Chapter 2 I feel a little uncomfortable, so I'll go back first
A celebration party for the Feng Group’s project.
The banquet was held at the Aiden Hotel owned by Feng family. Under the bright lights, people were bustling around.
Feng Mingzhou and Gu Manman stepped into the venue, and the noise in the entire venue suddenly quieted down.
He has a tall and straight figure and his suit is neatly tailored, which makes him look even more dignified and aloof.
Gu Manman was wearing a dark red fishtail dress, with a few lazy curls hanging down between her carefully tied up long hair, making her porcelain white skin look even more translucent.
Envious or jealous glances came from all directions.
When Feng Mingzhou led her through the crowd, everyone unconsciously made way for him.
Several directors came forward first, smiling, but their waists bent unconsciously: "Boss Feng, this project is once again managed by you. The industry is going crazy about it, saying that Feng's move is at least five years ahead of the industry!"
The man stepped back awkwardly, and was immediately replaced by someone else, afraid of missing the opportunity to show up in front of him.
"Master Feng, I heard that even the higher-ups specifically praised you this time. No one else in our circle has received such treatment!"
"Boss Feng, I heard that the old guys on the board of directors were so shocked by the Southeast Asian project this time." The young master of a certain group came forward with a glass of champagne, his face deliberately warm, "You will make a profit of 3 billion with this one move, how can we survive?"
Feng Mingzhou had a smile on his lips, but his eyes were calm. He shook the champagne glass in his hand, neither responding nor refusing to talk.
He had long been accustomed to these polite words. After hearing them so many times, they became like background noise, going in one ear and out the other.
As the glasses clinked, the voices suddenly became quieter.
Gu Manman felt the muscles in Feng Mingzhou's arms tense slightly. She subconsciously followed his gaze and saw a slender figure slowly walking towards the entrance.
Lin Jinyun.
The woman who once played an important role in Feng Mingzhou's life is still as radiant as ever.
Lin Jinyun searched the crowd, and finally, she saw Feng Mingzhou, and her black and white eyes suddenly lit up.
Everyone's eyes were focused on her, and whispers arose one after another.
Lin Jinyun was surrounded by many old friends and they were chatting with each other, and the sound of silver bell-like laughter could be heard from time to time.
At some point, Zhao Yang had walked to Lin Jinyun's side. They seemed to be old friends reuniting. Soon Feng Mingzhou was also led over to join the conversation.
Gu Manman was politely introduced to Lin Jinyun, who nodded in greeting with a faint smile. The smile was appropriate but distant.
"Remember Baker's yacht?" Zhao Yang smiled and shook the wine glass in his hand, "That crazy party on it almost put us all in jail."
Lin Jinyun's lips curled slightly, and a hint of nostalgia flashed in his eyes.
"It was thanks to the legal team that Mingzhou hired that we were able to get us out."
"It's not a legal team," Feng Mingzhou replied calmly, "It's just a phone call to the youngest son of the Valencia family."
"Oh, yes, that bastard." Zhao Yang suddenly laughed. "Later, his father found out that he lied in the family name to bail us out, and he was so angry that he didn't allow him to enter the house for a whole month."
Lin Jinyun raised his hand to support his cheek, "Wasn't Mingzhou also punished? The old man was so angry that he smashed the entire set of Tang porcelain."
"By the way, do you still have our Monte boat?" Lin Jinyun turned his head and asked Feng Mingzhou.
Feng Mingzhou nodded slightly: "It was renovated the year before last."
"Is it the white one?" Zhao Yang's eyes widened in surprise, "I thought you threw it away a long time ago."
"Why throw it away?" Lin Jinyun smiled and shook his head, "That was the first time Mingzhou and I won the bet in Monaco."
The wine glass on the waiter's tray was handed to Lin Jinyun. Just as she was about to take it, Feng Mingzhou reached out to stop her.
"You have a bad stomach, so you'd better not drink."
Lin Jinyun raised her eyes and smiled faintly, with a tacit understanding in her eyes that only they understood.
Zhao Yang handed over a glass of juice at the right time and joked that it was specially prepared for Miss Lin.
Afterwards, Feng Mingzhou blocked a few more glasses of wine for Lin Jinyun. His actions seemed casual, but in fact they were full of protection.
When someone wanted to toast Lin Jinyun, he easily took it.
He casually touched the rim of the cup with his fingertips, without even wetting his lips, just to give face.
The man seemed to have won some honor and left with an apologetic smile, afraid to displease him.
This smooth and tacit understanding is obviously a habit developed over many years.
As the night deepened, the party became more lively.
Feng Mingzhou and Lin Jinyun stood together, and under the dim light, they seemed like a couple made in heaven.
Gu Manman felt a dull pain in her chest, and the feeling of being squeezed almost suffocated her.
"I'm going to the bathroom."
She whispered to Feng Mingzhou, only to find that he was listening intently to Lin Jinyun's description of an art exhibition in Paris.
Feng Mingzhou just nodded slightly, his eyes never leaving Lin Jinyun's face.
Gu Manman turned and left, walking with difficulty.
The light in the bathroom was dazzling. Gu Manman leaned against the cold marble countertop and looked at herself in the mirror.
She turned on the faucet, and the cold water flowed through her fingertips, but it couldn't extinguish the burning pain in her heart.
The compartment door suddenly opened and two young women walked in, apparently not noticing Gu Manman in the corner.
"Have you seen Lin Jinyun and Feng Mingzhou? Oh my God, they are a perfect match standing together." One of the women said while putting on makeup.
"One Valentine's Day, President Feng placed 999 blue roses in the square in the center of the city, just for her to see when she passed by after class."
"On Lin Jinyun's 19th birthday, Mr. Feng booked the entire top floor of the Northern Lights Hotel and transformed the ceiling into a starry sky projection. It was said that this was because Lin Jinyun once said she wanted to see the Northern Lights." The woman put on her lip makeup, her eyes revealing longing. "Later, I heard from a friend that Feng Mingzhou actually bought her an aurora observation point in Northern Europe."
"The craziest thing was the time when Lin Jinyun mentioned that she liked a kind of handicraft from a remote town. Feng Mingzhou chartered a plane to fly over that night and showed up in front of her the next morning with the gift."
"Tsk tsk, that's what love is." The women looked at each other, their eyes full of envy.
The two women left the bathroom chatting and laughing, leaving Gu Manman standing alone in front of the mirror.
She looked in the mirror with delicate makeup and a fiery red dress, but her eyes were terribly empty.
She took out her cell phone and typed a short message: "I feel a little unwell, so I'll go back first."
The notification tone of successful sending sounded softly, but it did not attract the attention of the person on the other end.
Gu Manman waited for a few minutes, but the screen still did not light up.
She put her phone back into her bag with a wry smile and quietly walked towards the exit.
When walking out of the hotel gate, the night breeze was cool. Gu Manman stood on the roadside wearing a thin dress, and the burgundy skirt swayed gently in the wind.
Her eyebrows and eyes looked particularly pale in the dim light and shadow, and the wind was too cold, so the corners of her eyes were still red.
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