Before Yimu could suffocate, Yiganxian released him.

He stubbed out his cigarette and coldly warned Yi Mu, "Don't talk to me about women anymore. If you want to gain a foothold in the Yi family business, all you need to do is please me. My father will get old one day, and the future Yi family business will be mine."

Yi Mu remained silent, coughing as he touched his aching throat.

After recovering somewhat, he stared at Igan Genji for a moment before leaving the office.

Trying to please him? I'll never do that in my entire life.

The evening banquet was held on a ship, where a real estate tycoon was celebrating his granddaughter's birthday and invited many celebrities from the city.

Yi Ganxian wore a midnight blue velvet suit with a fitted vest underneath.

He is the epitome of looking slim in clothes but muscular when undressed, easily pulling off a velvet suit that would make an ordinary person look bulky, with a white pocket square pinned to his chest.

The gold-rimmed glasses softened his overly sharp aura, while the suit gave him a gentle and gentlemanly air, which would surely win him the favor of many socialites at the banquet.

Compared to him, Imu was much simpler.

To conceal the horrific bruises on his neck, he wore a black turtleneck sweater with a thin suit jacket over it.

Wearing a sweater this season feels a bit rushed.

However, the wind was strong on the water at night, so although his outfit would attract attention, it wouldn't seem too out of place.

The banquet was hosted by a self-made tycoon who had built his fortune with great difficulty. He was particularly fond of doing charity work, and all the money he received from charity was donated to those who had once been poor like him.

The dinner was ostensibly to celebrate the granddaughter's birthday, but it also included a charity auction.

Those present were all from wealthy families with assets exceeding tens of millions, so they didn't care about this small amount of money.

The event was officiated by the granddaughter of today's host, a real estate tycoon, while the people below bid on the auction.

These are all relatively recent trinkets, not very valuable, maybe a million or so, just some random snapshots.

In just half an hour, several million were raised.

The last item is quite special; it's kept in a classic and exquisite box.

While introducing this piece, the beautiful woman winked at the audience and gave them a sly smile.

"Given the special setting, the box cannot be opened for display. The items inside are quite old; they are from a friend's collection and were passed down from an 18th-century European court."

She paused for a moment, then looked down at the crowd with a meaningful expression.

"The items here are for pets; they are exquisite and ingeniously crafted. The starting bid is 300,000."

Igan Kenji was not in a good mood all night, until he heard the word "pet" and his eyes lit up with interest.

Most people looked on with amusement when they heard that it was for pets and cost 300,000.

Even if you love pets, you can't possibly spend 300,000 yuan on decorating them; wouldn't that be throwing money away?

Igan Xian turned his head and gave Imu an instruction.

Yi Mu nodded, raised the sign, and his clear, melodious voice rang out for the first time: "Five hundred thousand."

The beautiful woman looked over, her gaze landing on his face, and her eyes lit up.

"This gentleman has good taste, 500,000 per time."

A muffled male voice came from the corner: "Six hundred thousand."

Fierce competition began. The other party was unknown, and every time Yi Mu raised the price a little, he would inflate the price.

Igan Kenji said he had plenty of money, so when the bidding price soared to five million, everyone's eyes were on him.

Ultimately, the box, whose contents were unknown, was auctioned off for six million.

Yi Ganxian became famous once again. Just as Yi Mu had expected, ladies from prominent families, both acquaintances and strangers, flocked to him with charming smiles.

With no place for Imu to stand next to Igan, he found some peace and quiet and went out onto the deck to enjoy the breeze.

The sweater was still a bit too warm, and the fine fuzz on my neck was making me feel uncomfortable.

Liang Yue came over with two glasses of wine, handing one to Yi Mu, "It's on the rocks, you're sweating so much."

As the hostess of tonight's banquet, Yi Mu accepted the wine offered by her and said thank you.