tang Feng, who was standing behind him, always looked absent-minded and absent-minded. When others occasionally said something to him, he didn't know how to answer, and he even asked Fang Wenyuan to remind him.

After walking around, Fang Wenyuan pulled Tang Feng aside and asked, "Zhiyuan, what's wrong with you?"

Tang Feng raised his eyebrows and looked at Fang Wenyuan, "I didn't know what, why did I ask this?"

"Are you fascinated by this girl Vivian?" Fang Wenyuan's face was not relaxed when he asked this.

Tang Feng blinked and said frankly: "For the time being, can you still be self-made. Is there any problem?"

"Don't make any decisions about her." Fang Wenyuan shook his head solemnly, "Don't do it!"

Seeing that Fang Wenyuan's expression was so serious, Tang Feng asked, "Uncle Fang, you seem to be very familiar with her."

"I can't say it's familiar, but I know one of the most basic things, that is, no man who likes her can end up having a good ending." Fang Wenyuan said, patting Tang Feng on the shoulder, "I heard Zaidao say that you are very casual and like to play. But young people... not everyone in this world can afford to play."

When Fang Wenyuan said this, another friend was walking towards him, so he stopped talking about anything. He walked over to socialize himself, leaving only Tang Feng alone. Tang Feng hugged the wine glass in front of his chest, stood there, looked at Vivian, who was lifting his veil and laughing with the Crown Prince of Dalahan, then raised his head and looked at the blue sky with a confused look on his face.

Tang Feng leaned against the fountain and felt a deep sense of loneliness in his heart, as if he had been suddenly abandoned by someone.

In Tang Feng’s life for so many years, the reason why he can play freely is because he can’t let go of anything. But now, Tang Feng suddenly feels that he seems to have completely lost the feeling of leisure and freedom that he used to be.

Perhaps, what Tang Feng encountered for the first time was something he could not let go so easily. There is no doubt that this thing must be related to Miss Vivian.

After staying there for a while, Tang Feng thought it was ridiculous and cursed in his heart: "Damn, you are a silly flowery man. The first time we met, we haven't even figured out what we look like. We are just like this bird. Are you sick?"

As he cursed like this, Tang Feng took a deep breath, smiled, walked into the crowd with a wine glass, and pretended to talk to these big men. Tang Feng belonged to that kind. If you pretended to be a cow, you wouldn't know how many bowls of rice he had. If you were to make a living, it would be quite good. Therefore, he was still able to chat with these powerful and wealthy people.

However, Tang Feng always had an indescribable and empty feeling in his heart, which made Tang Feng feel inexplicable and extremely upset. He even doubted whether he was really sick.

After making a fuss in the crowd, Tang Feng finally got a little tired. He walked under the parasol beside him and sat down. He put down the wine glass and took out a bottle of Coke from the wooden barrel filled with ice.

After taking a big sip of cold Coke, Tang Feng's mood finally cooled down a little, so he simply let go of his body and mind, closed his eyes, spread his body, and lay on the chair to close his eyes and rest.

Not long after, the gentle and moving voice came to his side again, "You are the one who is looking for people to ask about my whereabouts."

Tang Feng opened his eyes and felt the sunshine was extremely fierce, and it hurt when he shone on his eyes. So he quickly sat up straight and avoided the sun. Only then did he see Vivian's appearance.

She had short black hair, and the ends of her hair were slightly raised. Her mouth, her eyebrows, and her nose were all faint, as if they were drawn by a painter who cherished ink. Her eyes were big, flashing with crystal clear but insightful light.

This is the feeling of every part of her. When combined with all of this, Tang Feng felt a solemn, calm and calm taste. When she spoke, she was peaceful. Her eyes looked elsewhere, like a swan resting by the Danshui Lake, or like a sea swallow flying quietly over the angry sea.

Tang Feng actually wanted to have a good chat with Vivian, but for some reason, when the words came to his mouth, they turned into, "Why do you think it's me?"

"Because I heard that the one who asked someone to ask me was a young man in his twenties. When you asked me about it, your brows frowned slightly. And just now, you were looking at me." Vivian explained calmly.
Chapter completed!