But Jiang's mother insisted on her own opinion. Rong Xi tried to persuade her, but in the end he could not persuade his mother, so he had to take two of Jiang's father's bodyguards with him and set off.

She first drove to Pan Xianqi's residence to pick her up.

You won’t know until you go there. When Rong Xi saw Pan Xianqi in person, she was really shocked by her outfit.

"Sister, is it necessary to be so grand?"

Pan Xianqi was wearing an extremely gorgeous red off-shoulder tube dress, her hair carefully tied behind her ears, revealing her fair and slender neck. Her whole temperament looked elegant and noble, like a supermodel walking off the cover of a fashion magazine.

After a careful look, Rong Xi discovered that the long skirt Pan Xianqi was wearing was actually from the haute couture collection of a well-known brand this year.

"Oh, I bought this dress a long time ago, but I never found a suitable opportunity to wear it out. This time I finally got such a rare opportunity, so of course I have to let it show off. It can be regarded as its repayment for my kindness in keeping it in my closet."

"That's right."

Pan Xianqi was also sizing up Rong Xi. "You're wearing something too plain. I have a high-end dress over there. We have similar figures. If you put it on, we'll definitely rock this place tonight."

When Rong Xi heard this, he quickly waved his hands to refuse, "I can't. I think I'm fine the way I am."

Compared to Pan Xianqi's luxurious and grand clothes, Rong Xi's clothes did look more simple and elegant.

The white custom-made long dress has a simple style but perfectly outlines her figure. Paired with an exquisite handbag, it looks more elegant and generous.

She tied up her long, shiny black hair loosely, and a few slightly curly strands of hair naturally fell on both sides of her cheeks, like a fresh and elegant ink painting.

Although she didn't wear any fancy jewelry, she looked particularly fresh and comfortable.

"Okay then, let's go!" Pan Xianqi shouted excitedly.

The car drove for about forty minutes and finally arrived at the dock where the yacht was.

They didn't arrive too early. There were already many luxury cars parked at the dock, and many people were traveling back and forth on the yachts.

After Rong Xi and Pan Xianqi got out of the car, they were able to see the entire yacht in front of them.

It is estimated to be more than 50 meters long, and its three-story structure makes it look both magnificent and exquisite and elegant.

At this moment, there were many brightly dressed guests standing on every deck of the yacht, with laughter and music intertwined.

Even though Rong Xi and Pan Xianqi had seen many luxury yachts before, they were still very surprised by the Qin family's yacht.

From this, it can be seen that the background and strength hidden behind the Qin family are probably much deeper than what the outside world sees.

Fu Mochen, who had been invited by the Qin family several times, was originally standing alone on the second-floor deck. He had his hands in his trouser pockets, with a hint of fatigue and boredom on his face.

He wanted to light a cigarette to kill time, so he took the lighter out of his pocket, but his eyes were inadvertently attracted by Rong Xi who had just got off the car.

At that moment, he didn't know why he was like that, but he subconsciously put away the cigarette and followed Rong Xi's figure closely with his eyes, as if he was being pulled by an invisible force.

At the same time, Rong Xi's gaze also rested precisely on Fu Mochen.

All this was thanks to the overly worrying system. From the very beginning, the system was like a precise navigator, constantly telling her the location of the mission target in her ear, which enabled Rong Xi to quickly lock onto Fu Mochen in the crowd.

Under the reflection of the lights and the gentle breeze, Fu Mochen at this moment looked like a melancholy king.

He stood tall and straight, a well-tailored dark suit that perfectly outlined his broad shoulders and slender figure. His deep eyes sparkled with a thoughtful light under the refraction of the light.

The breeze blew a few strands of hair on his forehead, but it did not diminish his innate noble temperament at all. Instead, it added a unique touch of elegance and casualness to him.

Their eyes met and they nodded slightly to each other as a greeting.

Afterwards, Rong Xi was pulled by the enthusiastic Pan Xianqi to another part of the yacht.

However, Fu Mochen's gaze was like being attracted by a magnet, following Rong Xi's back closely until her figure completely disappeared from his sight. Only then did he slowly withdraw his thoughts and fall into his own contemplation again.

"Hey, big brother is here too." A voice suddenly came from behind Fu Mochen.

Fu Mochen didn't need to turn around to know who the person was. It was Fu Zian, his biological father's illegitimate son.

Just from the name, you can tell how much the father cherishes this child. Fu Zian means a pure heart, peace and good luck.

Fu Mochen had no good feelings towards Fu Zian, and at this moment he didn't even have the interest to pay attention to him, so he turned around and wanted to leave.

However, Fu Zian behind him did not intend to let him go easily and continued to insist.

"Where are you going, brother? We haven't seen each other for so long, why are you leaving without even saying a few words? Is this how father taught you to get along with your brother?"

Seeing that Fu Mochen didn't say anything, he continued: "Oh, I forgot, father didn't teach you, he didn't like you, even..."

Fu Mochen knew exactly what Fu Zian was going to say next. It was simply that his father didn't like him. He had known this all for so many years.

As a child, Fu Mochen's heart was full of doubts and confusions.

He didn't understand why his parents couldn't live happily together like other children's parents.

From the moment he entered school, whenever he encountered parent-teacher meetings or other occasions that required his parents' presence, his grandfather was always by his side.

Later, as my grandfather's health deteriorated, the housekeeper and the aunt who was responsible for taking care of him attended on his behalf.

As for his mother, she seemed to have evaporated from the face of the earth, completely vanishing from his life and never appearing when he needed her.

"Fu Zian, are you proud that your mother is a mistress?" Fu Mochen's words were filled with undisguised sarcasm.

What Fu Zian could not tolerate most over the years was someone mentioning his mother's identity.

He suddenly became so angry that his face turned red, his eyes widened, and the anger in his heart was instantly ignited. He was so angry that he wanted to punch someone.

In the end, he managed to control his temper. He knew very well that the purpose of his visit was to make friends with more rich young men and lay a solid foundation for his future path. He must not ruin his next plan here because of a momentary impulse.