Zhang Hongmei had just walked down half the steps when she saw everyone staring at her in surprise.

"What's wrong? Is something the problem?"

Zeng Zhongkang stood up abruptly and said in a low voice, "Go back and change into the clothes you wore today."

Zhang Hongmei looked at everyone with a puzzled expression, and then saw Zeng Zhongkang's serious, earnest, and stubborn expression. She simply went back upstairs and changed into the same clothes as before.

Zhao Hao was just recovering from his amazement. He knew Zhang Hongmei was beautiful at first glance, but since they were together so often, he hadn't paid much attention to it.

But just now I saw her dressed in her most ordinary outfit. But after she changed out of her gray top and put on a pink one, she looked so young and tender that I wanted to touch her.

Zhang Hongmei came down dressed the same way as before, and everyone still couldn't forget that stunning glimpse she had just made.

"Let's go, it'll be bad if we get late."

The three of them got into the car together. "Zhang Hongmei, my dad told you, right?"

"Yes, I already said. Today is just a get-together for everyone to get to know each other, nothing more. Of course, I won't make anyone feel too awkward."

"So you've made up your mind."

"Yes, if I had the choice, I would definitely choose the strongest one, as that would benefit both sides."

Twenty minutes later, they arrived at Zhao Tiancheng's house, which was much more luxurious and larger than their own residence. The Zhao family father and son were truly eccentric.

The car drove into the yard, and the three of them got out. Zhao Tiancheng came out to greet them.

"This is your first time visiting my home, right? Don't be shy, just make yourself at home."

Zhang Hongmei entered the living room, where the luxurious furnishings and exquisite ornaments filled her with amusement. She felt even more amused by the Zhao father and son.

"Uncle Zhao, I'm going to help Aunt Wang."

Wang Xinyi was busy in the kitchen. Actually, the main dishes were brought over from the farm by Zhao Tiancheng, and she was just making some small Eastern dishes.

"Aunt Wang, what can I do?"

"I don't need you, I've already prepared everything, you go out and have fun."

"Hehe, what's so fun outside? Uncle Zhao has quite the taste. I feel uncomfortable."

"Haha, that's what I said too, but he thinks it's fine."

“Aunt Wang, you said Uncle Zhao looks very refined, how could he have such worldly views? In my mind, Uncle Zhao’s home should be full of calligraphy, paintings and ancient books.”

"Hehe, nobody's perfect, this is probably just his peculiar hobby."

"Hehe, it's actually quite possible. But he's been quite happy staying in our humble abode for your sake."

"You brat, you're making fun of me."

"How could that be? I just think Mr. Zhao is quite unpretentious."

"Hehe, are you two talking about me?"

“Yes, Hongmei thinks your taste is quite unique.” Wang Xinyi teased as Zhao Tiancheng entered.

"Hehe, it's a habit. Honey, my taste in food will depend on you from now on."

Looking at the loving couple, Zhang Hongmei felt that it was truly a case of fate bringing them together from afar, while those without fate would not recognize each other even face to face. They had been brought together by their distant relationship.

Zhang Hongmei helped put the prepared dishes on the table and heard the sound of cars outside.

"Hongmei, go to the living room."

This time, Zhao Tiancheng invited two foreigners, both of whom brought their sons. Zhao Hao was warmly entertaining them.

Zhang Hongmei stood smiling to one side, with Zeng Zhongkang standing beside her.

"Hongmei, let me introduce you. This is Harry Joding, the tycoon of diesel engines."

"Harry, this is my niece, Zhang Hongmei."

After Zhao Tiancheng finished introducing her, Zhang Hongmei bowed and greeted him before he could even extend his hand, saying, "Hello, sir, it's a pleasure to meet you."

"Haha, Harry, my niece is bowing to you as a junior."

"Beautiful little girl, it's a pleasure to meet you."

"Me too, it's an honor to meet you."

After another round of pleasantries, Zeng Zhongkang simply shook hands and said very little.

"Harry, please sit down. The meal is about to begin. Today, please try some of our hometown dishes."

"Hehe, Zhao, you've finally decided to treat us to a meal."

"Haha, I'll make sure you have a great time today."

Before Zhao Tiancheng could sit down, the other person had finished exchanging pleasantries with Zhao Hao, and Zhao Tiancheng led Zhang Hongmei to his side.

“Hongmei, this is Mr. Bill Exley, a powerful figure in the machinery manufacturing industry.”

Zhang Hongmei still bowed and greeted him. She ignored the man's outstretched hand. She didn't have a good feeling about him; although he meant no harm, his lecherous eyes disgusted her.

Zeng Zhongkang stepped forward and shook his hand. "Hello, Mr. Exley."

Zhao Tiancheng didn't show it on his face, but he understood Zhang Hongmei a little better; she had a very strong personality.

"Exley, let's sit over there, dinner will be served soon."

At this moment, the young people also came over. Two men in their twenties, accompanied by Zhao Haozheng, also came over.

"You two, this is my sister Zhang Hongmei. Put away your admiration. Also, she's not used to the etiquette here, so let's skip the handshake." Zhao Haozheng had also seen what had just happened, and to avoid further embarrassment, he decided to cover it up himself.

Zhang Hongmei greeted the two of them with a smile.

Everyone was seated on the sofa, and Zhao Hao was pouring tea for everyone. "Gentlemen, please try our tea and see if you can get used to it."

"Tea culture? I've only heard of it." The young people were able to talk about it together, and besides, they had known each other for many years.

"Zhao, your niece is the person in charge you mentioned. Isn't she too young?"

"Hehe, it's because you're too young."

Just then, Wang Xinyi came out of the kitchen. "Dinner is ready, everyone please go to the dining room."

"Hehe, Zhao, your wife is really beautiful. She wasn't as radiant as she is now when you got married last time. It seems it's all thanks to you."

The smiles on Zhang Hongmei's and Wang Xinyi's faces disappeared.

Zhao Hao suddenly stood up and said, "Bill Exley, shut your mouth. You're not welcome here. Get out."

Zhao Tiancheng stood up, still with that same smiling face. "Exley, please leave."

"Oh? So you have no intention of cooperating." Bill Exley sat on the sofa with an air of confidence.

“Yes, I won’t cooperate with someone like you. Please leave.” Zhang Hongmei’s pretty face darkened.

"Haha, Zhao, you're too nervous. Don't you know what kind of person I am? I'm just doing a test. But I'd better leave first."

"Young lady, don't be so sure of yourself. We really will have a chance to work together in the future." After saying that, he nodded to Zhao Tiancheng, didn't call his son, and left.

"Alright, let's forget about the unpleasantness from earlier and start eating." Wang Xinyi was the first to reply. She still felt that the guests were important, but the fact that the three people she valued were so protective of her warmed her heart. All the grievances she had suffered in the past were worth it because she had met them later.