Song Heng raised an eyebrow, lowered his head to take a sip of red wine, and a hint of tenderness appeared in his eyes.

Zhou Yun tossed her hair casually and reached out to pull Shi Wan along, "Let's go, Wanwan, let's go see the photos Mengmeng took."

Shi Wan's eyes darted back and forth between Zhou Yun and Song Heng.

Something's not right. There's something definitely off about the two of them, but she can't quite put her finger on it.

Zhou Yun walked up to Shi Wan, and as she passed Song Heng, she slightly raised her chin, trying to gain the upper hand.

"President Song, keep it up." He emphasized the last two words.

Song Heng shook his head with a slight smile.

Shi Wan noticed the interaction between the two and glanced at Lu Jingyan.

The latter calmly pulled on her collar and gave her an approving look.

"Ahhh! It's such a waste not to take pictures of these billions of dollars worth of fireworks! Quick, everyone come over and take a group photo!"

Ji Meng pulled the girls to her side, and the men also stood next to the girls.

Ji Meng was explaining the shooting angles and shooting points to the maid.

The men standing behind them each had their own ulterior motives. Even though the front row was occupied by four girls, Lu Jingyan and Zhao Zhilin were the first to squeeze into the front row and claim their own people.

The remaining Ling Qingqing and Zhou Yun were squeezed into the second row to stand with Chu Ningxuan, Song Heng and Song Yu.

Song Yu glanced at Zhou Yun on his right and tactfully gave up his seat for his older brother.

Seeing Song Heng move closer to her, Zhou Yun pulled Chu Ningxuan, who was on her right, over to separate her from Song Heng.

"Little girl, could you move your dinosaur tail to the side?"

"Mind your own business! I can put it wherever I want."

Chu Ningxuan and Ling Qingqing crossed their arms and argued heatedly, neither giving an inch.

Ling Qingqing was pulled by Zhou Yun and paused for a moment, feeling confused. She didn't forget to glare at him fiercely.

"Hurry up! Get your expressions right!" Ji Meng shouted as she ran back into the crowd, signaling everyone to strike a pose.

"One, two... three, cheese!"

With a click.

"Okay, boss!" The maid handed the phone to Ji Meng.

Ji Meng scrolled through her phone screen with satisfaction. "Wait..."

She looked up at the group of people chatting, then turned her eyes back to her phone screen.

The next second, his expression changed from excitement to disbelief.

"This is...so sweet." Ji Meng muttered softly as she swiped her phone screen back and forth.

"What's wrong?" Shi Wan leaned closer.

“Look…” Ji Meng pointed to the photo, then gestured for Shi Wan to look at the crowd.

“Hmm…” Shi Wan nodded thoughtfully.

Apart from the two couples in the front row and Song Yu, whose wife didn't come, everyone else in the photo is single.

Chu Ningxuan and Ling Qingqing were already standing with their hands on their hips, waiting for each other, but the interaction between the other two was just too sweet.

Ji Meng let out a fangirl laugh, "Oh my god, President Song and Sister Xiaoyun are such a perfect couple!"

After saying that, he drooped his head again, "But Sister Xiaoyun has such an icy face, President Song is practically a statue waiting for his wife."

"What? Now you're willing to let go of this sister-in-law?" Shi Wan chuckled.

"My brother is so blind, he doesn't deserve Sister Xiaoyun."

Shi Wan tapped her head, "Don't let Sister Xiaoyun know you're shipping them."

"What's wrong?" she asked, rubbing the spot where she had been hit, looking aggrieved.

In the photo, Song Heng stared at Zhou Yun beside him, a clear smile playing on his lips, his smiling eyes gazing at her through Chu Ningxuan.

The more I look at this photo, the more captivating it becomes. The background is a sky full of fireworks, and behind it is a field of lisianthus flowers, filled with handsome men and beautiful women.

"Tsk tsk tsk... I'm such a good businessman, I really do work in media. Look at all these handsome men and beautiful women, a bunch of young men and women are going to be heartbroken tonight."

"This photo must be pinned to the top of Weibo!" Ji Meng exclaimed.

"Don't..."

Before she could finish speaking, she poked him with her little hand.

Information notification sounds rang out simultaneously at the scene.

"It's too late. Beautifying the environment is everyone's responsibility." Ji Meng proudly raised her chin.

A moment of silence.

Putting aside Song Heng's affectionate gaze from afar, if his identity were revealed, no media outlet would dare to publish his photo in a magazine, let alone such a private one.

Shi Wan stole a glance at Song Heng, only to see him grinning foolishly at his phone, his fingers constantly swiping back and forth.

Fortunately, it's not a big problem.

...

Inside a villa in Country Y.

"Why! Why! Why! Why isn't she dead yet!"

Ye Jiajia stared at the photos on her phone and suddenly screamed as if she had been startled.

His eyes were filled with hatred as he muttered curses and smashed everything on the table to the ground. The loud noise startled the servants who were working, who stood aside with their heads down, too afraid to make a sound.

Intense jealousy destroyed her reason. Her eyes turned bloodshot as she threw everything around her to the ground. Shi Wan's happy appearance drove her mad with jealousy.

The maid had stopped what she was doing, her head bowed trembling, even her breathing becoming cautious.

Since An Cheng kidnapped Shi Wan, Ye Jiajia has been accused of being an accomplice and the instigator. Lu Jingyan has vowed not to let Ye Jiajia and the An family off the hook.

As long-established families in Kyoto, the Ye and Lu families have a friendship that can be traced back several generations. Ye's father apologized that night, which prevented Ye Jiajia from bringing a crisis to the Ye family.

However, Lu Jingyan made two demands: first, to kick Ye Jiajia out of the Ye Group; and second, that Ye Jiajia never return to China.

No matter how much the Ye family father and son loved their daughter, they had no choice but to send her out of China overnight for the sake of the group's interests.

Ye Jiajia is forbidden from returning to China, which means she has no right to inherit any of the Ye family's assets in China.

In Country Y, Lu Jingyan also has influence, so the Ye family doesn't dare to do anything underhanded.

During her time in Country Y, Ye Jiajia was monitored by the Ye family and people sent by Lu Jingyan, and the prison-like life made her feel suffocated.

Over time, her temper began to become strange. She would often get angry while looking at her phone and would frequently beat and scold the maid when she was angry.

Hearing the sounds coming from the hall, Ye Jinyu's face darkened as he stood at the door. "Have you made enough of a scene?"

When Ye Jiajia saw Ye Jinyu, a wave of grievance welled up inside her. Her chest heaved, and she sobbed uncontrollably, "Brother, Lu Jingyan proposed to Shi Wan! Look at the sky, all the fireworks are for her! Why, why, why!"

Ye Jinyu looked up at the fireworks that were still going off, and in the middle of the fireworks were the two Chinese characters “Shi Wan”.

The man's eyes darkened instantly. "She wouldn't go crazy because of her own stupidity! Ye Jiajia, because of your stupidity, you'll never be able to return to the Ye family. You're still thinking about that man. The Ye family has lost so much because of you, and yet you're still thinking about that man!"

Ye Jiajia's eyes were red and her face was full of disbelief. "Brother! I'm your own sister! Why are you taking the side of others! You sacrificed me for your own interests, leaving me here all alone. Am I even a daughter of the Ye family? Are you even my brother?"

Ye Jiajia was now hysterical.

Seeing that Ye Jiajia was beyond saving, Ye Jinyu turned to the bodyguard and instructed, "Take Miss back to her room and take her phone away."

Several bodyguards rushed forward and, ignoring Ye Jiajia's struggles, dragged her away.

The maid handed the phone to Ye Jinyu, whose gaze lingered on the group photo, his eyes fixed on one of the faces for a long time.