Chapter 58 Wanwan Leiqing's Substitute
Three days later.
As the lights came on, a black Maybach slowly pulled up at the entrance of the Imperial Capital International Convention and Exhibition Center. The door opened, and Fan Yi was the first to step out. He then turned around and pulled the open door back, acting like a natural gentleman.
The man stood tall and broad, his white Mao suit outlining his broad shoulders and narrow waist. The silver pattern on the hem rippled like water, highlighting his gentlemanly demeanor and refined demeanor. The only ruby badge on his chest added a touch of mystery. His stunning face held a gentle smile like the breeze and bright moon, and he spoke fondly to the people inside the car.
"Tangtang, we're here."
The next moment, the jade feet in silver high heels landed gracefully on the ground, and the slender ankles wrapped in silk were as white as jade.
Si Tang was wearing a crescent-white modified cheongsam that matched Fan Yi's outfit. The dress flowed down along her slender curves. Her black hair was simply tied up, revealing her slender snow-white back and a piece of porcelain-white skin on the back of her neck.
Si Tang smiled gracefully and took Fan Yi's arm. 8856 got out of the car from the other side. He was wearing a well-tailored black suit, and his childish and handsome face had a more calm air.
The three of them walked into the exhibition together, attracting attention along the way.
When Si Tang and Fan Yi stood side by side, the symmetrical cloud embroidery on their lapels seemed to form a complete painting.
The largest rough stone auction of the year is about to be held here. The venue is already crowded with people, including many collectors and jewelry tycoons who love gambling on rough stones.
As they walked down the red carpet, the guests around them couldn't help but be attracted by the three people entering.
"Look, it's Miss Si and the mysterious Mr. Fan Yi!"
"What a talented couple, they look so loving! Hey, they came to this auction. Is it because Xing Nian needs design materials, or does Mr. Fan Yi want to buy something for his collection?"
"I heard that Mr. Fan Yi is quite remarkable. He donated 3,000 Atlantis relics and treasures to the museum!"
The three of them didn't pay much attention to the gazes around them, as this was the effect Si Tang wanted.
At the far end of the crowd, Si Xi, who was standing side by side with He Moheng, secretly stared at Si Tang, who was the center of attention at the other end of the crowd, with jealousy flashing in his eyes, and the arm that was around He Moheng tightened even more.
He Moheng also noticed the dazzling group of people when they came in. He was slightly startled when he saw Si Tang, whom he hadn't seen for a few days.
It seems that she is living a good life.
A feeling of depression filled his heart.
Although he lost the opportunity to work in Sitang, he did not fall into the abyss. Instead, several partners appreciated his talents and approached him for cooperation.
Now he has gained further recognition from the old man in the He family.
But he still felt a kind of unexpressed depression towards Si Tang, a woman he couldn't express, and it would torment him in his dreams at night. (Author: I'm a jerk because I can't get her.)
On the other side, Si Tang, Fan Yi and Xiao Liu had already taken their seats.
Si Tang took the iPad from the waiter and slid her slender fingers across the screen, browsing the order of tonight's auction items. Her eyes lingered for a moment on the photos of some rough stones, her expression slightly thoughtful.
When Si Tang leaned over to look at the auction catalog, Fan Yi was secretly watching and analyzing the eyes from all directions falling on Si Tang.
Most of the expressions from human females are envy, surprise and jealousy, while those from human males are very complicated, with all kinds of expressions. I really want to dig out their eyeballs.
And this man... He Mo Heng, why doesn't he just die? Why is he looking at other people's wives?
Extreme disgust and murderous intent flashed in Fan Yi's eyes.
He narrowed his eyes, and suddenly and naturally gathered up the drooping hair of Si Tang, who was looking down at the iPad beside him. He deliberately raised his cuffs to reveal the same gold thread pattern on Si Tang's collar.
8856 glanced over and was speechless at Lord Fan Yi's behavior, which was similar to that of an animal occupying territory.
"Have you seen the stone you like?" Fan Yi tilted his head towards Si Tang, his voice low. From a distance, he looked incredibly close.
"There are some very interesting pieces." Si Tang did not comment and smiled lightly.
When he looked up, his eyes met Fan Yi's.
Only then did she realize that they were too close. But thinking of the purpose of today's trip, she naturally reached out her hand and gently straightened the collar of Fan Yi's shirt.
The fingertips occasionally brushed against the slightly cool Adam's apple, and both of them paused slightly.
Fan Yi was stunned, then reached out and held her fingertips, then gently pulled them down and placed them to the side, and then... he never let go of her hand again.
A few blushes spread slightly on Si Tang's face.
As for Fan Yi, his heart softened like marshmallow, but he still pretended to be calm on the surface.
8856 sat quietly a little further away, afraid that if he acted like a third wheel and disturbed them, Lord Fan Yi would definitely punish him.
Suddenly, Si Xi, who was wearing a baby pink dress, walked towards them arm in arm with He Moheng, who was wearing a well-tailored suit.
"I heard that the partnership between Xingnian, which my sister manages, and the He Corporation fell through?" Si Xi's soft voice was dripping with malicious sneer. "So they're out of raw materials... Want to try your luck at the auction?"
Si Tang had no expression on his face.
After all, her sister was late in getting the news about the He family incident, but she did not tell many people in the company about it.
Seeing that Si Tang ignored him, Si Xi shook He Moheng's arm aggrievedly.
He Moheng's eyes dimmed slightly as he looked at Si Tang, who refused to even look at his face. He felt a boiling depression in his chest.
"Ms. Sitang, now that I've been promoted to Vice President of the He Group, shouldn't I be so rude to my female companion?"
Hearing this, Si Tang's cold gaze fell on him as he wished.
But it was not the expected surprise, regret or envy.
It's almost like looking at a stranger.
He Moheng saw that Si Tang was unwilling to pay attention to him, and she didn't react at all when she stood with Si Xi. He felt a surge of anger in his heart. He pointed at Fan Yi who was standing next to Si Tang with a questioning tone, "Miss Si Tang, tell me the truth, have you been involved with this man for a long time?"
Fan Yi was pointed at by someone, and a cold blue light flashed in his eyes. He narrowed his eyes and held Si Tang's soft little hand in his palm, thinking about how to slap this man without destroying his character.
If you can't kill him, just beat him up.
Si Tang looked at the face that was the same as usual, even bearing a three-point resemblance to Fan Yi beside her. She felt disgusted and even had the thought that he was not worthy of this face at all.
Si Tang was almost amused by his shamelessness. She was truly blind to believe that he was a trustworthy and reliable person.
"You're interrupting my lovemaking with my husband," Si Tang said slowly, raising the hand she was holding with Fan Yi slightly before them. "By the way, there's something I want to tell Vice President He."
Si Tang sat elegantly in the chair, looking up at He Moheng, his aura so strong and frightening. The smile on his lips suddenly took on a hint of playful malice.
"You're right. I don't like you at all. The one I've always loved is my husband, and you're just a 30% similarity to him. You're just a substitute for me to comfort myself."
"Wanwan is like you, Vice President He, have you heard of it?"
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