E.lin is a top luxury brand that mainly deals in jewelry. Tonight's dinner not only brought together some industry professionals, but also many celebrities who walked the red carpet.
The banquet was held in Qiongwan, with its white sails and rippling water. Considering the season, the main venue was not arranged by the sea, but at Suhai Manor, which was ancient, solemn, elegant and serene.
Unlike the quiet outside the courtyard, the corridor was bustling with noise.
Fu Wenzhou moved even faster than Song Chang. He got out of the car, his long legs were particularly eye-catching, his trousers were straight without any wrinkles, he had broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and his aura was imposing.
The man turned to the side, bent down slightly, and opened the rear door.
Song Qingyou's gaze lingered on his face for a moment before settling on his long, slender hands.
The moonlight was intense, pale and cold, casting a frosty glow over the courtyard. A woman walked in, her demeanor aloof and detached, like a thousand mountains covered in snow. Her eyes were beautiful, her features exquisite, her face clear and flowing, her elegance like that of an Eastern ink painting, possessing the ultimate charm.
With such a stunning face, the person standing next to her doesn't look out of place at all.
Almost as soon as the two appeared, everyone's attention was drawn to them.
Song Qingyou, with her shawl draped over her shoulders, her jet-black hair pressing down on her dark blue cheongsam, had barely touched the ground when a thick down jacket was draped over her.
She slightly raised her eyes. "Not angry anymore?"
Fu Wenzhou snorted coldly: "Give birth."
"..." Why is this wolf cub so temperamental?
Song Qingyou remained silent. Fu Wenzhou had previously promised not to enter as her boyfriend, and there was much speculation about their relationship, but speculation and actual confirmation were two different things.
After Fu Wenzhou dressed her, he went to the other side without going with her.
Nevertheless, the fact that the two of them got out of the same car still drew a lot of criticism.
"Are these two really together?"
"Most likely, Fu Wenzhou personally sent his uncle's family in because of her."
"Tsk, she's really good-looking, both innocent and seductive. No wonder the mad dog is biting her so relentlessly."
"Ha, Aunt and nephew, aren't they afraid of being laughed at if word gets out!"
Most of the gazes directed at Song Qingyou from all directions were filled with disdain and contempt, with a small portion being the look of someone eyeing prey.
In Beijing's elite circles, power and influence matter. She is still the unloved youngest daughter of the Song family. In the past, she had Fu Wenzhou, that mad dog, to protect her. Now that Fu Wenzhou has gone elsewhere, she is all alone in the courtyard, so naturally no one will take Song Qingyou seriously.
Song Qingyou fiddled with her prayer beads, her eyes cold and indifferent as she calmly walked inside.
The head of E.lin Greater China was chatting and laughing with others in the middle of the party when he caught sight of Song Qingyou out of the corner of his eye. He quickly put down his wine glass, walked over with a smile, opened his arms and hugged her: "Long time no see, Ms. Song."
"Long time no see." Out of courtesy, Song Qingyou gave him a light hug in return: "Long time no see, James."
Not far away—
With a "bang".
The sound of a wine glass shattering.
Fu Wenzhou clenched his fist, startling everyone sitting nearby.
Gu Bai quickly pried his hand open and saw that his palm was embedded with shards of metal, bleeding from the wound. It looked horrifying, and he exclaimed, "Are you crazy?!"
Xu Zezhan frowned as well. He knew without a doubt why Fu Wenzhou had suddenly gone crazy: "Hugs are the proper etiquette in foreign countries. Why are you reacting so strongly? Isn't this just human nature?"
Fu Wenzhou's eyes were sinister and terrifying, and his tone was deeper than an ancient well: "Human nature my ass!"
Gu Bai looked at Fu Wenzhou's hand, which was covered in scarlet bloodstains, and for some reason, he felt a vague unease. Was Fu Wenzhou's possessiveness towards Song Qingyou too strong? It was almost to the point of obsession.
If Song Qingyou were a pure white flower willingly kept indoors, that would be one thing, but she is not.
He turned his gaze to the man's face, which was even more somber than a deep pool, and for the first time, his expression turned serious: "Fu Wenzhou, I haven't said much about your relationship with Song Qingyou, but I have to remind you today that Song Qingyou isn't a clinging vine; she won't let you manipulate her. Today, she just gave someone a polite hug, and you acted like you wanted to kill James. Have you considered that if she wins the battle for Song's ownership, she'll come into contact with even more people? What will you do then? Keep her confined at home?"
Fu Wenzhou's eyes reddened slightly at the corners, and his dark, cold gaze radiated a danger as deep as an abyss.
Xu Zezhan calmly took a drag of his cigarette. "Don't worry, he wouldn't dare."
Under Gu Bai's questioning gaze, he said calmly, "Song Qingyou left him in the pouring rain back then and then went on to marry Fu Tingshen. In the three years that followed, did you see what he did? Oh, he probably wanted to, but when Song Qingyou put on a stern face or coughed a few times, he immediately chickened out. He's so afraid of his wife, what are you worried about?"
Gu Bai: "..."
Xu Zezhan flicked his cigarette ash and glanced at Fu Wenzhou, whose face was as black as charcoal. "Did you see what he had tied around his neck?"
Gu Bai examined it closely and asked doubtfully, "No."
"Tsk." Xu Zezhan scoffed lightly: "A dog leash, Song Qingyou put it on him."
"..." Gu Bai swallowed hard and secretly gave Xu Zezhan a thumbs up: "Dude, you really dare to speak your mind."
Fu Wenzhou gave Xu Zezhan a sharp look, a cold smirk playing on his lips, and then kicked him.
Xu Zezhan clutched his knee in pain, a cigarette dangling from his mouth, and stammered, "Damn it! Why the hell did you kick me?"
"You fucking deserve to be kicked." Fu Wenzhou said coldly.
Xu Zezhan: "Did I hit a nerve? Are you getting angry now?"
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