The driver helped Shang Wu out of the car.

Upon seeing her appear, everyone looked at her with strange expressions.

Shang Wu didn't mind becoming the center of gossip at this moment.

The breakup with Lu Rang is bound to spark a private discussion.

Even if these people don't dare to say anything openly, there will be plenty of discussion behind their backs.

Shang Wu showed the invitation and walked in with a normal expression, ignoring everyone's desire to come and talk to her, and went straight upstairs to meet the major client.

However, when Gao Hai, the client, saw her appear there, he was completely stunned.

He frowned, unable to hide his astonishment: "You, what are you doing here?"

Shang Wu paused, then waved the invitation in his hand.

"Didn't you invite me here, Mr. Gao? Why are you saying this?"

Gao Hai's expression had an indescribable eeriness about it.

He swallowed hard and forced a smile: "I did invite you, but I thought you weren't coming today."

"What do you mean?" Shang Wu didn't understand what he was trying to say and couldn't help but frown. "Why did you say I'm not coming?"

"It's nothing, it's nothing..."

Gao Hai stood up, rubbing his hands together somewhat awkwardly.

"Well, why don't you rest here for a while? We can have a proper talk later. I have to go out for a social engagement, so please don't go downstairs, okay? Everyone's been talking about what's been going on with you lately, and I don't want you to feel bad."

Shang Wu was stunned, feeling that Gao Hai wasn't worried about what others would say about her.

Gao Hai doesn't seem like the kind of person who is so thoughtful and considerate of her.

Shang Wu was puzzled, so he could only nod and watch the other person leave.

Soon after, people started bringing over lots of drinks and food.

Shang Wu waited quietly in the lounge.

Half an hour later, Gao Hai arrived in a hurry and smiled at her.

"President Shang, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting. I just dealt with the various bosses who came to the exchange meeting. Let's talk about recent cooperation. Also, how are you? How are you feeling after the news of your breakup with the young master of the Yu family? I didn't dare to call and bother you."

Shang Wu smiled faintly and said calmly, "There's nothing wrong with it. Everyone goes through breakups. You just have to get through it. You don't need to worry."

After she finished speaking, she smelled a familiar perfume on the other person.

Shang Wu frowned slightly and glanced at Gao Hai.

Feeling uncomfortable under her gaze, Gao Hai straightened his back.

"What's wrong?"

"You have a familiar perfume on you. Did you just apply perfume?" Shang Wu asked curiously.

Gao Hai was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously sniffed his own body.

"No, I can't smell anything."

Shang Wu was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to say. When she smelled it again, it was gone.

It was probably her imagination, but she actually thought she could smell Lu Rang's scent.

Shang Wu smiled, raised her glass, and clinked it against Gao Hai's.

"Thank you for your invitation, but I'm not feeling well today. I even fainted due to low blood sugar. Mr. Gao, let's talk again next time. I'll head back now."

"Are you going back now? Are you in such a hurry? Can't you talk to me a little longer?" Gao Hai quickly got up and subconsciously glanced at the closed door.

Shang Wu finally realized why she felt he was acting strangely.

Gao Hai wasn't worried about being affected by the breakup or being gossiped about; instead, he was trying to hide something from the person outside the door and kept her locked in the lounge.

She glanced at Gao Hai and said directly, "I really have some things to take care of, so I won't stay any longer. Goodbye."

After saying that, Shang Wu ignored Gao Hai's attempts to stop her and went straight to open the door.

The breeze from the second-floor corridor, carrying the cool air unique to banquets, gently brushed against her skirt.

Her gaze inadvertently glanced downwards, and she froze as if burned by something.

Downstairs in the banquet hall, where glasses clinked and toasts flowed, the crystal chandeliers shone brightly, illuminating every smiling face with crystal clarity.

And in that crowd, Lu Rang's figure unexpectedly came into her view.

He was wearing a dark suit, tall and slender, handsome and aloof.

Lu Rang was nodding slightly, listening to the middle-aged man opposite him speak, a faint smile on his lips.

He nodded occasionally, handling the situation with ease, clearly the center of attention, navigating the world of fame and fortune with effortless grace.

Shang Wu subconsciously took a half step back, hiding herself in deeper shadows, as if this would isolate her from the noise downstairs and also from the excitement and pain in her heart.

Has Lu Rang fully recovered?

So fast?

For a day and a night, he acted as if he hadn't experienced anything, appearing in public in Lincheng as the young master of the Yu family with boundless glory.