Mu Jinzhi covered her face and almost ran to the hotel entrance. The two doormen, seeing that something was wrong, quickly asked her what was wrong and whether she needed help.

"I'm fine, I don't need help." Mu Jinzhi looked back again, only to find that Zhong Yunsheng hadn't followed.

He couldn't help but grit his teeth, feeling even more annoyed.

After waiting a few more moments, Zhong Yunsheng finally appeared, and she immediately made a gesture as if she was about to leave.

"Jinzhi! Where are you going? The party isn't over yet." Zhong Yunsheng hurriedly jogged to catch up with her and then took her hand.

Mu Jinzhi choked back tears as she turned to look at him: "A party, a party, how can I possibly have the face to attend a party? Didn't you see how your wife is targeting me?"

"I can only play the piano, but because of her, it feels like everything I do is wrong! I don't want to fight with her; competing for a man's affection is the tragedy of women in the old days!"

"Zhong Yunsheng, I want to break up with you!"

The word 'breakup' is too powerful, especially since the two are deeply in love. Of course, Zhong Yunsheng refused. Only Mu Jinzhi swore to the heavens that she loved him, so there was no question of any conflict.

After being coaxed by him for a long time, Mu Jinzhi nestled in his arms and whispered, "She...she is also a lady from a respectable family in the old days, right? You two are destined to be husband and wife. In the future, won't you fall in love with her because you find her good qualities?"

Zhong Yunsheng couldn't help but think of Bai Yan from earlier, and frowned again: "No! Definitely not! My love and freedom belong to you!"

Mu Jinzhi finally broke into a smile through her tears and hugged Zhong Yunsheng, saying, "I knew you would stand by me no matter what."

“Yun Sheng, our love can overcome everything! Even if you marry her, I know your heart is with me, and that’s enough.”

Zhong Yunsheng also put his arm around Mu Jinzhi's waist: "My heart is definitely with you." But he couldn't help but think of his fiancée, her bright and sparkling eyes...

At that moment, a voice rang out from the hotel entrance, "Is that you, Young Master Zhong?"

Mu Jinzhi, who was leaning against Zhong Yunsheng's chest, looked up and saw an unfamiliar man in a suit helping an elderly man of about seventy or eighty years old toward the hotel entrance.

"Yun Sheng, do you know this gentleman?" Mu Jinzhi asked curiously.

"It's you?" Zhong Yunsheng frowned slightly. This person had come several times under the guise of being a relative of the Zhong family. His name was Bai Jingye.

He was a relative of his wife from Fancheng's hometown.

As the wife of the Zhong family, why would she come to this occasion? Does she really intend to pave the way for her poor relatives?

Thinking of this, Zhong Yunsheng frowned.

...

In the banquet hall

Zhong Rentao frowned, looking down at Bai Yan with a somewhat displeased expression.

She played that piece well. The older folks who like her are all powerful and influential. The winds of change are quick, and she has clearly become one of the most popular people in social circles.

Seeing that Zhong Rentao was unhappy, his confidant stepped forward and poured him a glass of red wine: "Is the commander displeased because of Miss Bai?"

Zhong Rentao scoffed lightly: "A little girl like her isn't worth my time."

What troubled him was the attitude of those people that Bai Yan's song had just evoked.

He had already made a deal with the British in private, facilitating the signing of a lease agreement between West Side and the British, and had also reached an agreement in private with some of West Side's powerful figures.

After all, the British possessed advanced industrial technology. Although they sold the city, they could be considered to have prospered together with the West. In short, their reputation wouldn't be bad after all the maneuvering.

But after Bai Yan's performance just now, there will probably be something to write about in the newspapers tomorrow.

Those writers can't be threatened, that's what worries Zhong Rentao, he's afraid his plans will be affected.

"These past few days have been nothing but bad luck!" Zhong Rentao felt increasingly unhappy and downed the entire glass of red wine beside him.

His confidant poured him another drink: "There's no need for that. Didn't Dr. Bai promise you he'd attend tonight's banquet? Once we win him over, we'll have a monopoly on all the medicines in the entire war zone."

"At that time, everyone will have to make concessions due to the huge interests involved."

Zhong Rentao's brows relaxed slightly as he recalled this incident: "Hopefully, he's someone who can see the bigger picture." If he's stubborn and insists on following Xu Shengtian, then things will get complicated.

"Don't worry, General. Today is your day. The fact that Dr. Bai is willing to come shows that he is not an old-fashioned person."

Zhong Rentao nodded, then glanced at his watch: "Not here yet?"

The confidant was also a little puzzled: "Dean Fang said that Dr. Bai accepted the invitation and has already arrived." He had just gone to ask but hadn't seen him, so he guessed: "Perhaps he's just being coy, but Dean Fang said that he and Dr. Bai will express their gratitude together after the fundraising is over."

"Let him be arrogant if he wants. If he's capable, then give him the face he deserves. After the banquet, find a way to keep Dr. Bai here. Just say I want to invite him to dinner."

"Yes, Commander."

...

After one fundraising performance after another ended, it was time to give thanks, and people came up on stage one after another to take photos.

The money raised at this banquet ultimately went into a temporary research institute organized by Xicheng University, which is why Dean Fang led several students on stage to express their gratitude.

Zhong Rentao and his confidant came down from the second floor. Zhong pointed to a man in a white suit behind Dean Fang and said, "It can't be one of those students. I think that person should be Dr. Bai."

Zhong Rentao straightened his suit slightly, intending to get to know him after the event.

Bai Yan put down her wine glass and was about to leave her seat and go on stage.

The money raised went into the laboratory, and as a technician in the laboratory, she should express her gratitude along with the other staff members.

Before Bai Yan could even step onto the stage, her hand was suddenly grabbed. It was Mu Jinzhi, who was looking at her with an unfriendly gaze: "Miss Bai, what do you want to do?"

Bai Yan looked at Mu Jinzhi and saw the eager impulse in her eyes.

Out of the corner of my eye, I quickly spotted Bai Jingye on the field.

Quickly understanding what was about to happen, Bai Yan smiled slightly and said gently, "I have something very important to do. Miss Mu, would you like to chat with me? You may have to wait a while."

"Who wants to chat with a murderer like you!" Mu Jinzhi said sternly.

The moment the words "murderer" were uttered, the surrounding area erupted in uproar.

What did she say?

"What murderer?"

Seeing that something was wrong, Xiaoqin also stood in front of Baiyan to protect her: "Why are you acting like a crazy woman, spouting nonsense! You call yourself a talented woman? What talented woman would slander someone like you!"

Zhong Yunsheng stood beside Mu Jinzhi, his brows slightly furrowed. He tugged at Mu Jinzhi's sleeve and said, "Jinzhi, how about we change the setting?"

"No!"

Mu Jinzhi said righteously, "Everyone knows about tonight's charity gala, and I am one of the fundraisers."

"I do charity because of the sense of justice in my heart."

“Now that I have been wronged or faced with injustice, I have to intervene.”

As Mu Jinzhi spoke, she looked in Zhong Rentao's direction and said, "Uncle Zhong, I must apologize to you first, after all, she is your daughter-in-law! But this is a new era now, and the saying 'the emperor is subject to the same laws as the common people' should not still be just an empty phrase!"