"Xiao Yan, you have grown up so fast."

"Uncle Yu, long time no see."

On the open-air balcony, Jiang Yan held a glass of champagne and looked at the middle-aged man in front of him who was talking to him. When he started talking, there was a rare bit of sincerity on his face.

Yu Wenqing looked at Jiang Yan, who had a calm demeanor and had completely shed his youthfulness in such a short time, patted his shoulder gently and sighed.

"Xiao Yan, by the time I heard about what happened in the Jiang family some time ago, it was already too late. Uncle couldn't help you at all. If you need anything from me in the future, please feel free to ask."

"Uncle Yu, everything that happened before is over. No one will hurt me now." Jiang Yan's lips curled slightly as he spoke in a calm tone.

Whether it was his second uncle who exiled him overseas in his previous life, or his "loving" grandmother who always did good to him, they were just grasshoppers in autumn and could not jump for a few more days.

Tonight is the closing stage he prepared for these people.

In the darkness of the night, Yu Wenqing found that he could no longer see Jiang Yan's expression. At this moment, the son of his old friend in front of him really looked like his old friend who was decisive and ruthless in the business world.

"It's good that you know what's going on." He sighed again, thinking of his deceased old friend and said to Jiang Yan, "Xiao Yan, you are young and have a bright future. Don't hurt yourself because of the past."

"Don't worry, Uncle Yu. I will be fine in the future. I respect you."

As Jiang Yan spoke, he raised his hand slightly while holding the champagne, and then drank the champagne in the glass.

Seeing this, Yu Wenqing understood that Jiang Yan didn't want to talk anymore, so he stopped talking and drank the champagne in the glass together. Then the two of them walked back to the hall hand in hand.

The music in the hall was beautiful and soothing. Under the bright lights, almost everyone in Jiangcheng's upper class circle came to attend the cocktail party for the birthday of the old man of the Jiang family. If there were any gossip reporters present, they could just take a random photo and it would be on the headlines of Jiangcheng tomorrow.

Jiang Yan and Yu Wenqing walked out of the balcony, only to hear a noisy quarrel erupt from the crowd in the hall.

The two looked in the direction of the sound and saw several young girls gathered together, surrounding a girl in green, as if they were arguing with each other.

Yu Wenqing happened to be able to clearly see the face of the young girl surrounded in the middle. After thinking for a moment, he remembered who the girl was and turned to Jiang Yan and joked, "Xiao Yan, it seems that the girl who came with you today has been wronged."

After he finished speaking, Yu Wenqing saw Jiang Yan looking over there with a frown on his face, and hurriedly said, "Uncle Yu, I'll go over and take a look first."

Before he could finish his words, Jiang Yan left him and walked away quickly. Yu Wenqing looked at his departing figure and couldn't help but smile and shook his head, saying, "He's still a young man after all."

Originally, he was worried that the Jiang family's affairs would make Jiang Yan completely immersed in hatred and lose his ordinary human mentality. Now it seems that this worry is unnecessary.

The other side.

Yun Ranran was surrounded by several people in a menacing manner. She took a few steps back and pressed her body against the cake display stand, unable to move back any further. She stopped and looked at the people in front of her.

"We just bumped into each other. We're both responsible. I've already apologized. What else do you want?"

She pursed her lips and spoke with doubt, and at the same time raised her eyes to take the opportunity to look at the crowd gathered behind the few people, but she did not find any trace of Jiang Yan.

Just now when Yun Ranran was eating cake, Jiang Yan met an acquaintance and went to say hello. Before leaving, he told her to wait here for a while and he would be back soon, but he didn't expect that he was nowhere to be seen for a long time.

Yun Ranran was faced with a group of people and had no one to turn to for help. She was inevitably a little nervous at this unfamiliar banquet, but she just pretended to be calm as she looked at them.

Seeing her like this, the girl in the pink skirt raised her head even higher and said with a look of disdain and condescension: "What do we want? You hit the cake on my sister's skirt and you think that just apologizing will make it okay?"

When Yun Ranran heard her words, she turned around and looked at the girl in the green dress next to her. They were both wearing dresses of the same color today, but different styles.

The cake that some people talked about hitting the skirt only left a shallow mark the size of a coin on the shoulder, which could not be found unless you looked carefully.

Yun Ranran could see that what the girl said was just an excuse to cause trouble for her.

"So what do you want?"

She didn't want to get entangled with them anymore, so she asked directly.

The woman in the pink skirt didn't continue talking about the skirt when she heard this. Instead, she crossed her arms and looked at her meaningfully, saying, "I know most of the guests invited to Jiangcheng. I don't know how someone like you who doesn't know the rules got in."

"...Who knew? It even made my skirt dirty." The girl in the green skirt echoed, frowning and looking at Yun Ranran up and down with an unhappy face.

Yun Ranran is not a softie who can be manipulated by others. When she heard their provocations becoming more and more excessive, she wanted to fight back.

Before she could speak, a voice came from the side: "Ms. Zhang, you are going a bit too far. It's just a skirt. Why are you so aggressive?"

Everyone present turned their heads and saw Jian Yanwan, wearing a light blue dress and with a bright face, walking out of the crowd.

She looked at Yun Ranran with a soothing smile, then looked at the people gathered around her and said, "This Miss Yun is my friend. I paid for the cleaning of the skirt. There's no need for you to embarrass her and make things so awkward."

This statement was a response to what Miss Zhang in the pink dress had just said, and it clearly stood up for Yun Ranran.

Before this, Yun Ranran had always kept a respectful distance from Jian Yanwan, but now that Jian Yanwan stood up for her in this situation, Yun Ranran was still grateful in her heart.

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