looks pretty good. Protecting Fu Yan so well.""Such a cliché," Huo Mingzheng threw the lighter onto the table, "a trick to coax little girls."Qin Heng waved his hand dismissively: "Talking business,...Actually, she drinks quite a bit of alcohol, but lately she's been unlucky and things have been happening one after another. She should drink less if she can, even lower-proof ones are better.

Ji Qing, holding onto Fu Yanlu's arm and showing her face to the crowd, could be considered greeting everyone present. After all, Fu Yanlu was hers.

Everyone present was a shrewd individual, and since General Ji personally brought his people, everyone had to show them respect. Some even proactively approached Fu Yan and exchanged business cards.

Fu Yan did not presume. As a junior, she respectfully bowed and toasted everyone present.

Soon she saw General Lei talking to someone. Just as she was about to tell Qiqing, there was a commotion coming from the door.

This is a dinner hosted by the Ji family head, and everyone arrived either early or right on time, not daring to be late.

The dinner had already been going on for half an hour. Everyone was curious about the identity of this late arrival.

Everyone turned to look towards the door. The lively conversation abruptly ceased, and an eerie silence descended upon the crowd.

As the waiter slowly opened the door, the man strode into the ballroom with an air of confidence.

The black suit was solemn and silent, highlighting the innate nobility of the man. The lights of the banquet cast down, and on his left thumb, the jade ring symbolizing his status glinted with a lustrous sheen.

As his gaze swept over them, the onlookers all had an epiphany. Their minds were filled with only two thoughts.

It turns out to be Huo Mingzheng.

It could only be the head of the Nancheng First Family, Huo Mingzheng.

Shen Wei walked arm in arm with Huo Mingzheng, her gaze sweeping across the crowd to Fu Yan. A flash of disgust and envy crossed her eyes.

She was so dazzling that the entire banquet hall became her backdrop. She was the center of attention just by standing there, needing no special spotlight.

Ho Mingzheng walked to Ji Qing's face, his gaze swept over Fu Yan, his tone flat with a hint of alienation: "I'm sorry, President Ji, I'm late."

"It is already my greatest honor that Mr. Huo has graced me with his presence." Qi Qing smiled and extended her hand.

Huo Mingzheng politely touched her fingertip before withdrawing his hand.

Ji Qing looked at the person beside him and smiled slightly: "This is..."

"She is my fiancée, Shen Wei."

Fu Yan's heart skipped a beat, and even her meticulously applied makeup couldn't hide the paleness that flashed across her face for a moment. She told Ji Qing she had something to attend to and left.

She turned and took the wine from the waiter's hand. A voice laced with sarcasm drifted to her side: "Isn't this dress supposed to be ill-fitting"

Fu Yan held her wine glass, ignoring Shen Wei, and followed General Lei with her eyes.

"Don't you act like nothing happened"

Fu Yan laughed and swept a glance over her, "Then what do you want to hear me say The details from that day"

Shen Wei's hands crossed over her chest, and her meticulously made-up face froze for a moment, as if she had eaten a fly with disgust.

Gnashed his teeth and spat, "Have you any shame!"

"If you don't want to hear it, just stay away from me." Fu Yan shook her off. "You have time to waste on me, you might as well spend it figuring out how to keep your fiancé's heart."

She hadn't taken a few steps when someone patted her shoulder. She thought it was Shen Wei again, but when she turned around, it was Fu Jing.

Unlike his usual sports style, Fu Jing wore a dark gray suit and had his hair styled, making him look even more dashing.

She gave a surprised smile: "How did you get here"

Fu Jing glanced at the socialite not far away who was chatting with someone. "She's with my mother, her blood pressure is a bit high, so I'm keeping an eye on her to make sure she doesn't drink too much."

Fu Yan covered her mouth and chuckled, "By the way, thank you for speaking up for me in front of President Fu."

"You already apologized the other day, why are you here again" Fu Jing said jokingly.

A single strand of hair stuck to Fu Yan's cheek. She brushed it absentmindedly without catching it. Fu Jing watched her lower her head, looking obedient and well-behaved, and couldn't help but lean closer. He gently twisted that strand of hair and played with it.

Not far away, Shen Wei stood beside Huo Mingzheng, her tone envious: "Ah Zheng, look at how well-suited they are."

"Is that so" The man smiled ambiguously, draining his glass of red wine in one gulp and setting it down on the table with a clink.blinding white mass, softening his sharply defined features. He spoke in a low voice."What" Qin Heng didn't hear clearly.Huo Mingzheng flicked the ash from his fingertips, his expression still as indi...