Ma Tianqing opened his arms slightly, a mix of surprise and anger on his face as he looked at himself. The suit he wore, designed by a master and tailored to fit, was soaked with wine, large stains covering his once spotless white shirt, not only ruining his image but also making him feel utterly uncomfortable. Ma Tianqing raised his head in fury to see the careless guy who rushed in without even bothering to knock. The man had a face full of apology, hurriedly stepping forward to wipe Ma Tianqing’s clothes with his hand. Ma Tianqing quickly stepped aside, angrily shouted, "Stop it right now!" The person immediately halted in his action. Ma Tianqing’s face turned somewhat gloomy. He was here representing his father to discuss business with the Dong Family. Things were going well, with consensus reached on many fronts. He just wanted to head to the restroom, but before he even stepped out, he was made to look like such a mess! Particularly in front of the current head of the Dong Family, the beautiful lady, this was something Ma Tianqing found most intolerable. If this had happened anywhere else during a normal time, Ma Tianqing would have waved his hand, letting his bodyguards drag this person out for a beating, then make him leave. But seeing that this person seemed to be affiliated with the Dong Family, he had no choice but to suppress his anger. Ma Tianqing turned around. In the center of the reception area behind him, there sat a woman on a wide single sofa, a woman said to be nearing forty. Earlier, while conversing with her, Ma Tianqing had taken special care to observe her. Having met countless women, he could see that she looked no older than her early thirties, with skin as smooth and delicate as a girl in her twenties. What impressed Ma Tianqing most was her unique aura, as pure as frost, as graceful and majestic as a peony—simply outshining those ordinary women who merely flaunted themselves! Her light makeup only added to her natural beauty, making her appearance exquisite and flawless to the point of perfection. After speaking with her for mere tens of minutes, Ma Tianqing, who considered himself a seasoned aficionado in love matters, found himself slightly enchanted. Rumors said this woman was single because no man could match her. Ma Tianqing was starting to understand that assessment better. Embarrassing himself in front of her was the most exasperating thing for Ma Tianqing right now. Moreover, this woman was not only beautiful and exuding elegance. During their conversation, Ma Tianqing noticed her composed manner of speaking, her meticulous thinking, and her commanding presence. The impression she gave was very similar to his father’s! This woman was undoubtedly a formidable force in the business world! Currently, the battle between Tengyun Yuema was intense. The Tengyun Group had formed a vast alliance, but with only two allies, the Ma Family had forced the Tengyun Series to retreat at every turn, showing great power. Among these two allies, the strongest was the Dong Family! This woman was also the helmswoman of the Dong Family! Thᴇ link to the origɪn of this information rᴇsts ɪn 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝✶𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖✶𝕟𝕖𝕥 His father had mentioned in secret that this woman was very difficult to handle. He would rather contend with Lu Yun than easily provoke her! His father, who didn’t even regard world-class conglomerates, had such high praise for her! Therefore, Ma Tianqing always dared not be negligent when he was here, continuously acting with caution, maintaining reverence. Now, a servant of the Dong Family had spilled wine all over him, and he silently endured it. "Miss Dong, I’m really sorry, I lost my composure just now." Ma Tianqing adjusted his emotions, speaking with the demeanor of a gentleman, then pointed at Dong Tianxiu, "This servant of yours is too careless, drenched me in wine. Just take a look at this, I didn’t bring any change of clothes. It embarrasses me, making it awkward to continue our talk, which would be disrespectful to you. How about we reschedule for another day?" The beauty sitting on the sofa was Dong Tianxiu’s sister and the head of the Dong Family Corporation—Dong Tianlu. At this moment, she calmly looked at Ma Tianqing, then at her brother behind him making funny faces at her, with a soft smile gracing her face. "We were having a good conversation, why leave? I might not be free another day, better to finish the talk now." Dong Tianlu’s voice was like Heaven’s Melody, exuding great charm that made it hard to refuse. "Should I go tidy up a bit?" Ma Tianqing said, hinting that he wanted Dong Tianlu to arrange for some suitable clothes for him to change into first. This would be more polite, and allow him to feel more comfortable. "No need, this is fine. I think there’s no need for you to use the restroom, let’s make the most of our time to finish the conversation, I have matters to attend to shortly and won’t have any more time." Dong Tianlu smiled, raising her pale jade finger to point at Dong Tianxiu, "You, come over here and stand behind me." Responding, Dong Tianxiu pretended to be obedient and trotted over, standing behind his sister’s sofa. Ma Tianqing watched Dong Tianxiu curiously. He couldn’t believe Dong Tianxiu was Dong Tianlu’s brother; to him, how could her brother serve tea and water to guests? However, seeing Dong Tianxiu go over and stand behind Dong Tianlu, with her glancing at him with an almost "gentle" look. Ma Tianqing suddenly had a bit of an "understanding," with a meaningful look in his eyes. Dong Tianlu might not be married, but perhaps she wasn’t without a "special someone"! As a dominant figure in the business world, could she really lack male companionship?! Ma Tianqing was projecting his own thoughts onto her. But upon seeing Dong Tianxiu, he inwardly mused that the man was no match for himself. "Why, does young Mr. Ma not wish to continue the discussion?" Dong Tianlu asked with a light smile upon seeing Ma Tianqing hesitate. "No, no, I do, I do!" Ma Tianqing wouldn’t dare say a single "no" to Dong Tianlu, and immediately decided against going to the restroom, enduring his discomfort from the wine-soaked clothes as he returned to his seat.