Banquet hall.
Geng Ying excitedly hugged the fury-covered Song Shang and followed behind Xue Qinfeng.
She discovered that as soon as she approached Xue Qinfeng, the kitten would become extremely alert, no longer trying to escape, and would even snuggle into her arms, looking at Xue Qinfeng fiercely, as if it were protecting its owner.
She knew it!
Her kitten was just a little naughty; it didn't mean it didn't love her!
"Would you like some alcohol or juice?" Xue Qinfeng's voice came from above her head.
Geng Ying was secretly plotting to rip open the kitten's belly and completely ignored him.
Song Shang tensed up at this moment, glaring at Xue Qinfeng with displeasure, ignoring Geng Ying's mischievous little hands on his body.
"Girls should drink fruit juice instead," Xue Qinfeng said considerately, handing over a glass of grape juice. "It's Sicilian grape juice, with added cranberries and herbs. It's on the sweeter side, want to try it?"
Geng Ying then looked up, glanced at the wine glass in his hand, took it from him, didn't drink it, but still politely thanked him: "Thank you."
"Ha!! Meow!!" Song Shang grabbed at the cup in Geng Ying's hand and cried out in anguish.
No drinking!
The stuff that scoundrel gave me is definitely not clean!
You can't drink it!
The cat's meows from Song Shang stood out starkly against the backdrop of the lively banquet.
The surrounding crowd's attention was drawn to her, causing Geng Ying to blush. She quickly covered Song Shang's mouth and nodded apologetically to those around her.
But the surrounding gazes remained fixed, and even became meaningful after seeing Xue Qinfeng, who was fawning over Geng Ying.
Several other malicious eyes fell on her, sizing her up and down.
Geng Ying frowned, feeling uncomfortable under those gazes. She stopped in her tracks and tightened her grip on Song Shang.
Xue Qinfeng keenly noticed those gazes. Holding a wine glass in one hand and putting the other in his pocket, his gaze turned cold as he looked around.
Those uncomfortable gazes from Geng Ying vanished like the wind.
Xue Qinfeng's lips curled up, he swirled the wine glass in his hand, tilted his head back and drank the wine in one gulp, then looked down at Geng Ying.
She kept her eyes on the kitten in her arms and never looked up; he could only see the whorl of hair on the top of her head.
Xue Qinfeng clicked his tongue lightly, "Aren't you going to wish me a happy birthday?"
Geng Ying held Song Shang in his arms, silently soothing the agitated Song Shang, and said in a muffled voice, "Happy birthday."
At the time, she was only focused on testing whether Song Shang would protect her when she got close to Xue Qinfeng.
On a whim, he agreed to attend Xue Qinfeng's birthday party.
Now that she had calmed down, and seeing Song Shang's increasingly agitated state in her arms, she felt a chill run down her spine and realized that she had acted impulsively.
The nickname Xue Qinfeng had sent her before flashed vaguely through her mind.
She felt a sense of familiarity, as if she had seen it somewhere before.
She raised her eyes and carefully examined the area.
Everyone at the banquet was dressed in exquisite gowns, adorned with luxurious jewelry, and their hair was perfectly styled.
Her thick white down jacket and the kitten struggling and screaming inexplicably in her arms seemed completely out of place in this scene.
"Mr. Xue, is this your female companion?" A woman dressed elegantly in a red bodycon skirt approached Xue Qinfeng with a fawning expression.
Her deliberately soft, sticky voice, along with the overwhelmingly strong perfume emanating from her, made her unapproachable.
The woman's hand rested intimately on Xue Qinfeng's shoulder, and she seemed inclined to move closer, while out of the corner of her eye she glared disdainfully at Geng Ying beside her.
Xue Qinfeng seemed to be stuck with a virus, and quickly shook off the woman, his face cold, "We're not acquainted."
The woman frowned strangely, her tone sarcastic, "Has Mr. Xue forgotten that you were in my bed last night? How come you've found a new love and don't want your old flame anymore?"
After saying that, the woman's fierce gaze fell on Geng Ying.
Geng Ying frowned and took two steps back.
She remembered why Xue Qinfeng's name sounded familiar.
Isn't he just that good-for-nothing, womanizing scumbag from the Xue family?
A feeling of nausea rose within her, and her face stiffened.
Xue Qinfeng's face turned cold. "Did President Wang know that his daughter drugged him, stripped naked and climbed into my bed, and was then wrapped in a blanket by my bodyguard and thrown in front of the Wang family villa?"
The woman's face was completely drained of color, her lips opened and closed, and she swallowed back several times as she tried to speak.
"And..." Xue Qinfeng drawled, "If President Wang wants to sell his daughter, he should go to those legal red-light districts abroad, not my Xue family. Otherwise, he might play with fire and get burned."
The blatant threat sent the woman fleeing in panic. "I'm sorry, Mr. Xue!"
Geng Ying stared blankly at the woman's disheveled back, then turned her gaze to Xue Qinfeng, her lips pressed tightly together. "President Xue, I'm really sorry for ruining your cake. I have some things to do today, and I'm worried about my cat getting stressed, so I'll have to go now."
“I have nothing to do with that woman.” Xue Qinfeng frowned, looking at Geng Ying disapprovingly. “I just explained, and I’m single now, with no woman around me. You can’t just falsely accuse me.”
Xue Qinfeng thought she had just been jealous, so he patiently explained.
Geng Ying raised an eyebrow and stared at Xue Qinfeng with a strange expression.
Is this person out of their mind?
Did what she just said have anything to do with that woman?
"Meow!!!"
Taking advantage of Geng Ying's momentary daze, Song Shang finally broke free, letting out a hoarse cry as he glared at Xue Qinfeng with an unfriendly expression.
Geng Ying smoothed down the bristling hair on his back and continued to explain, "President Xue's personal privacy doesn't need to be explained to me."
Xue Qinfeng choked up, staring at her indifferent expression, his lips twitched, and he was about to tell her not to be jealous.
Geng Ying immediately interrupted, "And that birthday cake, please send me the price and order details later, and I'll transfer the money to you directly."
As soon as she finished speaking, Geng Ying picked up the flustered Song Shang and prepared to leave.
"Hey!" Xue Qinfeng strode forward and blocked her way. "Why are you in such a hurry to leave? Didn't you promise to attend my birthday party?"
Geng Ying rolled her eyes inwardly with some impatience, her gaze shifting until a familiar figure came into view.
Her gaze froze.
Isn't that wishing someone well?
Is the man beside her Tang Song?
Seeing that she ignored him, Xue Qinfeng followed her gaze.
“Oh, that’s Tang Song…” Xue Qinfeng’s tone lowered, awkward and irritated, “The president of the Tang Group… but he already has a girlfriend, the girl next to him. Forget about it, why don’t you look at me…”
Before he could finish speaking, Xue Qinfeng watched as Tang Song pulled Zhu Hao toward them.
Heading in the direction of Geng Ying.
Depend on!
What's the meaning!?
It's one thing for Geng Ying to have taken a liking to Tang Song, but Tang Song even brought his little girlfriend along?!?
He didn't believe Tang Song had come to see him!
When this big black dog is with Zhu Hao, it's blind and can't see anyone else!
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