Chapter 10 She's a perfect match for someone else.
After saying that, Jiang Ranxing walked towards the banquet hall first.
Fu Shenyuan's gaze darkened.
The waiter opened the door, and Fu Shenyuan and his family of three appeared in everyone's sight. Instantly, everyone stopped talking and prepared to welcome Fu Shenyuan, the head of the Fu family.
Fu Shenyuan walked in and simply gestured, "Please make yourselves at home."
Upon hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and began exchanging pleasantries.
Fu Shenyuan walked through the banquet hall and headed towards the old man's residence. Jiang Ranxing didn't want to go with him, so she didn't follow.
Fu Xingyi wasn't suited for this kind of place, so after taking some food, he was led to a private room.
Jiang Ranxing then found a corner and sat down.
I was looking for some peace and quiet, but things didn't go as planned.
Two young women walked towards her.
They are two women from the Fu family.
"Why is my sister-in-law sitting here all alone?"
It was Fu Shenyuan's older sister, Fu Yuqi, who spoke up; she had always disliked Jiang Ranxing.
"Sister-in-law, please don't mind. Why are you here alone instead of going to see the old man with my brother?"
The one with the best attitude was Fu Shenyuan's younger sister, Fu Yuqin.
Jiang Ranxing had no interest in dealing with them. After all, she had no contact with them since the divorce, so there was no need to bother maintaining the relationship.
Fu Yuqi was furious when she saw that Jiang Ranxing ignored her.
She just couldn't stand Jiang Ranxing.
How could a lowly woman who is completely unworthy of the Fu family become the wife of the person in power?
Why is she so successful?
Fu Yuqi said, "That's true. Shen Yuan doesn't like you anyway. Now that I heard that Miss Lin is back, she and Shen Yuan are a perfect match. Jiang Ranxing, shouldn't you step aside? Huh?"
Jiang Ranxing didn't want to listen to her, and spoke to her indifferently.
"I will, I just hope that when Miss Lin comes, you won't be so harsh, sister. What if Fu Shenyuan finds out that you were making sarcastic remarks about Miss Lin..."
Jiang Ranxing swirled the wine glass in his hand.
"Sister, you're going to be in trouble."
Fu Yuqi's face immediately turned green: "Jiang Ranxing, don't be ungrateful. Don't forget how you managed to get close to the Fu family. Shen Yuan doesn't even look at you!"
Jiang Ranxing: "I know, I haven't forgotten either. Everyone in the Fu family knows he doesn't like me. Are you finding out for the first time?"
"Aren't you afraid that Shen Yuan will dump you and go after Lin Xuesha?"
"What do I have to be afraid of?"
This is already a fact, so what is Jiang Ranxing afraid of?
Jiang Ranxing said, "Sister, you don't need to be so harsh on me here. I don't have the power or money of the Fu family. If you want something, go and fight with Fu Shenyuan yourself. Bullying women is not a skill."
Jiang Ranxing's words were like knives, directly scraping Fu Yuqi's face.
Fu Yuqi was extremely embarrassed.
What she feared most was that she couldn't compete with Fu Shenyuan. Why could Fu Shenyuan be in power while she couldn't?
Unfortunately, she couldn't compete with Fu Shenyuan. Fu Shenyuan was simply too outstanding, and there was no one among his peers who could match him.
Why is Jiang Ranxing, who is usually so gentle, speaking so directly today?
Fu Yuqi asked, "Aren't you afraid of angering Shen Yuan by saying this, or offending people and causing trouble for him?"
In the past, when Jiang Ranxing attended family gatherings, she was always afraid that she might do something wrong or say something inappropriate, thus causing trouble for Fu Shenyuan.
Therefore, she always tries her best to be kind to everyone, being tactful and never offending anyone.
Strive to be a virtuous and proper wife.
Now Jiang Ranxing feels that since they're already getting a divorce, there's no need to worry about saving face anymore.
“I’m telling you, do you dare to cause trouble for Fu Shenyuan?” Jiang Ranxing said.
Jiang Ranxing chuckled coldly twice: "Sister, you'd better think carefully before you speak."
Jiang Ranxing didn't want to get entangled with her anymore, so he left after saying that.
"you!"
Fu Yuqi was so angry that her face turned even greener, and she stomped her feet hard on the spot.
There was no word from Fu Shenyuan and the old man, and Fu Xingyi was unwilling to see him.
Jiang Ranxing also disliked dealing with the noise in the banquet hall.
So she lifted her foot and walked towards the garden.
Jiang Ranxing found a giant tree, sat on a shady chair under it, and slowly swirled the red wine in his glass.
A gentle breeze swept by, bringing a touch of chill.
"You don't seem to enjoy drinking alcohol. How about having a cup of tea instead?"
A cup of tea was placed in front of Jiang Ranxing.
Jiang Ranxing looked up and saw a very gentle and refined man standing in front of her. He was not old, about the same age as her.
Jiang Ranxing didn't refuse the kindness: "Thank you."
When the man saw that she was no longer responding, he spoke up himself.
"My name is Wen Qingrang. Does Mrs. Fu remember me?"
After carefully recalling the events, Jiang Ranxing said, "You are the young master of the Wen family."
Wen Qingrang nodded, his smile gentle.
Jiang Ranxing remembered that the Wen family and the Fu family had always been good friends. Even before the Fu family had grown to its current size, the Wen family and the Fu family had always been on good terms. The two families' patriarchs had even gone through life and death together when they were young, so their relationship was undoubtedly very deep.
However, the Wen family has never liked commercial dealings. The whole family are refined people who usually enjoy literature and art.
At the Fu family's business gatherings, the Wen family would only send gifts as a matter of courtesy, and they wouldn't actually attend.
After all, relationships aren't about what's on the surface; what matters is how well you treat each other in private.
To be honest, this was the first time Jiang Ranxing had ever met the Wen family.
"What, the Wen family still doesn't like these kinds of occasions?"
Jiang Ranxing didn't pay much attention and spoke casually.
Wen Qingrang could tell that her mind had already wandered far away and that she had no intention of talking to him.
"Isn't Mrs. Fu the same?"
It's Mrs. Fu again.
Jiang Ranxing didn't like being called that, and he didn't understand Wen Qingrang's intentions, so he didn't want to talk to him anymore.
"It doesn't matter whether it's true or not, Mr. Wen, please do as you see fit."
Jiang Ranxing ignored him and closed her eyes for a light sleep. She had more important and pressing matters to deal with and had no mind to talk about anything else.
She needs to figure out how to discuss the divorce with Grandpa Fu.
Wen Qingrang knew he had been turned away, but he wasn't angry. He simply sat down in the chair opposite Jiang Ranxing and patiently sipped his tea.
Fu Shenyuan had just finished discussing business with Old Master Fu when he arrived at the banquet hall but did not see Jiang Ranxing.
Where is she?
President's assistant Tan Shen pointed out the floor-to-ceiling window.
"Madam looks a little tired; she's probably resting in the garden."
Fu Shenyuan walked to the window and saw the scene before him.
A man and a woman were sitting under a tree.
They look like a mismatched couple.
Fu Shenyuan's gaze was low.
"Why is Wen Qingrang here?"
Tan Shen said, "Young Master Wen brought rare calligraphy and paintings to celebrate the master's birthday as a sign of respect."
Fu Shenyuan then asked, "Does Wen Qingrang know her?"
Tan Shen said, "President Fu, I'm not quite sure about that."
Fu Shenyuan said with some dissatisfaction, "Go and call her back. The old man wants to see her."
Fu Shenyuan glanced out the window, picked up his wine glass, and left.
Tan Shen was ordered to go and invite Jiang Ranxing.
"Miss Jiang, the master requests your presence."
Jiang Ranxing opened his eyes and saw Tan Shen. He looked around but didn't see Fu Shenyuan. Slightly disappointed, he got up and left.
She didn't say a word to Wen Qingrang.
Instead, Wen Qingrang held his teacup and pondered for a while before a smile appeared on his lips.
Miss Jiang...
This is interesting.
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