After saying that, Zhiyun turned around and walked into the banquet hall.
Si Yufeng stood where he was and did not follow in.
The woman's words kept echoing in his mind: If he is not given a way out, it is better than him being confined to a box all his life.
Ruoruo has always wanted his support.
But he never gave him any support, instead he kept blocking his way and insisted on letting him follow the life trajectory he had arranged...
**
The banquet tonight is very lively.
With elegant clothes and clinking glasses, after dinner, many guests began to dance, and Zhi Huaiting and his wife also slid into the dance floor to the music.
Many people came to invite Zhiyun to dance, but they were all turned away by Wei Lai.
In this kind of situation, Zhiyun couldn't dance with anyone, and it was impossible for her to dance with everyone one by one, so she chose not to dance.
"Miss Zhiyun."
Si Yufeng walked over and extended a hand towards her.
Although Si Yufeng's hands are not as beautiful as Han Qingrang's, they can still be considered pretty. This man is not bad at all. He is a villain and he is handsome. There is nothing wrong with that.
Zhiyun shook her head slightly at Si Yufeng: "I just had a little drink and my head feels a little dizzy. There are so many beautiful women here tonight, Mr. Si should invite someone else."
Si Yufeng did not withdraw his hand and said something puzzling: "I like dancing with people I know."
"An acquaintance?" Zhiyun tilted her head.
Si Yufeng raised his eyebrows, his lips curved slightly: "An acquaintance."
Zhiyun wanted to laugh but couldn't. "Have Mr. Si and I become acquaintances all of a sudden?"
"After the dance, here we are."
"Forget it, I'd rather keep some distance from Mr. Si." This time he distanced himself directly.
Si Yufeng was not angry at her words, "Miss Zhiyun seems to be avoiding something."
"Yes," Zhiyun said generously, "I have a boyfriend. I'm afraid he'll get jealous, so I think it's better to be more reserved. Besides, my boyfriend is quite stingy, so I can't do anything about it. I can only indulge him."
As he spoke, Zhiyun shrugged, looking helpless as well.
Si Yufeng was slightly stunned.
He wasn't sure if she was telling the truth or was just trying to put him off by saying she had a boyfriend.
However, the only woman who could repeatedly reject him was the one in front of him.
Zhiyun doesn't care what Si Yufeng is thinking. Apart from Zhi's father and Zhi's mother, she won't hide the fact that she has a boyfriend from others.
This gave Han Qingrang a sense of security, and it was also something she thought needed to be made clear.
There was nothing wrong with being single before. If a good man approached her, she would take a second look.
Now that she is not single, she has to avoid those suitors, so as not to get into trouble for no reason.
At this moment, she had already directly refused to dance with Si Yufeng, but the man seemed not to hear her words. He suddenly leaned over and held her hand.
Zhiyun subconsciously tried to pull it back, but he held it tightly.
"Ms. Zhiyun," Si Yufeng looked at her, his thin crimson lips parted slightly, "I'm looking forward to our future cooperation."
As soon as he finished speaking, a waiter came over.
Unexpectedly, a glass of champagne 'accidentally' tilted and spilled on Zhiyun's arm.
Si Yufeng's face darkened, and he glared at the waiter: "Don't you have eyes?"
The waiter quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, Miss Zhiyun, I didn't mean to do that. I'll take you to clean it up right away."
Zhiyun simply wiped the champagne off her arm with her hand: "Lead the way, I'll go clean it up."
"Miss Zhiyun, please go this way."
The waiter led the way.
"Excuse me, Mr. Si." After saying this to Si Yufeng, Zhiyun followed the waiter.
Go to the bathroom.
The waiter was not convenient to go in, "Miss Zhiyun, I'll wait for you outside."
"good."
Zhiyun went in.
She went to the sink and washed the champagne stains on her arms. The sound of water splashing could be heard. Fortunately, it did not spill on her dress, so it was washed quickly, which was equivalent to just washing her hands.
Zhiyun didn't notice that a person suddenly appeared behind her, his arms slowly wrapped around her waist, and his chest pressed against her back, fitting perfectly.
Zhiyun froze and suddenly raised her head.
In the mirror in front of her, she saw the man standing behind her.
With a clear face and gold-rimmed glasses on his nose, he looked elegant and handsome...
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