As the protagonist of this birthday party, Ni Shunfu naturally had to go on stage to speak.

"Thank you very much for taking the time to attend my 50th birthday party..."

Ni Shunfu stood in front of the microphone, saying all kinds of nice words, and thunderous applause broke out from the audience from time to time.

Su Yang, Rong Zhan and a few others stood in a not very conspicuous corner. Although some people still came up to say hello or something, it was obviously much quieter than before.

Rong Zhan, Xi Muchen and Brother Qingxun would occasionally have a conversation with each other.

When Ni Shunfu's giant birthday cake was launched, many people were amazed at how luxurious it was.

After turning off the lights and lighting the candles, Ni Shunfu made his wish. Then music wishing him a happy birthday rang out in the venue and everyone sang along. When it came to cutting the cake, many people swarmed over, especially reporters and the media who wanted to capture the important scene of cutting the cake.

Su Yang and the others were forced to move aside. Rong Xi was a sweet tooth, and his eyes lit up when he saw the cake. He stood on tiptoe to look inside.

"Xixi, do you want to eat cake?" Tao Anwen saw what she was thinking and asked with a smile.

"Hmm, I feel like... the chocolate part should be delicious. I heard that this cake was made by the internationally renowned cake chef John Meiji. I haven't eaten his cakes yet, so I wonder how it will be different from the cakes I usually make."

Rong Xi stared at the cake intently, her eyes full of anticipation, but looking at the layers of people blocking the outside of the cake, she felt that she could not squeeze in.

Although the cake is big, there are many people involved and not everyone will get a piece.

"Come on, I'll take you to see it." Tao Anwen raised her eyebrows at her, holding her wrist with one hand and holding her skirt with the other hand as she squeezed into the crowd.

When they just started to squeeze in, the two of them accidentally tripped and staggered. Xi Youlin and Shi Qingxun, who were standing not far away and watching, couldn't help but feel their hearts pounding. They only breathed a sigh of relief after seeing the two of them stand firm.

Xi Youlin walked straight over and cleared the way for the two of them.

Shi Qingxun paused, but finally held back. However, the gentle gaze under the lenses kept following the petite figure in the pink dress, never leaving for a moment.

"You don't want to eat?" Rong Zhan glanced at the cold woman beside him and asked in a low voice.

Su Yang shook his head and looked at him: "Not interested, do you want to eat?"

Rong Zhan: “…”

"If you want to eat John Meiji's cake, he will be in Yaerlan these days. I can ask him to make one for you tomorrow."

Su Yang smiled lightly and took his arm: "Why didn't you say this when Xixi said she wanted to eat just now? If she heard it, she would say you were biased."

"Did I have a chance to speak just now? Didn't Tao Anwen pull her away?" Rong Zhan raised his hand and held hers. A hint of coolness seeped into his broad and warm palm. His eyebrows suddenly frowned slightly: "Why is it so cold?"

"No, my hands are just like this when it's cold. No matter how much I wear, they can't get warm." Su Yang smiled faintly. She was already used to having cold hands.

She has had this constitution since she was a child. Even if the heater is on in the room, her hands and feet are always cold and cannot be warmed up.

But as soon as she finished speaking, Rong Zhan let go of her hand, unbuttoned his coat, took it off smoothly and put it directly on her shoulders.

"Wear it, don't take it off."

Su Yang saw that he was only wearing a white shirt and a black suit vest. She was worried that he would be cold. She raised her hand to touch his clothes but was stopped by him. His domineering and commanding low voice cut off the rest of her words.

By the time the cakes were distributed, it had already darkened outside. The entire hotel estate was lit up with dazzling lights, and the atmosphere in the entire venue reached its peak.

As the host of the banquet, Ni Shunfu led everyone to the back hall of the hotel to sit down and eat when the time came.

The entire back hall was filled with tables, a total of 108, filled with all kinds of seafood and specialties, and almost every seat was occupied.

Su Yang and a few other acquaintances sat at the same table and were not disturbed by others.

After Ni Shunfu finished speaking, everyone started to eat, and the performances began on the stage on the second floor attic.

In addition to songs and dances, Chinese opera was the most special and amazed many foreigners in the venue.

After dinner, Ni Shunfu affectionately invited Mrs. Ni in front of everyone, and took Mrs. Ni's hand and went to the dance floor in the next hall. Some people who loved to watch the fun naturally followed, livening up the atmosphere.

When the graceful and melodious waltz music sounded, Ni Shunfu put his arms around Mrs. Ni's back and danced gracefully in the dance floor with standard dance moves.

The good relationship between Mr. and Mrs. Ni Shunfu had long been known in the business circle. Any chamber of commerce or party would only allow Mrs. Ni to be present, and Ni Shunfu would always bring her along, and would personally peel shrimps and remove fish bones for her.

Outsiders cannot tell the truth and falsehood here, but from what I see with my own eyes, the relationship between them is indeed very loving.

With the couple taking the lead, the rest of the people also entered the dance floor holding their female companions.

Even Xi Youlin pulled Tao Anwen into the dance floor, and the two of them were having a lot of fun stepping on each other's feet. Although their faces showed disgust, they never let go of their clasped hands.

Gradually, their movements became coordinated and they began to spin around, with the corners of their skirts flying wildly.

"Can you dance?" Su Yang was watching with great interest when a familiar male voice suddenly sounded from the side.

"...Yes." Su Yang looked at him sideways and replied without hesitation: "But... not much."

As the voice fell, a slender, beautiful hand suddenly stretched out in front of her. When she met his deep and cold eyes again, she saw that he was signaling with his eyes for her to put his hand up.

"Then let me make a deal first. Later...if you step on my foot and it hurts, I won't care. Don't blame me." Su Yang hesitated for a moment, slowly put her hand in his palm, and said the ugly words in advance.

Rong Zhan sneered indifferently, obviously not taking her words seriously, and took her hand and walked into the dance floor.

Su Yang's hand rested casually on his shoulder. The sudden rhythm made her a little flustered. She didn't know which foot to move first. When she was forced to move forward, her seven-centimeter high heels stepped squarely on Rong Zhan's high-end shiny leather shoes.

(End of this chapter)