After giving his speech, Yin Changhong left, citing health reasons, accompanied by Yin He. The banquet was then hosted by Yin Qiushi, while Yin Chengjue simply took Rong Yu to find food.

During this time, many people came up to chat with them, their eyes darting between the two, their gazes carrying a hint of something deeper.

There are many people in this industry who bring celebrities along. After all, the development of artists nowadays is not limited to acting and singing, but also includes various aspects of image promotion and marketing. Some top-tier artists, after reaching the peak of their careers, will also start their own entertainment companies, and will have investments and collaborations. So it is not surprising to see celebrities here. There are even some rich second-generation heirs who bring five or six artists with them, enjoying the feeling of being surrounded by beauties.

Furthermore, the confidentiality measures here are very strict, and no media are allowed to enter, so the artists are not worried about the damage to their reputation if the news gets out.

If some celebrities are too talkative and gossip about seeing so-and-so drinking with the CEO of some company after they leave, then these celebrities had better pray that they have a powerful backer so that they won't be targeted by the wealthy patrons behind them.

Generally speaking, those who come in silently abide by the rules, focusing only on expanding their network and not going out to spread the word. Gradually, this forms an unspoken rule that everyone understands.

So when they saw the rising star Rong Yu standing next to Yin Chengjue, many familiar faces of the artist were not surprised. Some even came up to greet her and congratulate her on the huge success of her latest film.

Rong Yu politely thanked them one by one.

Rong Yu is poised and elegant, never making a mistake in social situations, and easily avoiding all sorts of difficult questions and pitfalls from the media. Sally has repeatedly told Yin Chengjue with a smile that she has struck gold, unlike the previous artist she managed who often fell into the media's traps and had to be rescued by her.

Of course, besides those who came to offer their congratulations, there were also some who came looking for trouble.

"Mr. Yin, it's rare to see you with someone by your side. What? After being a monk for so many years, have you finally figured out your sexual orientation? I'm not being nosy, but this seems to be a banquet hosted by your family. You bring people out so openly. Can your family accept that?" The young master of a certain family said provocatively.

Yin Chengjue looked the other person up and down, feeling that he looked somewhat familiar, but he really couldn't remember which family's young master he was. So he said, "I'm openly bringing the artists under my company out to meet people, so why can't my family accept it?"

"Huh? Who would believe you if you said that? Ask the people here, who would believe you?" The young master exhaled a little alcohol, seemingly a bit drunk.

Yin Chengjue suddenly remembered who he was. It was this same person who had come up to him and made a fool of himself at the Hua family patriarch's birthday banquet last time.

Yin Chengjue thought and thought, but he really couldn't figure out what was wrong with this person.

“I don’t know if they believe me or not, but I do know that you’re meddling a bit too much.” Yin Chengjue’s face darkened slightly. “Let me give you a piece of advice: don’t overstep your bounds outside, and don’t act out of brotherhood because of a few words from others, or you’ll just be used as a tool by others.”

"You!" The man stepped forward angrily, then, as if remembering something, his eyes revealed a look of anticipation: "That's right, why am I telling you all this? Anyway, you're not going to be in charge of the Yin family now. You're just lucky that you made a profit on your investment. How can you compare to others who were raised by the Yin family head from a young age and personally taught by him?"

This is an insinuation that Yin Qiuxian now holds real power in the Yin family, while his own grandson is far from the center of power.

Yin Chengjue was speechless, but he secretly made a note of this person, thinking that he would ask Yin Qiushi for an admission list later to find out which young master this was and why he always had trouble with him.

"It's none of your business to lecture us on our family affairs," Yin Chengjue said, looking at him. "Did my uncle, who manages the Yin family business, deprive me of a single penny? Are you jealous of my uncle's competence, or are you regretting that your own uncle couldn't reach that level?"

"A-Jue, what's going on? Ah, you must be the young master of the Li family. Are you having fun here?" Yin Qiushi walked up with a smile, holding a wine glass in his hand.

Upon seeing Yin Qiushi approach, the young master of the Li family noticeably became much more restrained. "Mr. Yin, you're too kind. I had a great time."

"That's good. Please give my regards to Chairman Li for me, young master," Yin Qiushi said.

Seeing that Yin Chengjue's relationship with Yin Qiushi didn't seem as tense as outsiders had said, Young Master Li couldn't help but lose interest. He simply said, "I have other things to do," and headed off to another place.

"A-Jue, is this the lead actor in those TV movies you've recently invested in? Not bad, the kid has a bright future." Yin Qiushi quickly turned his gaze to Rong Yu and smiled, "Dad and A-He saw you before they left and asked you a few questions. I told them that this is a new artist that A-Jue's company is heavily promoting, and that he's doing quite well lately. They seemed quite happy, saying that our A-Jue is becoming more and more mature, and that he hasn't forgotten to work hard even at a time like this."

Yin Chengjue: "..." Your interpretation skills are really impressive. You really didn't think of anything in a crooked way.

Rong Yu greeted him politely, "Hello Mr. Yin, I am Rong Yu."

"Hello, Xiao Rong, if I may ask, are you determined to develop in this direction? This path is not easy," Yin Qiushi said.

Rong Yu: "Yes, I made this decision after careful consideration, and I won't regret it."

"That's good. I wish you success in reaching the summit." Yin Qiushi raised one index finger and pointed upwards.

"May your words be granted."

Taking advantage of this moment, Yin Chengjue said, "Well then, Uncle, I'm a little drunk, so I'll go and rest first."

"Alright, go and rest. A waiter will take you upstairs." Yin Qiushi didn't have much time to exchange pleasantries with Yin Chengjue and turned to greet the others.

The two followed the waiter directly to the top floor, where Yin Qiushi had arranged the presidential suite for them long ago. Although he knew that Yin Changhong and Yin He would most likely go home to stay, Yin Qiushi would still make arrangements even if there was only a one percent chance that they would stay.

"Brother, I've heard some rumors outside. I thought you and your uncle had a bad relationship, but after seeing this today, I realized that the rumors were just rumors after all." Rong Yu had been holding back all the way, and finally, after closing the door, she said what she had been wanting to say.

"It's true and it's not. Those who spread rumors are just too focused on his status as an adopted son. Once you take that identity aside, he's a member of the family." Yin Chengjue said, "I remember when I was little, my mother was always running around negotiating deals, and Feng Chengda hated me from the bottom of his heart. Only my uncle would come to see me often."

Rong Yu's eyes darkened slightly, and she hooked her fingertips around Yin Chengjue's hand, which was casually resting at his side, and said, "If only I could have been by your side back then, I would have helped my brother get rid of all the unpleasant things."

Yin Chengjue subconsciously said, "Yes, then why didn't you come to meet me sooner?"

If you've been having people follow and secretly film you, why don't you come yourself?

These days, Yin Chengjue couldn't help but think that if Rong Yu had appeared in front of him sooner, would he have fallen in love with him sooner and been with Rong Yu sooner?

"I...I couldn't come back then." Rong Yu pursed her lips and lowered her head with a somewhat apologetic expression.

Yin Chengjue quickly said, "I was just joking, Xiaoyu. If anyone should be looking for someone, it should be me looking for you. If I had found you sooner and fallen for you sooner, we wouldn't have wasted so much time."

As Yin Chengjue spoke, he took a step forward, but suddenly felt a burning sensation rising from somewhere.

Rong Yu was about to say something when she suddenly noticed that Yin Chengjue's expression was a little strange, and she immediately became nervous: "Brother? What's wrong? Is your stomach upset?"

"No..." Yin Chengjue felt a surge of anger rising from that spot, vaguely realizing something, and his expression turned somewhat grim: "I might have been drugged."

"What? You were drugged? Just now? Was it mixed into your food or drink?" Rong Yu quickly helped Yin Chengjue to sit down by the bedside.

As he moved around, Yin Chengjue felt the fire in his body burning brighter and brighter, and even his breath became scorching hot.

"Brother?" Rong Yu patted Yin Chengjue's face and exclaimed in surprise, "Your face is so hot! Do you have a fever? What kind of drug did you get?"

Yin Chengjue felt two cool things pat his face. He subconsciously reached out and grabbed them, then pressed them against his face and rubbed them gently.

"I don't know... Quick, call Yin Qiushi and tell him to get rid of the food and drinks at the banquet immediately..."

"Oh, okay!" Rong Yu quickly pulled her hand out of Yin Chengjue's hand and reached into Yin Chengjue's pants pocket.

The suit pocket was very close to his body, and when Rong Yu reached in, it was almost like placing her hand on Yin Chengjue's leg and caressing it. Yin Chengjue instantly felt unwell, so he grabbed Rong Yu's hand again and said, "Xiao Yu... I think I know what kind of medicine this is..."

Rong Yu gritted her teeth and said, word by word, "...I think I guessed it too."

Yin Chengjue shook his head vigorously, trying to clear his mind a little: "Who do you think it could be? We just walked around the banquet and I picked up a wine glass quite a few times, so I might have been a little careless."

After speaking for a long time without hearing Rong Yu's response, he felt a weight on his waist!

Yin Chengjue was startled, but his senses returned somewhat. He quickly looked down and saw Rong Yu lying on top of him, tearing at his suit jacket with one hand, her originally fair face flushed an unusual red.