Chapter 35
The banquet was held at the Château de ...
I heard that although Qiandai Winery has changed hands several times and is now under Yingyuan Group, the initial deal was made thanks to the matchmaker, Zhuang, who started in the hotel industry. That's why Zhuang Lan and others are here today.
Also making an appearance was Zhuang Chengye, Zhuang Lan's younger brother, who had just been born and had his first birthday party.
Aside from Yuan Pingran, the main character of today's banquet, the most attention is focused on the new crown prince.
Zhuang Guanghe, holding his son Zhuang Chengye, was surrounded by a group of people congratulating him. He smiled so much that the wrinkles around his eyes were squeezed together. He played with his son and showed him around.
His wife, Hou Rao, was still a little plump after giving birth, but she looked quite radiant. Wearing a cheongsam made of gilded silk gauze, she smiled happily as she listened to the compliments from those around her.
Only Zhuang Lan seemed to be isolated from this happy family of three, standing outside the crowd with a cold face.
She remained elegant from head to toe, and the complete set of emerald platinum and serpentine jewelry made her look even more haughty when she raised her chin to look at people.
This was her new accessory, and it was the first time she had worn it. However, few people offered her a genuine compliment, as all attention was drawn to her younger brother.
Of course, pleasing her brother is much more cost-effective than pleasing her.
Zhuang Lan pouted, turned her head, and finally saw Cheng Yanjin who came in with Lin Langyi.
Behind her was Chu Hong, who seemed to have taken the wrong medicine and was circling around Lin Langyi.
"Brother!" Zhuang Lan perked up slightly and waved excitedly to Cheng Yanjin.
Cheng Yanjin used his hand to block Chu Hong's fawning over Lin Langyi, frowning as he muttered something. Lin Langyi heard him first and immediately patted his arm, pointing forward: "Zhuang Lan is calling you."
Zhuang Lan had already run up to him. She first glared at Lin Langyi, then immediately took Cheng Yanjin's arm affectionately: "Why did you go to the temple? I haven't seen you in so long, I'm so bored."
Cheng Yanjin tried to pull his arm out of hers, his resentment overflowing: "My wife locked me up."
He pulled his arm out and glanced into the crowd, asking casually, "Hey, your little brother's finally here? I'm going to see if he looks as dark-skinned as your old man."
Zhuang Lan's smile froze, and after a couple of seconds of stunned silence, she tried even harder to hold Cheng Yanjin back: "Don't look at Zhuang Chengye, what's there to see?"
"Why don't you look? Today, firstly, it's for Aunt Yuan, and secondly, it's for your brother. Cheng Yangkang has been talking to me about this for a long time."
Lin Langyi withdrew her gaze from Zhuang Tianhe's smug face and looked back at Zhuang Lan. She saw that the smile on Zhuang Lan's face was more like a grimace, and the dazzling necklace on her chest was heaving uncomfortably due to her rapid breathing.
Cheng Yanjin was about to walk into the crowd when he took a step and was immediately slapped hard on the arm by the person next to him.
With a particularly crisp "slap," he turned his head and saw Lin Langyi, the instigator, waving her hand at him.
"What are you doing?!" He immediately glared at him angrily.
Lin Langyi wasn't afraid of him at all: "Didn't you hear Zhuang Lan talking to you? Where are you in such a hurry to go?"
He took a deep breath, grinned at her, and said, "You're going to meddle in this too?"
Zhuang Lan tugged at Cheng Yanjin, gesturing for him to look over. She puffed out her chest and said, "Look at my necklace, isn't it pretty? I love it!"
Because of Lin Langyi's words, Cheng Yanjin didn't go to Zhuang Chengye's place to join in the fun. He nodded listlessly and praised Zhuang Lan for looking good, finally appeasing her.
Seeing that Zhuang Lan was satisfied, Cheng Yanjin quietly leaned closer to Lin Langyi's ear and continued to whisper what he hadn't finished saying earlier: "Didn't I tell you, I'm really negotiating with you sincerely this time? Today you know my sincerity. Don't worry about me from now on, okay, Miss Lin?"
Lin Langyi asked suspiciously and warily, "What sincerity?"
You'll find out soon enough.
The two were whispering to each other when a "Xiao Jin" interrupted their conversation. Lin Langyi looked up and saw Yuan Pingran, wearing a champagne-colored floor-length fishtail dress and a milky white, gossamer-thin shawl, smiling at them from a few steps away in high heels.
"Having a fiancée really makes a difference. I heard you're doing volunteer work while practicing cultivation?" Yuan Pingran adjusted her shawl, the tassels jingling as they swayed. "It's because that girl is good at managing the household and can keep you in check."
Lin Langyi gratefully called her "Aunt Yuan." On their first formal meeting, she stepped forward and presented her with a necklace of excellent quality South Sea Australian white pearls. The pendant in the middle was a conch pearl, known as the Rolls-Royce of the jewelry world, making it a true collector's item.
Yuan Pingran's smile deepened as she patted Lin Langyi's hand: "From now on, we're all family, no need to be so polite."
Lin Langyi glanced at Yuan Chuyu, who was standing not far away, chatting with several celebrities and dignitaries. In the magnificent hall, wine glasses clinked and people ate. On this land where every inch of land was precious, rare resources were nothing special, and everyone was used to it.
Lin Langyi smiled and said, "What hasn't Aunt Yuan seen? I was just trying to make you laugh. Besides, the Lin family has been working with Brother Yu on the bulk market these past few days, and we are extremely grateful."
Yuan Pingran smiled gently, patted her shoulder lightly, and said reproachfully, "I already said we're on the same side, there's no question of helping or not helping, it's just a win-win cooperation."
As they were talking, a scream suddenly came from afar, followed by the sound of a wine glass shattering on the ground.
"My dress!" A large red wine stain covered Zhuang Lan's front, turning her beautiful white haute couture dress into a complete waste. She screamed in despair, "Zhuang Chengye ruined my dress!"
Zhuang Chengye was being held by Zhuang Guanghe, but half of his body was suspended in the air as he giggled, still clutching the necklace around Zhuang Lan's neck tightly.
Zhuang Guanghe didn't even have time to glance at his daughter. He held his son tightly to prevent him from falling. The wine glass had fallen and spilled on Zhuang Lan because his son was moving around.
"I just received my new dress, I've been waiting for over four months, and you—"
"Alright, alright, stop arguing." Hou Rao carefully lifted her skirt slightly, tiptoed around the broken glass, and carefully avoided getting the wine on her clothes, but she gently put down Zhuang Lan's breakdown.
She twisted a handkerchief and handed it to her daughter: "What's the use of calling him your brother? Wipe yourself and go change your clothes quickly."
Zhuang Lan clutched her handkerchief tightly, refusing to wipe it, and said incredulously, "This is my new dress, Mom, do you know how much I like it? Why don't you hold him and let him run around like a hyperactive child?"
"How old is your brother?" Zhuang Tianhe said displeasedly. "How dare you talk like that!"
Everyone around tried to smooth things over, but they all said the same thing:
"That's how older sisters and younger brothers bicker and argue, but the more they argue, the better their relationship becomes."
"This handsome young man has such energy even at such a young age; he's destined for great things, hahaha."
"That's right, the dealers will all have to rely on him in the future, he's the pillar!"
“Look at Chengye, he’s so young but he’s not afraid of people. He didn’t even cry when the wine glass broke with such a loud noise. He’s a little man.”
The red wine stains on Zhuang Lan's body had spread far and wide. She stood there, amidst a pile of broken glass. The shards reflected countless images of her under the luxurious crystal chandelier, each one of them looking utterly disheveled.
Her nails dug tightly into her palms, and her eyes gradually reddened.
"Go change it right now!" Hou Rao scolded in a low voice, "What kind of behavior is this at Aunt Yuan's birthday party? You have no manners at all."
Zhuang Lan's jaw was trembling, her lips were pressed into a pale line, and she took a step back without looking at anyone.
Zhuang Chengye's little hand still clung to her necklace, squeaking and refusing to let go; it was a dazzling gemstone.
"Wait a minute." Zhuang Tianhe stopped Zhuang Lan. "Take the necklace off and let him play with it. It's pulling on your brother's arm. A baby's bones are still soft; he can't keep his arm like that—"
Before she finished speaking, Zhuang Lan reached around her neck and roughly began to unfasten the chain. In her haste, her hair got tangled in the chain, which she then violently ripped off.
Half of her long hair was still wrapped around the dazzling chain. She remained silent, her eyes still red, but her face was extremely cold.
The necklace was thrown at Zhuang Tianhe. When he saw that his sister didn't want it anymore, he also let go. The expensive necklace then fell to the ground with a "thud," scattering on the marble floor like broken glass.
"Zhuang Lan!" Zhuang Tianhe was instantly furious. He looked at his son's chubby arm with heartache, wanting to see if there were any red marks from being hit by the gemstone.
Zhuang Chengye pouted. He wasn't crying at first, but after being coaxed by the adults, he closed his eyes and started wailing.
Zhuang Lan turned and walked towards the changing room at the end of the hallway, with a group of people behind her coaxing her: "Oh, don't cry, don't cry, sister is bad, we won't play with sister anymore..."
She walked faster and faster until she finally broke into a run, rushed into the dressing room, and slammed the door shut with a loud bang.
Only in an enclosed space could she squat on the ground, hug her arms, and cry loudly.
About five minutes later, there was a gentle knock on the door.
Zhuang Lan's crying stopped abruptly. She had been crying so hard that she couldn't stop sobbing, and she could only stubbornly yell, "Who is it! So annoying!"
Lin Langyi asked through the door, "May I come in and change my clothes?"
Zhuang Lan quickly wiped away her tears, stood up abruptly, still wearing the dress that reeked of alcohol, looking like a clown's costume.
Lin Langyi pushed open the door and came in, carrying a bag of change of dresses. She had taken them from the waiter and then brought them to him herself.
Zhuang Lan sniffed, raised her chin, and looked down at her haughtily.
Lin Langyi locked the door and her first words were: "Your younger brother is still young."
Zhuang Lan flew into a rage: "Lin Langyi, are you sick in the head?! You two are all saying things like that. Just because he's young doesn't mean I should give in to him in everything. Before he was born, I could have whatever I wanted, but after he was born, everyone changed. Why doesn't he just die?!"
"Everyone is opportunistic and a bunch of sycophants. With him around, there's no place for me anymore. It's like I'm invisible. Do you think I don't understand? They just think I'm not very useful in the future, while Zhuang Chengye can have everything."
Although she tried her best to hold back, she couldn't help but break down in tears when she talked about being all alone: "I have nothing left, sob sob, Dad, Mom, Uncle, Aunt, everyone who was kind to me has stopped paying attention to me. Only Brother Yanjin and Brother Yu still talk to me. These are the few people I can talk to. And then you showed up, you..."
“What I mean is,” Lin Langyi interrupted her agitated words, taking the dress out of the bag and handing it to her as if presenting her with a battle robe, “your brother is still young, and the day he takes power is still far away.”
She looked up and stared intently at Zhuang Lan: "So you still have time."
Zhuang Lan was stunned by these words and stood there rooted to the spot.
Lin Langyi calmly adjusted her skirt: "Placing your hopes for love and redemption in others will not bring you true security. A person's sense of security can only come from within themselves, so you might as well take what you want."
Zhuang Lan's thoughts were drawn to her words, and she asked hesitantly, "Take it away, take what?"
Lin Langyi smiled and said, "Whatever Chengye took from you, you just take it back."
"Back then, did you even need to care who was willing to talk to you a few more words, or who deliberately flattered you for dressing beautifully?"
"They will naturally flock here, although at that time, these things will be insignificant to you."
*
Lin Langyi came out of the dressing room empty-handed, and as soon as she turned the corner, she ran into Cheng Yanjin.
He leaned against a marble pillar, hands in his pockets, tapping his toes to the beat, seemingly humming a song to himself. He was probably bored, staring listlessly at the crystal chandelier on the ceiling.
Hearing the door open, he immediately turned around and stood up straight when he saw Lin Langyi coming out.
"You're finally out! What were you dawdling about? Does Zhuang Lan really need to take this long to change clothes?" he grumbled. "I didn't hear any crying inside anymore. Was she admiring herself in the mirror again?"
Lin Langyi: "What are you doing here? Waiting for me?"
He glared at him and said, "Nonsense! Why would I wait for you? I came to see if you'd lost your mind to volunteer to deliver clothes, and whether you're afraid Zhuang Lan will pinch your arm until it's all bruised and battered again."
Lin Langyi smiled, her two dimples looking especially sweet. She stretched out her arms and laid them together in front of him: "Here, let me check you."
Cheng Yanjin stared at her outstretched, fair arm for two seconds before turning his gaze to her face.
Today she wore a halter-neck satin gown with a lace-up bob adorned with rhinestones, accentuating her alluring waistline. Her silky black hair was styled in an updo, complemented by matching large-carat jewelry, giving her an air of regal elegance.
He felt she was more like a pampered young lady than those who looked down on "nouveau riche".
However, young ladies always have a strong desire for control. For example, Zhuang Lan is a woman of her word and never allows anyone to disobey her.
Cheng Yanjin, thinking about his impending return to freedom, couldn't help but feel a little longing. He winked at her and said, "I'll take you to see Brother Yu later."
Lin Langyi didn't think about anything else. Yuan Chuyu and she were already very familiar with each other. With the bulk commodity market progressing steadily, Ying Shanhu was able to come back to life.
We should thank them properly.
Cheng Yanjin led her back to the hall. Yuan Chuyu was surrounded by people, and he handled the rising and falling of wine in his wine glasses with ease.
After finishing his social engagements, he finally had a chance to glance over here. Cheng Yanjin raised his wine glass slightly and whistled in a rather unserious manner.
Yuan Chuyu withdrew his gaze, nodded slightly to the people around him, and came over with a wine glass in the blink of an eye.
Lin Langyi linked arms with Cheng Yanjin and looked at Yuan Chuyu, who was dressed in a misty blue shirt, with a silver jacquard silk tie that looked elegant. A lapis lapel chain hung on the lapel of his custom double-breasted suit, giving him a feeling of aloofness and detachment.
He held the wine glass between two fingers of his right hand, while slowly adjusting the cuff of his other sleeve with his left hand. The glass tilted slightly to one side, and the champagne inside swayed gently with his unhurried steps. He didn't lift his eyelids to glance at Lin Langyi until he was three or four steps ahead of her.
Cheng Yanjin solemnly introduced her: "This is Yuan Chuyu, um, my fiancée, Lin Langyi."
Lin Langyi glanced at him strangely, wondering what had gotten into him this time.
"Didn't you show me photos of your first love on your phone last time? Didn't I say you had bad taste back then?" Cheng Yanjin gave her a mischievous look and said smugly, "Water flows downhill, and people strive for higher positions. You need to broaden your horizons so you won't look down on those simple meals."
Lin Langyi was completely confused, thinking he was having another episode: "You mean I should see you more often?"
He raised an eyebrow, reached out his hand to her, pinched her face with his index finger and thumb, and then slowly turned to Yuan Chuyu.
Their eyes met, and both of them froze.
Suddenly, a long, whistling sound of fireworks erupted outside the window. A meteor-like tail of firework streaked past in the blink of an eye, and the next second it exploded into a dazzling display of fireworks in the black sky.
The first shot was like the tolling of a bell, and the fireworks prepared outside the winery burst into bloom all at once, like a grand waterfall of fireworks.
"Fireworks! And there will be a drone show later."
"Happy birthday!"
"Happy birthday!"
Someone gave a shout, and the crowd moved toward the floor-to-ceiling window, laughing and exclaiming noisily.
The three of them stood still, completely motionless.
The dazzling starlight, as brilliant as the Milky Way, illuminated her profile again and again, while the deafening sound of fireworks made everything inaudible.
Lin Langyi's mind went blank, and before she could react, Cheng Yanjin had already placed his hands on her shoulders and shoved her toward the French windows, as if what had just happened was just a casual remark: "Let's go watch the fireworks show. If we don't grab a good spot, we'll only be able to see the backs of other people's heads."
She was ushered into the crowd, and when she turned around, she saw that Cheng Yanjin had already walked back to the center of the hall.
There, Yuan Chuyu still stood alone with his back to the window, motionless.
Some strange emotions welled up inside her, but other guests quickly surrounded her, completely blocking her view. She could only frown and look back at the dazzling fireworks outside the window.
Cheng Yanjin returned to the center of the hall, circled back to Yuan Chuyu, and saw the other's indifferent and silent expression as soon as he looked up.
He seemed to see Yuan Chuyu's lips move a few times, but the fireworks were too loud, and he couldn't make out what he said.
Cheng Yanjin didn't think too much about it. He simply leaned close to Yuan Chuyu's ear and told him the whole story. He had already gone through these words in his mind countless times, which is why he could speak so fluently at this moment.
He didn't notice that Yuan Chuyu's expression was getting increasingly grim. He had barely uttered the words "open relationship" when his collar was suddenly gripped tightly.
Cheng Yanjin caught his breath in his throat and couldn't catch his breath. He was pushed back forcefully and staggered two steps.
Yuan Chuyu's face was cold, his eyes were deep and dark, and his brows and eyes were filled with endless darkness. He slowly tightened his fingers, his finger bones protruding sharply and his knuckles turning white, as if he wanted to strangle Cheng Yanjin through his collar.
"If you've had too much to drink, go back to the lounge and go to sleep."
"I only had one drink." Cheng Yanjin was caught off guard by Yuan Chuyu's sudden outburst of anger. His brain, which had been disconnected, finally reconnected, and he hurriedly cried out that he was innocent. "No, brother, I didn't do anything stupid. This was something that Lin Langyi and I agreed on from the beginning, and she knows about it too! I'm telling you this today after careful consideration."
“Listen to me, you have no idea how much I’ve suffered at her hands. I brought this up in the first place to show my sincerity, to demonstrate my magnanimity and tolerance. I’ll ignore her emotionally, and she’ll ignore me in life. We’re on the same side… because going against her will only get me arrested and forced to chant sutras every day!”
Seeing that Yuan Chuyu's eyes were still sharp as knives and that he showed no sign of letting go, he hurriedly tried to appease her: "Secondly, I've thought about it carefully. Do you remember that bean sprout who looked so much like her first love? I've been thinking about this every day in the temple, and the more I think about it, the more I feel that this won't do. I can't really have no life of my own and just revolve around her and monitor her every day, so why don't I introduce her to a high-end version that she can't have to divert her attention—you!"
"I'm addressing the root cause; this is the business principle that negotiations must hit the client's pain points to succeed. If someone has seen the finest delicacies, can they still appreciate simple porridge and side dishes?"
After he finished what he thought was a logically sound explanation, he looked up and saw Yuan Chuyu staring at him with a cold expression and deep anger in his eyes.
Cheng Yanjin's self-proclaimed brilliant smile slowly faded as he finally realized that Yuan Chuyu seemed even angrier than he had expected.
He felt somewhat lost and guilty. In the past, people in the circle would occasionally tease and joke with each other, and Yuan Chuyu would always directly refuse to avoid any suspicion. However, since they knew each other well, they would never escalate the situation to the point of getting angry.
Today, he even separated himself from everyone else and discussed it privately with them. This was the first time he had seen Yuan Chuyu so angry over a possibility that was just a joke.
"Brother, that..."
"Don't let me hear such words again." Yuan Chuyu's face was cold and his tone was icy. "And don't spread such nonsense outside."
"I haven't told anyone!" Cheng Yanjin hurriedly swore. "I'm telling you today because I know you're very tight-lipped, so no fourth person will know about my agreement with Lin Langyi; also, the fewer people who know about the bean sprout incident, the better... So after thinking it over, you are the best person among those who know about the open-ended proposal I made to Lin Langyi."
“She likes good-looking men, really, and she even said she likes capable men who won’t cause her trouble. I thought, isn’t that you? Besides, I’m not really asking you to do anything, I’m just giving Lin Langyi a statement and diverting her attention, that’s all.”
Yuan Chuyu looked coldly at Cheng Yanjin, exuding an aloof and unapproachable aura. But he finally withdrew his hand, allowing Cheng Yanjin to bend over and cough rapidly, covering his throat.
Amidst the fireworks, Cheng Yanjin clearly heard that cold, indifferent remark:
"I'm not interested in other people's fiancées."
As expected, Cheng Yanjin slowed his breathing, relaxed his shoulders and mood, and lazily leaned his elbow on Yuan Chuyu's shoulder for support, returning to his nonchalant attitude: "I know, how could I not know you? Otherwise, why would I look for you?"
He chuckled, touching his neck which was red from being strangled: "You definitely wouldn't. I can't trust others, but how could I not trust your character? That's why I said you're the best match."
After saying this, Cheng Yanjin turned his head and glanced around at the crowd by the floor-to-ceiling window. He immediately spotted Lin Langyi among the guests, who was also taking a moment to turn her head and look at them.
He made a cheeky face at her, which immediately earned him a furrowed brow in response.
Her gaze kept shifting between him and Yuan Chuyu, who had his back to the window, and she looked somewhat uneasy.
Cheng Yanjin knew that she had guessed his meaning when she made eye contact with Yuan Chuyu earlier, which was why she was panicked.
Cheng Yanjin chuckled to himself, thinking that it was quite amusing to see Lin Xiaozhu fail to manage her expression for the first time. She was so frightened, didn't she even consider who Yuan Chuyu was? His lifestyle was as disciplined and rigorous as a computer program, how could he possibly just casually arrange a relationship and it actually work out?
Do you really think you can get into Tsinghua or Peking University just by taking a tourist photo at the school gate?
He knew Yu Ge's character all too well; he would never do something so morally reprehensible as to turn a fake relationship into something real. Today, by giving Lin Langyi a high-profile introduction, he appeared exceptionally sincere, giving her the illusion that she could reach the apple with a little effort. Keeping her hanging on was the best way to divert her attention.
As for the men outside, Cheng Yanjin curled his lip. Who knows what they are? If you're not careful, they'll pounce on you and steal Lin Xiaozhu's attention. They might really ruin the marriage. How can that be allowed?
Giving away ten acres of land is acceptable, because we don't have any; giving away a cow is not acceptable, because we actually have a cow at home.
Cheng Yanjin had his own little scheme perfectly clear, and he became even more determined to keep persuading Lin Langyi to have principles, to have higher aspirations, and to prioritize quality over quantity.
He had imagined everything to be perfect, and was completely satisfied. He smiled and turned back to look at his good brother, only to find that Yuan Chuyu had his head slightly lowered and was staring at the marble pattern on the ground, seemingly lost in thought.
"Brother Yu?"
Yuan Chuyu snapped back to reality, still not in high spirits. He glanced at him indifferently, turned and left with a cold face.
Cheng Yanjin knew he was still angry. He was a man of principle and had never liked this kind of joke.
After the fireworks display ended, Lin Langyi walked straight towards Cheng Yanjin with a serious expression and asked, "What did you say to Yuan Chuyu just now?"
Cheng Yanjin knew that girls were shy, and the ambiguous hints he had given earlier were enough; there was no need to make things up.
He shook his head and shrugged, as unserious as ever: "Didn't say anything."
Lin Langyi was a little worried and frowned, warning, "Don't say anything nonsense."
Cheng Yanjin found her current tightly furrowed face particularly vivid, and he approached her with a grin: "Brother Yu is suspicious of melons and gossip. He always nipped these kinds of jokes in the bud. He doesn't know about our agreement and will just treat it as a passing breeze, disappearing as soon as he hears it."
This kind of joke?
Lin Langyi had no time to pay attention to the punching bag. She pressed her wine glass against his cheek and hurriedly pushed him away, then nervously observed Yuan Chuyu's expression.
As if sensing something, he looked over here amidst the crowd of distinguished guests and the clamor of voices.
In an instant, Lin Langyi's heart leaped into her throat.
However, he didn't look at her; instead, he swept his gaze smoothly across the air and quickly withdrew it.
Cheng Yanjin naturally followed Lin Langyi's gaze and witnessed everything.
I expected this outcome.
He looked back at Lin Langyi with a smug look, spread his hands, and pretended to be helpless and hateful, saying regretfully, "I told you, Brother Yu is hard to deal with."
Lin Langyi expressionlessly raised her high heel and slammed it hard against his foot.
"Ahhh—" he cried out, grabbing her arm. "What are you doing? What are you doing?"
"Cheng Yanjin! If Yuan Chuyu abandons his cooperation with me because of this, you can forget about ever leaving the temple for the rest of your life!"
"Absolutely not! Lin Langyi, I truly see us as a community of shared interests from now on, you have to believe me."
Lin Langyi ignored him and hurriedly lifted the hem of her skirt, trying to catch up with the tall and elegant figure in front of her. However, Yuan Chuyu was surrounded by people one after another, and there was no space for them to talk alone.
She had no choice but to give up, but she was unwilling to accept it, so she lingered near Yuan Chuyu's place neither too close nor too far all night.
She saw him drink a lot of alcohol, and people kept raising their glasses and toasting him, like a relentless barrage of drinks. He responded to each one without saying no.
He remained poised and dignified in public, listening attentively to others' conversations with a smile and responding politely while looking them in the eye.
But from that moment on, throughout the entire banquet, Yuan Chuyu never once looked at her again.
Cheng Yanjin couldn't stand it for long, so he obediently moved closer to Lin Langyi. After being glared at by her a few times, he became even more afraid to make a sound.
"You're really something." Lin Langyi stared at Yuan Chuyu from afar, her words aimed at Cheng Yanjin, "You wait, if I ever actually sleep with Yuan Chuyu, I'll give you a live broadcast."
Cheng Yanjin choked, glared at her fiercely, and retorted, "Fine, let's see how capable you are."
As the banquet ended, Cheng Yanjin was like Cinderella at midnight, about to be brought back to reality. Lin Langyi insisted on escorting him back to Laoshan Temple, and even as she did so, she held his hand and repeatedly emphasized that their relationship had taken a qualitative leap, and that he would listen attentively to any opinions she might have.
Please don't try to trick him again over a disagreement.
"Also, come visit me in prison more often, I mean, come see me more often! And don't come empty-handed, bring some beer or something..."
Lin Langyi kicked him twice and went down the mountain with a gloomy face.
The car headlights illuminated the road ahead. Laoshan Mountain was right next to Yingshan Lake. She drove off the highway alone, and as she turned, the incandescent light swept across the road, and she actually saw a familiar figure.
Without thinking, Lin Lang immediately stepped on the brakes, and the vehicle stopped directly on the side of the road.
After waiting all night without any luck, the rabbit suddenly appeared without any effort at all.
The car window rolled down, and she poked half her head out, greeting him as if nothing had happened: "Brother Yu, what are you doing here?"
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