Chapter 31: Ji Family in the West City

Fortunately, Shen Yixiao didn't come to their floor every day, and Cen Wan didn't see him again for the rest of the week.

But in the end, she still couldn't go out and play with Jiang Yuan.

On Friday night, she received a call from Mr. Mei, asking her to help attend an old friend's birthday party. The gifts were prepared and placed in the studio together with the invitations.

When Jiang Yuan learned the news, he almost strangled her to death.

But Mr. Mei was not in Nancheng, and Cen Wan had no way to refuse.

She knew she was in the wrong, so she asked tentatively, "How about you come to the party with me?"

"I'll go shopping with you in the morning, do a hairstyling session with you in the afternoon, and then have a midnight snack together after the party in the evening. How about that?"

Jiang Yuan thought for a second: "Since you are so sincere, I will reluctantly agree."

The dinner was held in a villa halfway up the mountain, so Jiang Yuan drove her little pink pineapple.

Arriving at the place, Jiang Yuan was stunned by the luxury cars all around him. He turned to Cen Wan and asked, "Are you sure you're in the right place?"

Cen Wan took out the invitation and confirmed it again: "This is it."

Jiang Yuan also came over to look and read aloud: "Grandpa Ji's eightieth birthday..."

In a flash, Cen Wan suddenly thought of something, and a hint of shock flashed in her eyes.

"Ji..." Jiang Yuan was also pondering this surname, "Could it be the Ji from the Ji family in the west of the city?"

Cen Wan was stunned: "The teacher didn't say anything..."

The two of them sat in the car staring at each other. After two seconds, Jiang Yuan took out his makeup bag and said, "Luckily, I did a hairstyle today. Your dress is also good. Touch up your makeup..."

Cen Wan pursed her lips. She had just glanced at it briefly, focusing on the address, and didn't think too much about it.

Ji's family, Ji Yuanchen's grandfather's birthday, that Shen Yixiao...

"Change your lipstick, this one is too light."

Before Cen Wan could react, Jiang Yuan had already picked out a bright red lip gloss and applied it to her lips.

"Take a sip yourself."

When getting off the car, Cen Wan was still a little upset. It shouldn't be such a coincidence that they met.

After handing the invitation to the waiter at the door, the two of them entered.

Jiang Yuan took her hand and looked at the luxurious banquet hall, blinking: "Wanwan, your teacher is quite something. He is friends with Mr. Ji."

Cen Wan: "...I haven't heard the teacher mention it either."

She was completely unprepared.

The red carpet stretched to the depths of the banquet hall, crystal chandeliers reflected brilliant light, melodious symphonies flowed slowly, and the wine glasses clinked, showing luxury.

People were coming and going in the banquet hall. Men and women in dresses and suits gathered in groups of three or four to chat, but no one paid any attention to them.

They took two glasses of champagne from the waiter, went to the front of the counter to get a piece of cake, and found a sofa in the corner to sit down.

Cen Wan said apologetically, "After we give the gift to Mr. Ji and say hello to the teacher, we'll leave."

Jiang Yuan, who always took things as they came, took a bite of cake and said, "It's okay. It's a rare opportunity to see the world. There's no need to rush."

"But I still want to eat hot pot."

Cen Wan couldn't help but laugh: "Okay, we'll go after we finish the process."

The Ji family is also the most prominent wealthy family in South City. In addition to people with connections in the political and business circles, there are also many people who are scrambling to establish connections with them.

The person in charge of the Ji family now is Ji Yuanchen's father. The old man has completely retired and is enjoying his retirement at home.

During the opening speech, Cen Wan did not step forward and stood at the outermost edge of the circle.

After finally hearing the invitation to guests to come as they please, a large group of people rushed over to congratulate Mr. Ji on his birthday.

Jiang Yuan looked down at Cen Wan's small frame and asked, "Would it be faster for you to squeeze through on your own, or for me to just throw you over there?"

The two of them were already standing at the outside, so now they had no chance at all.

As we waited, Mr. Ji was escorted out of the hall.

Cen Wan watched his figure disappear around the corner and stopped in her tracks, wanting to move forward. She couldn't squeeze through and might even be mistaken for someone with ulterior motives.

Jiang Yuan crossed his arms and took a slow sip of champagne. "What do we do now?"

Cen Wan spread her hands: "I don't know either."

"I think the food here is quite delicious. Why don't you eat something first and talk later?"

Cen Wan looked at her: "Aren't you going to eat hot pot?"

"We can eat hotpot anytime," Jiang Yuan raised her red lips slightly, "We can't come here for nothing."

Cen Wan: "Okay."

After eating something, Cen Wan and Jiang Yuan left the banquet hall and grabbed a servant in the corridor and asked, "Excuse me, do you know where Mr. Ji is now?"

The other party was holding a tray and said: "Sorry, I am only responsible for the food and beverage in the hall. You can ask Butler Zhang."

Cen Wan thanked him and walked further into the corridor. In the yard, there were also many guests chatting in low voices.

She asked an older waiter again, but before she got an answer, she heard a mocking voice from behind her.

"Who did I think it was? It turns out to be you. Do you think you can see Mr. Ji whenever you want? You want to climb up the social ladder but don't you consider your own weight?"

Cen Wan and Jiang Yuan turned around and saw several girls in dresses standing behind them. The one who was talking was Lin Xiyao.

Cen Wan frowned, but before she could say anything, Jiang Yuan started to retort: ​​"Did you put a suppository in your mouth? You just pooped with your mouth open!"

Lin Xiyao's face flushed. "Cen Wan isn't a good person, and her friends are just as rude!"

Jiang Yuan turned to look at Cen Wan: "Who is this woman? Is she jealous of your beauty or your talent?"

Cen Wan: "A college classmate."

"Oh..." Jiang Yuan said with a look of sudden enlightenment, "So it's that candidate for school beauty who's not as pretty as you but has a heart as small as a needle!"

"You..." Lin Xiyao was furious. "Who are you? What's your business?"

Jiang Yuan raised an eyebrow: "Who are you then? You've been barking like a dog for a long time, and I still don't know your name?"

Jiang Yuan was extremely powerful, and Lin Xiyao couldn't resist him. She stamped her feet and looked at the servants beside her: "How did these two women get in? Do they have an invitation? How dare they act so wildly in the Ji family!"

"Then how did you get in? Through the dog hole?"

The crowd had already formed circles around them. Lin Xiyao reached out and shook the arm of a woman in a red dress next to her: "Cousin, they are all bullying me. Tell the bodyguards to throw them out!"

Seeing that the noise was getting louder and louder, the servant nearby hurried over to ask for instructions.

In the tea room at the end of the corridor, Mr. Ji sat on a chair, smiling as he watched his younger generations wishing him a happy birthday.

Shen Yixiao gave the old man a calligraphy and painting collected by a famous artist.

The old man read it over and over again, unable to put it down: "Yixiao is thoughtful."

Shen Yixiao still had that carefree look on his face: "I wish you rejuvenation and eternal youth."

Old Master Ji glared at him with a smile: "You bastard, you said you became more calm after starting the company, but you are still the same!"

Shen Yixiao put his hands in his pockets: "I can't help it, it's like my mom."

"I was talking about that," Old Master Ji suddenly remembered something, "A few days ago, Xianyun couldn't let go of Old Man Li's grandson. Is it time for you to put it on the agenda?"

Shen Yixiao smiled casually: "I just helped you raise your grandson, can't I take a break for two years?"

"You stinky boy!" Old Master Ji scolded with a smile, "You bastard!"

"Brother Yi, Grandpa, are you guys done talking? It's my turn now."

Ji Yuanchen carefully took out a gift box and handed it to Grandpa Ji like he was presenting a treasure: "Grandpa, believe me, this must be the best gift you have received this year!"

The lid opens to reveal the colorful stones inside.

Old Master Ji glared at him: "I was wondering where the stones in my house had gone, and it turns out you stole them!"

"Hehe," Ji Yuanchen grinned, "Don't worry, there's a surprise coming up."

He peeled off the top layer, and there was another layer underneath. Just as he was about to open it, the servant knocked on the door and said to the housekeeper beside him, "There are guests in the yard making a noise..."

When Ji Yuanchen heard this, he threw the box on the table, rolled up his sleeves and walked out: "Who dares to act wildly on my grandfather's good day!"

He walked into the yard angrily: "Who is so blind as to cause trouble in my Ji family? I don't know what day it is today..."

Cen Wan turned around, looking apologetic: "Sorry, Master Ji."

Ji Yuanchen immediately lost his temper: "Ms. Cen... Miss Cen..."