Although Jiang Hao was puzzled, he quickly composed himself and turned to chat with the people around him.

He came to the banquet today not to hear gossip about Shen Tinghe, but to change his own reputation.

After all, this was a banquet hosted by his uncle, so in principle, these guests would all give him some face.

Jiang Hao had just struck up a conversation with someone when the other person raised an eyebrow and asked, "I heard that your wife, Lin Qingtong, was in a car accident and hospitalized. I wonder how her injuries are?"

He had anticipated this, and his eyes immediately reddened.

"Qingtong is fine and is receiving treatment at the hospital. Thank you all for your concern. No matter what happens, I will not give up on her. It's just that she is a bit preoccupied and feels like she is a burden to me."

"But she doesn't know that I will never give up on her, even if she has cancer..."

"Oh, it's okay. Just think of it as her throwing a tantrum and deliberately trying to get a divorce, but I can understand."

It must be said that Jiang Hao's acting skills are quite good; he portrayed himself as a deeply affectionate husband in just a few words.

These words, when they reached the ears of those people, were interpreted in various ways.

If Lin Qingtong really has cancer, she will definitely spend a lot of energy on treatment, and the Jiang family and company will probably not be able to take care of her.

So, isn't it all Jiang Hao who makes the decisions about this collaboration?

Upon realizing this, those people expressed their regret and then tried to add Jiang Hao's contact information.

In the adult world, many things don't need to be explained so clearly.

Jiang Hao also cooperated by adding her contact information. He appeared sad and affectionate on the surface, but he was secretly overjoyed.

"Thank you all for your concern about my wife's condition, but today is a banquet hosted by the Shen Group, so please pay more attention to my uncle."

"I didn't want to come, but my uncle insisted on investing in my company and needed my presence, so I had no choice but to show up."

His words also hinted at his upcoming collaboration with Shen Tinghe.

Now those people looked at Jiang Hao with even brighter eyes, and one by one they began to flatter and fawn over him.

"Mr. Jiang Hao is truly a talented individual. He has only been in charge of the company for a few months, yet he has already managed to secure a cooperation agreement with the Shen Group. He must be exceptionally capable. If there are any future collaborations, please remember us."

"The moment I saw President Jiang, I felt a sense of familiarity. You are sure to be a very capable person in the future, and you will definitely surpass your uncle."

When he uttered the last sentence, Jiang Hao could barely suppress the smile on his face.

From the very beginning, he always thought he was incredibly powerful and that one day he would surpass Shen Tinghe.

This praise hit the nail on the head, and he was just about to be modest when a sarcastic voice came from behind him.

"Someone like you think you can surpass Shen Tinghe? Are you just daydreaming?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Hao turned around and saw Huo Xinlan wearing a black dress, standing hand in hand with a long-haired girl wearing a black sequined mini skirt.

He frowned slightly, suddenly recalling some rumors, and his gaze couldn't help but fall on the girl next to Huo Xinlan.

Jiang Hao remembered the rumors that paparazzi had photographed Huo Xinlan cheating on him in the street, and he had even seen the photos.

And isn't the person in the photo...?

He sneered and slowly stood up to look at Huo Xinlan.

"Sister Xinlan, what a coincidence that you're here at the banquet too. Don't you know that your uncle has a mistress?"

Upon hearing this, Huo Xinlan paused for a moment, then smiled faintly.

"What does this have to do with me? It's you who should watch your mouth, lest I lose my temper and tear you apart one day."

Jiang Hao couldn't help but feel a little scared, but a cold glint flashed in his eyes. Huo Xinlan was definitely faking it. When his uncle really showed up with people, he would probably be driven crazy with jealousy.

Just then, a commotion suddenly arose in the crowd. Jiang Hao looked in the direction of the sound and saw a tall and noble figure slowly appearing from not far away.

Even though Shen Tinghe was wearing a white mask, his outstanding appearance made it easy to recognize him at a glance.

Everyone else was wearing black suits, but he stood out even more in the crowd in his white suit.

Seeing this, Jiang Hao couldn't help but wonder, when did his uncle become so flamboyant?

After all, Shen Tinghe always wore a black suit, and his cold and noble demeanor always exuded a terrifying aura that kept strangers at bay.

Even now, despite wearing a mask, Jiang Hao could still see the joy in Shen Tinghe's eyes.

Moreover, he was wearing a white suit, making him stand out from the crowd.

Almost all the women present were looking at Shen Tinghe.

Shen Tinghe slowly removed his mask with his long, slender fingers, revealing his stunningly beautiful and aloof face, with a touch of crimson at the corners of his narrow eyes.

His skin was already fair and clean, and now, combined with this appearance, it was simply mesmerizing.

"Welcome to the banquet today, everyone. Please enjoy yourselves."

His voice was clear and calm, and although his eyes and brows were smiling, they gave people a chilling feeling, as if his deep eyes had been frozen.

Shen Tinghe's gaze suddenly fell on Jiang Hao, and he put on a mask with a half-smile.

At this moment, Jiang Hao curled his lips into a cold smile and deliberately leaned closer to ask, "Uncle, Sister Xinlan has brought people with her. If you're not careful, I can help you."

Upon hearing this, Shen Tinghe glanced at Jiang Hao lazily and indifferently, his tone icy.

Why isn't Lin Qingtong here?

Jiang Hao was taken aback, not expecting Shen Tinghe to ask about Lin Qingtong, and hurriedly pretended to be affectionate as he spoke.

"Uncle, you don't know this, but we are divorced. However, she will always be my wife."

He was about to say something when Shen Tinghe interrupted him indifferently.

"It won't happen again."

Jiang Hao stood there stunned for a long time before finally asking a question.

"Uncle, what do you mean by that?"

Shen Tinghe glanced at him but did not answer his question. Instead, he turned and walked to the center of the dance floor and slowly spoke.

"Today, I would like to introduce a lady to you all."

His gaze was fixed ahead, but his voice inexplicably softened.

"This lady is as beautiful as a rosebud and as lovely as a red rose. For all my future lives, I wish her happiness and good fortune."

Shen Tinghe's affectionate words echoed throughout the banquet, drawing everyone's attention to the end of his gaze.

They wanted to find out who could make the icy Shen Tinghe so affectionate and tender.

The sunlight was dappled and brilliant as a beautiful and charming figure slowly emerged.

She wore a pink rose gradient classic long dress, and as she walked, red accents appeared on her high heels and the hem of the dress.

Her dark black hair was slightly curled, and a pink rose was worn behind her ear.

Her mask was made of white lace, and her slender, delicate fingers were wrapped in lace gloves, making her figure extremely graceful and charming.

A collective gasp rippled through the crowd, and Jiang Hao even cast an envious glance, unable to suppress a sigh of admiration.

"If only Lin Qingtong were like that, but she's too clueless about romance; all she thinks about is work."

Shen Tinghe glanced at Jiang Hao and said calmly, "It's not that she's insensitive, but that you don't understand her."