"I..." After receiving several questions from Zhai Wan'er, Gu Qingqing moved her lips, wanting to say something but unable to.

Why did she feel that Zhai Wan'er was acting strange?

What business does she have with Fu Jue and Guan Zhai Wan'er? What gives her the right to question him like an interrogator?

What did she do wrong? What gives Zhai Wan'er the right to treat her like this? Just because she's the eldest daughter of the Zhai family?

Gu Qingqing noticed jealousy and hatred in Zhai Wan'er's eyes. Could it be that she liked Fu Jue?

I heard she was heartbroken recently? Was it because of Fu Jue?

“Zhai Wan’er, I’ve only known him for a few days.”

Fu Jue was already burning with anger after hearing Zhai Wan'er's words, and Gu Qingqing's words seemed to be denying the fact that they had known each other for a long time.

He was so anxious that his face turned red and his neck bulged: "Qingqing and I have known each other for a long time, what does this have to do with you?"

"..." Gu Qingqing was speechless. Fu Jue was just making her the target of so much hatred. Instantly, she received countless glares, feeling as if she had been stabbed countless times, and the pain was unbearable.

"What's wrong?" Zhai Shaolin and Dong Shu rushed over and found that Fu Jue had actually come.

“Mr. Fu, welcome to my sister’s birthday party.” Zhai Shaolin assumed that Fu Jue had changed his mind tonight.

"Um... I'm here to see a friend, don't be nervous." Fu Jue didn't hide anything, nor did he want to say anything nice to Zhai Shaolin.

In the past, whenever he went out and encountered people he knew, they would make a big fuss and treat him with great hospitality, which made him feel embarrassed and disrupted his life. That's why he didn't like going out much.

Zhai Shaolin and Dong Shu were embarrassed after hearing this and didn't know how to respond.

"Fu Jue, let's find a place to sit down and talk!" Gu Jin, who had been silent until now, stepped forward to liven up the atmosphere and change the awkward situation.

He didn't expect Fu Jue to speak so bluntly, showing absolutely no respect to Zhai Shaolin and Zhai Wan'er. This was, after all, their territory. Even a powerful dragon can't suppress a local snake. Just because Fu Jue was the world's richest man and had great power and influence didn't mean he could beat everyone.

"Young Master Zhai, we'll sit over there in a bit. You don't need to entertain us; please go and take care of the other guests." Gu Jin spoke sincerely, hoping that Zhai Shaolin would consider the bigger picture and not be angry.

He then pulled Gu Qingqing and Fu Jue to the place where they had just sat.

“Mr. Fu…” Zhai Wan’er covered her mouth and wept, watching Fu Jue and Gu Qingqing’s retreating figures.

"Wan'er, don't be like this, you'll scare Mr. Fu away. You know he's never liked interacting with women, he's notoriously averse to women, and he's suspected of being gay. I've heard he also has severe misogyny," Dong Shu advised softly.

But Zhai Wan'er cried even louder now, glaring at Dong Shu: "Then why is he so close to Gu Qingqing?"

Dong Shu was speechless at her words, so she had no choice but to pull her to sit in the main seat, away from the crowd, so as not to let others see the show.

"Brother Jue, what brings you here?" Gu Qingqing asked Fu Jue as she sat down.

Although she knew he had come for her sake, she still didn't quite believe it.

This super big shot actually came to Zhai Wan'er's birthday path just for her, but what did she do to deserve his support and help her vent her anger?

"...You're my friend, of course I'll help you." Fu Jue's heart raced and his body stiffened as she got so close to him. He didn't dare to move, afraid of touching her.

He could feel her breath brushing against his ear, along with her natural fragrance—a fresh and delicate jasmine scent with a hint of milkiness, which smelled quite pleasant.

Her intimate gestures caused a blush to spread across his fair face, making him look like he had his cheeks sculpted, which actually made him look quite cute.