Wu Weixi was seated towards the back, next to a real estate tycoon.
The sensation on her thigh made her smile falter slightly. She subtly moved her leg away, feigning confusion as she looked at him: "Mr. Zheng, what's this...?"
"Little Wu, you've been in the entertainment industry for almost twenty years now, haven't you? You're almost forty years old this year, aren't you?" President Zheng forced a smile onto his fleshy face, his murky eyes gleaming with lewd light.
"The entertainment industry is constantly changing, and celebrities are replaced very quickly. You're getting older, and you can never compete with the newcomers. Have you ever thought about retiring from the industry to be a wife and mother?"
Using the host's voice as a cover, President Zheng slowly said, "If you want to retire from the entertainment industry and be a wife and mother, what do you think of me? My mother is your fan. As long as you become my wife, I will never mistreat you."
As he spoke, his hand slowly moved up to Wu Weixi's thigh.
Wu Weixi never expected that President Zheng, who had seemed so respectable before, would suddenly turn on her and say such disgusting things. She could barely maintain her composure and was about to make an excuse to go to the restroom to get up and leave when...
A large, hand with distinct knuckles reached out from behind her, slapped Mr. Zheng's hand away, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her up from the chair.
General Manager Zheng: "!"
Wu Weixi: "!"
Mr. Zheng turned around angrily: "Who...!"
When President Zheng saw Feng Zining standing expressionlessly behind him, a look of surprise appeared on his face, which then turned into a smile: "Oh my, who do we have here? It's Fourth Master Feng. What brings you here...?"
His eyes darted back and forth between Feng Zining and Wu Weixi, a knowing, ambiguous smile playing on his lips.
Oh~ No wonder the fourth son of the Feng family has never had any women around him, so that's what he likes!
Wu Weixi was even more surprised when she saw Feng Zining. Her pale face regained some color, and she even looked a little shy: "Fourth Master..."
After grabbing Wu Weixi's hand, Feng Zining instantly snapped out of his dazed state.
He froze, quickly released Wu Weixi's wrist, completely stunned.
What on earth is going on? How did he suddenly appear? And why did he grab someone's wrist?!
This is not right, this is very, very wrong!
Feng Zining tried to remain calm, his cold, scrutinizing gaze falling on Wu Weixi.
Even if he were slow to realize, he could tell that all his odd behavior tonight was related to the actress Wu in front of him.
Wu Weixi lowered her eyelids, her thick, curled eyelashes trembling slightly, too shy to meet Feng Zining's gaze.
But I was incredibly excited.
Feng Zining came to her rescue.
Does this prove that he actually has feelings for her too?
"Come out with me for a moment," Feng Zining said in a low voice, then turned and walked out of the banquet hall first.
Wu Weixi's heart skipped a beat. Suppressing her excitement, she followed along like a teenage girl, full of anticipation.
After leaving the banquet hall, Feng Zining went straight to the deck, enjoying the cool sea breeze. He took out his phone and made a call, handing over the auction proceedings for the evening to his assistant. He also called the bodyguards who were secretly protecting him and Nan Yuanman.
After giving a series of instructions, he turned his head slightly and looked at the woman who was carefully walking towards him, lifting her skirt and displaying her graceful figure.
At first, he just watched coldly, but when he saw Wu Weixi walking unsteadily and almost falling, he suddenly felt an impulse to go over and support her, not wanting to see her get hurt.
Feng Zining, who was desperately suppressing this strange impulse, was speechless.
His face darkened, and his eyes filled with coldness.
So when Wu Weixi came up to him, looked up at him expectantly, and asked, "What does Fourth Master want with me?" Feng Zining made a gesture.
The bodyguards who had been waiting around suddenly appeared and, with a single move, pinned Wu Weixi to the ground.
Wu Weixi, utterly shocked: "!!"
Shocked and confused, she struggled to look up at Feng Zining: "Fourth Master, what do you mean by this?"
In Feng Zining's eyes, Wu Weixi, who looked up at him, had slightly red eyes, and her delicately made-up face showed a confused and flustered expression, making her look quite pitiful...
Feng Zining took a few steps back, his face dark, his eyes cold and scrutinizing, and asked in a cold voice, "What did you do to me?"
Wu Weixi looked bewildered: "Fourth Master, I didn't do anything to you."
Feng Zining closed his eyes, deciding to be more explicit. He asked through gritted teeth in a low voice, "If you didn't do anything to me, why did I want to marry you the moment I saw you?"
Wu Weixi was completely confused at first, but when she heard him say those words, her pupils shrank, and she suddenly remembered the sincere wish she had made in the lounge.
Could it be that Lady Peach Blossom has made her move?
Is this creating an opportunity for her?
Thinking this way, Wu Weixi's panic subsided instantly, and even a hint of excitement welled up inside her. However, she looked blank on the surface and said, "Fourth Master, I don't know what you're talking about."
She hesitated, timidly raising her eyes and glancing quickly at Feng Zining with a slightly shy look: "You...you want to marry me as soon as you see me, maybe it's because you like me..."
Nan Yuanman, who was secretly sneaking out of the banquet hall to look for Feng Zining, happened to overhear this sentence.
Nanmanyuan: "?"
Southern perfection: Σ(っ°Д°；)っ
Who likes whom?
Does Fourth Brother like this Aunt?
Just as the little dumpling was about to run out, it suddenly stopped and cautiously peeked at the deck while clinging to the wall.
Upon closer inspection, they saw a pink light flashing in Wu Weixi's bag, which she had dropped in her panic.
As the light flickered, a faint pink mist emerged from her bag, accompanied by a rich peach blossom fragrance, enveloping Feng Zining and Wu Weixi.
Nan Yuanman's eyes widened: "Huh?!"
Feng Zining, standing on the deck, twitched his brow and moved a little further away from Wu Weixi, sneering, "Dreaming as soon as it gets dark? You think I'd like you? Ha, impossible."
Wu Weixi blinked: "If you don't like me, then why did you help me out of that situation just now? If you don't like me, why do you want to marry me?"
She was bold and passionate, completely disregarding the bodyguards still present, and said directly to Feng Zining, "Admit it, you like me, and you want me to be your wife."
Feng Zining's face darkened: "You let go—!"
Before he could even utter the curse he was about to unleash, the faint scent of peach blossoms lingering around his nose grew even stronger. His gaze lingered on Wu Weixi for a moment, and he suddenly found her exceptionally alluring.
Feng Zining's originally clear eyes became hazy. He couldn't help but move closer to Wu Weixi, pinching her chin and forcing her to raise her head. He then lowered his head to kiss her lips.
At the critical moment, a small, chubby hand suddenly darted in from the middle, holding a crab claw that had somehow appeared on the table, and clamped down on Feng Zining's lips.
Nan Yuanman was shocked: "Fourth Master! No way!"
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