On the day of the charity gala, everyone except Yan Jie arrived in Shenzhen and Hong Kong one after another.

Jiang Hexi vaguely guessed that Yan Jie was sulking, but she felt guilty and dared not ask.

Shen Yingyu texted Yan Jie to ask when he would be coming over, and Yan Jie replied with three words: See you tonight.

Then Jiang Hexi received a message from Jie on WeChat:

Step: [The plane landed at Shenzhen-Hong Kong International Airport at 2:20 PM.]

She waited for ages but didn't receive a reply from him. Looking at this seemingly random sentence, she looked up and asked Shen Yingyu, who was still playing a game:

"Da Yu, did the King of Yan tell you the specific arrival time of your flight?"

"No, he always does things in a measured way. If he says he'll be there in the evening, he will be there in the evening. You don't need to ask him any more questions."

Jiang Hexi instantly understood Yan Jie's literal meaning and immediately replied with a message:

Smiling: [Received, I'll pick you up from the airport.]

She stood him up last time, and this guy only showed up three days later. If she's "inconsiderate" again this time, he might just stand her up at the charity gala.

As Yan Jie emerged from the international airport, he immediately spotted the ice-berry pink sports car.

Jiang Hexi sat in the convertible sports car, a pair of sunglasses perched on her nose, and waved to him from across the street.

Yan Jie pushed the suitcase to the passenger seat, looked up at the sky above, and said:

"With this gloomy, cloudy weather, the sun doesn't even want to show its face. How can you see the road ahead while wearing sunglasses?"

Jiang Hexi pulled down her sunglasses, revealing the smooth, supple skin around her eyes:

"I had a moisturizing and nourishing eye treatment to make my eyes look porcelain white. Now I can't stand UV rays and have to wear sunglasses to protect them."

After she finished speaking, she pushed her sunglasses up even higher.

Yan Jie smiled silently. He looked down at the pink car, a series of complex expressions flashing across his face. He was speechless, hesitant to speak, but finally couldn't help but blurt it out:

"You painted your car so pink and delicate, and then you secretly added a ring of rhinestones to the bottom."

"You saw all of this."

Jiang Hexi said in surprise, "I call this understated luxury. When there is a little light, the car body will 'Bling Bling' and sparkle, attracting a lot of attention. It will be very eye-catching on the road. If you don't believe me, get in the car and I'll take you for a while to see."

Yan Jie would rather ride in the village chief's electric tricycle than in her pink and flashy sports car.

He stood by the roadside, racking his brains for a long time before finally convincing himself to open the car door and sit in the passenger seat.

Jiang Hexi had no idea what he was struggling with standing there; Wanwan was always much more decisive and efficient when she got on the bus.

Have you eaten lunch?

"I didn't eat."

"What would you like to eat?"

"what ever."

Jiang Hexi was not stumped by the question and immediately decided, "Then you eat whatever I eat."

She parked the car in an open-air parking lot in Wong Tai Sin District, led him to a tea and ice cream parlor, and after sitting down facing each other, ordered a table full of Hong Kong-style dishes without looking at the menu.

When the beef fried rice, spicy rice noodles, roasted black pork char siu, iced tea, pork chop pineapple bun, and hot, smooth milk tea were served, the two of them started eating at the same time, without any hesitation.

Locals nearby recognized them and took photos of them with their phones.

Jiang Hexi, wearing sunglasses, acted as if she hadn't seen anything, holding a pork chop pineapple bun in her hand, and took a bite out of a quarter of it.

An older woman passing by was a big fan of farming reality shows. Seeing that they had almost finished eating, she couldn't help but gossip and ask:

Are you two dating?

"No, we're just having a meal, don't talk nonsense."

"Such a handsome guy, it would be a shame to miss out on him, why not seize the opportunity?"

"If they're not willing, it's all in vain for me to even think about it."

Jiang Hexi, speaking fluent Cantonese, started rambling on and on. The older woman smiled, patted her on the shoulder, and left the shop with a look of regret.

Yan Jie didn't react at all. He sat silently in the chair, eating the beef fried rice in his hand.

Jiang Hexi finally understood: he couldn't understand Cantonese.

After leaving the house, the two strolled around for a while.

When passing by a time-honored snack shop, even if Jiang Hexi doesn't buy anything, she'll still go in to smell the aroma before leaving.

On the street, someone recognized the "Yanxi CP" and jokingly teased the two about their relationship.

Taking advantage of the language barrier with Yan Jie, Jiang Hexi indulged herself a little:

"I really like him, but he doesn't like me. What can I do?"

"There's no way around it, you can't force a melon to be sweet. Let's just be friends."

"I'm the host, I just brought her out for a meal. Auntie, why did your watermelon juice turn black?"

Jiang Hexi turned her head and looked at Yan Jie questioningly, "Look at Auntie's watermelon juice, why has it turned black?"

Yan Jie pinched the oversized sunglasses on her nose and pulled them down, gesturing for her to look over:

"Where did the watermelon juice turn black? You're clearly looking at people with prejudice. How can you see people clearly?"

Before Jiang Hexi could ponder the deeper meaning of those words, her phone rang.

"Wanwan, what do you want from me?"

"What time is it now? If you don't come and do your makeup, you'll be late for the banquet."

I'll be there in twenty minutes.

Jiang Hexi got so engrossed in shopping that she completely forgot the most important thing. "Your Majesty, we need to go to the studio for makeup, or we'll miss the banquet tonight."

Yan Jie said calmly, "I've also hired a makeup and styling team. I'll go over there myself later."

Jiang Hexi turned around and walked back, saying, "Then I'll take you to the stylist's studio."

She walked a short distance and, not hearing any footsteps following behind, turned around and saw him standing motionless against the flow of people.

Why didn't you follow?

"The car that's picking me up is on its way. You can go now."

Jiang Hexi could clearly sense his low mood. Perhaps it was because of her poor hospitality, but he looked more gloomy than when he came before.

"Then let's meet on the red carpet."

Yan Jie nodded silently in agreement.

Even as Jiang Hexi rode in the extended Lincoln to the banquet, she was still brooding over what had happened that afternoon.

Si Xiao noticed her absent-mindedness and, while touching up her makeup, comforted her, saying, "Xi-mei, are you very nervous?"

"I wasn't nervous."

"So what are you thinking about?"

Jiang Hexi turned to look at Jiang Wenze sitting beside her and said, "Brother, I'm thinking about how much to donate to charity."

Jiang Wenze looked at the company's financial statements without looking up and said:

"Go ahead and put your name in the top ten of the charity donation list. With your big brother here to back you up, what do you have to worry about?"

"Brother, now that you've said that, I understand."

Jiang Hexi is bad at making money, but when it comes to squandering money, no one can match her.

Looking at the arrogant "I'm the richest" expressions on the faces of the brother and sister, Si Xiao was filled with envy and her mind was filled with images of gold coins.