Before Zou Zhentian could react, she replaced the red wine in her hand with juice, and looked at him with some displeasure, saying, "Drinking again? Have you forgotten what the doctor said?"

Zou Zhentian smiled sheepishly, looking a little guilty, and said, "I only took one sip. I was just happy today!"

"Not a drop." Li Manzhi was uncompromising when it came to Zou Zhentian's health: "You're a doctor, don't you know your own condition?"

"Alright, alright, I'll listen to you." Zou Zhentian quickly agreed, his demeanor hardly showing any of the commanding presence he usually exudes.

Mo Xiangtian stood to the side, looking at the two of them, feeling a mix of emotions. Once upon a time, he had someone like this by his side, managing him and nagging him. He felt a pang of sadness.

"Chairman, Chairman Han has brought his family to celebrate." A waiter whispered in Zou Zhentian's ear.

Zou Zhentian glanced at Mo Xiangtian subconsciously, and seeing that he didn't react, he laughed and said, "I'll go and greet the guests, I'll be right back."

"Chairman Zou, you're busy!" Mo Xiangtian smiled and nodded.

No sooner had Zou Zhentian left than Mo Xiangtian's smile vanished. "Hmph, why is that old bastard Han De here too? He'd better keep his wife's foul mouth shut, otherwise..."

Han Wenlei, dressed in a black suit with a dark blue shirt underneath, carried a gift box and maintained his usual gentle and refined demeanor. Accompanying him were Han De and his wife.

After exchanging a few words with Mo Jing, Zou Shijie went to help Zou Zhentian greet the guests.

Mo Jing sat in the corner, coldly watching Han Wenlei and the others who had just entered. Her expression was indifferent and aloof, and her beautiful eyes were as deep as a bottomless pool of black, making it impossible to tell what she was thinking.

But to others, her gaze seemed like one of reluctance, as if she were very reluctant to part with Han Wenlei.

After all, Mo Jing used to love Han Wenlei very much, which was known to many in high society. Now that the engagement has been broken off, the old lovers are meeting again, and there's going to be some drama.

The girls who had just seen Zou Shijie chatting with her showed obvious jealousy in their eyes.

"Chairman Zou, I'm so sorry to be late." Han De, dressed in a black handmade suit, exuded the authority of a successful businessman despite being in his fifties.

As soon as Han Wenlei entered the venue, he saw Mo Jing sitting quietly in the corner. Although she was sitting there alone, her special temperament and aura always made her stand out at a glance.

Han Wenlei wondered if it was just her imagination, but in their recent meetings, Mo Jing seemed different. Her face was the same, but the overall feeling she gave off was different. Now, Mo Jing seemed like an unfathomable crystal ball, so enigmatic, yet irresistibly alluring.

Their eyes met, and Mo Jing gave a cold laugh before turning her head away. She felt disgusted just looking at that man again.

He'd better not mess with her, or she'll find plenty of ways to torment him to death.

Han Wenlei wiped his hands in his pockets and slowly walked towards Mo Jing.

"Jingjing, it's been a long time." Han Wenlei thought that Mo Jing had looked at him earlier because she still loved him. Women's love is often dramatic and intense. Back then, Mo Jing was completely obedient to him. Even now that she knows he did something to wrong her in the past, a few words of coaxing would be enough. That's just how women are.