The entire venue was bustling with activity.
The men, dressed in suits, were dashing and debonair; the women, in their elegant attire, vied for attention with their stunning beauty.
In such situations, one simply engages in constant small talk with different people.
Fu Wenzhou didn't need to ask anyone else; others would come to toast him.
After a few drinks, he became a little impatient.
I felt even more uneasy.
Everyone present was shrewd; seeing that President Fu was unhappy, no one would be foolish enough to rush up and provoke him.
Everyone else noticed, so naturally Song Qingyou noticed as well.
She was not in good health, so Jiang Xun had arranged a quiet spot for her early on. However, she felt that Fu Wenzhou would inevitably have to socialize in this kind of situation, so she accompanied him, holding a wine glass and standing with him.
He then asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"
Fu Wenzhou said, "Nothing."
Song Qingyou remained silent for a moment.
Okay, so she's throwing a tantrum again.
She discovered that Fu Wenzhou was now frequently throwing tantrums.
But the reasons they always give for making a fuss are always ridiculous.
She wondered to herself what she had done to offend this 'delicate' CEO Fu.
He was perfectly fine on the way here, and everything was normal when we got into the elevator. But after we came out, he was noticeably quieter.
So, who did you meet after entering the venue?
As soon as she fell silent, Fu Wenzhou lost his composure.
The dignified President Fu actually threw a tantrum.
"Youyou, do you know you were wrong?"
Song Qingyou didn't know.
But seeing the man's aggressive and serious demeanor, she couldn't help but be momentarily stunned. Perhaps she had indeed done something to anger him.
"Uh, I know..."
Fu Wenzhou lowered his eyes slightly, his anger barely subsiding: "Well, then tell me, what did you do wrong?"
Song Qingyou: "..."
To be honest, she didn't know.
She looked at the man, and Fu Wenzhou was looking at her too.
Her eyes were calm and innocent; clearly, she had no idea what he was angry about.
Fu Wenzhou took a swig of wine.
Just as he was about to speak, a family of three walked over and said, "Mr. Fu, I'd like to offer you a toast."
Fu Wenzhou gave a perfunctory smile, clinked glasses with the other person, and then heard the other person introduce himself: "President Fu, I am Zhang Zhao from Shiyuan Company, and this is my son Zhang Shi. Zhang Shi, come over and toast President Fu."
Zhang Shi?
Even Song Qingyou looked over.
She had never actually met Zhang Shi; she had only heard people say that he came from a scholarly family, so she assumed he was a refined and gentle young master.
But looking at it now, I understand what it means to be unworthy of its reputation.
This Zhang Shi was dressed reasonably well, but his eyes were cloudy and unfocused. Even with makeup, he couldn't hide his kidney deficiency.
She regretted it somewhat; sending this kind of person out to provoke Yan Shaoqin had indeed boosted Zhang Shi's status.
Disappointed, she looked away, unaware that the man beside her had been watching all her reactions from beginning to end.
Seeing her look over with expectation, then look away with disappointment, I felt inexplicably relieved.
He even spoke a few more words to the Zhang family.
However, not getting angry is one thing, but her behavior of constantly talking about other men needs to be addressed.
Let's talk about it tonight. When we get home, we can close the door and have a proper talk.
Now that they're out in public, he gives her some face.
Song Qingyou had no idea what the man beside her had been thinking about in those few minutes. Feeling a bit tired from standing, she decided to take a break.
Turning his head, he caught a glimpse of Jiang Xun's figure flashing past behind a pillar.
If she wasn't mistaken, Jiang Xun was being pulled along by Yan Shaoqin just now, right?
She subconsciously looked for the two figures. Not far away, Yan Miao and Lu Yanchen were already playing together with a group of young people, having a lively time.
The venue was packed with people, and Yan Shaoqin and Jiang Xun were nowhere to be seen.
"Youyou".
"Youyou?"
Hearing Fu Wenzhou's voice, she casually responded. The next second, the man pinched her chin and, with a forceful but gentle gesture, turned her face to face him.
At this moment, Fu Wenzhou's face was dark, and his eyes were filled with a dangerous aura that seemed to be brewing a storm.
They even called her by her full name: "Song Qingyou".
Song Qingyou pursed her lips: "Why are you angry again?"
Seeing the man's face darken again, she couldn't help but wonder, is this how it is for everyone who gets married?
Why did she feel that Fu Wenzhou had become increasingly abnormal since they got their marriage certificate?
Her single word "again" completely ignited the grievances in Fu Wenzhou's heart.
He stared at her face intently for a long time. "Feelings really do fade, don't they?"
Song Qingyou's lips twitched: "...Just say what you want to say, don't act."
Fu Wenzhou: "Who were you looking at just now?"
If he finds out which slutty man dares to seduce his Youyou, he won't let it go.
It's hard to say for Song Qingyou, since this is Yan Shaoqin and Jiang Xun's private matter.
He casually replied, "I wasn't looking at anyone."
Fu Wenzhou: "..."
Great, now Youyou has a secret from him.
Fu Wenzhou's gloomy mood persisted until the banquet ended.
Jiang Xun had disappeared, so Jiang Chu personally escorted the two of them to the hotel entrance.
The waiter had already brought the car over, and Fu Wenzhou and Jiang Chu said goodbye with a smile on their handsome faces.
But as soon as he turned around and got into the car, his face went expressionless.
However, when they got into the car, he was clearly holding Song Qingyou's waist, as if he was afraid she would bump into something.
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