The most luxurious banquet hall of Yacheng Hotel was booked by the Xu family.

A month ago, the Xu family moved back to Beijing from France. Everyone in the aristocratic family circle knew about this. They were once a well-known noble family in Beijing. Even after living abroad for many years, their relationship with the aristocratic family circle remained close. Therefore, there were quite a few powerful and influential people present today.

In a corner of the banquet, several women in evening gowns were surrounding a young girl. They had smiles on their faces and were friendly in every way they spoke.

"Oh my God, Baozhu, your new necklace is so beautiful. It must be a high-end one, right? It's really beautiful."

"It's not just the necklace that's beautiful. It's mainly because our clavicle is so delicate that the necklace looks even better."

"Yes, yes, yes."

After all the compliments, there was no smile on the young girl's face. She was pretty, half mixed-race, with delicate makeup and a haute couture dress. However, her expression was a little gloomy. When she heard others talking to her, she had a cold face and looked obviously angry and unhappy.

"Oh, Baozhu, are you still angry?"

The young girl snorted coquettishly: "No one has ever dared to ignore me like this."

The girl called Baozhu's full name is Zheng Baozhu. She is the niece of Mrs. Xu, the hostess of today's banquet.

Mrs. Xu had only one son, but she favored her daughter and loved her sister's daughter as her own daughter. Zheng Baozhu's family lived in a city next to Beijing. A week after Mrs. Xu returned to China, she sent someone to bring Zheng Baozhu to Beijing to live. This shows how much she loved her niece.

Although Zheng Baozhu's family could only be considered marginal figures in the aristocratic family circle, because of the Xu family, Zheng Baozhu was spoiled and raised like a rich lady, and grew up in flattery.

So it's understandable that she is naturally spoiled and rarely encounters anything unpleasant.

But just half an hour ago -

Not long after the banquet started, Zheng Baozhu lingered beside Madam Xu and refused to leave, causing Madam Xu to smile helplessly. She patted the back of her niece's hand lovingly, "Why do you feel bored, Baozhu? There are many young people like you here today. You can make more friends. Otherwise, I'll ask the etiquette officer to take you with me."

"Aunt, please forgive me. I dare not go to such a fierce and icy cousin. If I do, I might as well go home and sleep now."

Mrs. Xu couldn't help laughing when she heard this. "It's not that exaggerated. Your cousin is just a bit dull and doesn't talk much."

Zheng Baozhu did not dare to agree, but Mrs. Xu began to tease her about having a boyfriend. From time to time, people from the aristocratic family circle came forward to greet Mrs. Xu, and the elders were usually followed by their younger generations.

When they met the young master, Madam Xu whispered to her niece, "This child looks good and well-mannered. He even took the initiative to greet you just now."

Zheng Baozhu drooped her eyes listlessly, showing no interest at all. She found an excuse for herself and said with a coquettish smile, "Aunt, I don't want to fall in love at all now."

Before Mrs. Xu had time to tease Zheng Baozhu about what she said, another guest from the banquet came over to greet her. The waiter who led the way said the visitor's surname was Shi.

Seeing the visitor, Mrs. Xu immediately looked respectful. Even Father Xu, who was not far away, walked over quickly. The couple greeted him in turn. Father Xu extended his hand and said, "Mr. Shi, I'm glad to have you here."

Mr. Shi, dressed in a smart Tang suit, raised his hand to respond and smiled, "Nephew Xu, you are too polite."

Father Xu also smiled and looked behind Old Man Shi, "These two must be the two young masters of your grandchildren, they are really handsome."

He didn't notice that his niece beside him had already stood there.

Zheng Baozhu looked up slightly with a dazed look in her eyes.

The boy in front of her was wearing a black coat. He was tall and slender, with a cold and pale face and dark eyebrows. The lines of his facial features were smooth and sharp, and he was breathtakingly eye-catching. There was a kind of snow-like coldness and a sense of distance between his brows that kept people at a distance of a thousand miles.

But Zheng Baozhu couldn't take her eyes off him. She subconsciously wanted to find a mirror, tidy up her hair and skirt, and then began to look forward to hearing this boy respond to the greetings from Xu's father and mother like the previous ones.

But her wish was not fulfilled.

After hearing the man called the eldest master, named Shi Xuan, politely call him Uncle Xu, the boy stood at the back from beginning to end, always keeping his eyes downcast, as if nothing could attract his attention.

In the end, Zheng Baozhu didn't even hear what his voice sounded like until he walked away and his figure was lost in the crowd at the banquet. Only when Mrs. Xu noticed that she was distracted and patted her on the shoulder did Zheng Baozhu come to her senses.

She couldn't wait to ask, "Aunt, who was that boy just now? What's his name?"

Mrs. Xu didn't react for a moment, "What? Which one?"

Zheng Baozhu was already showing a shy smile without realizing it and shook her head, "It's okay, I...I'll go ask myself!"

Then, without paying any attention to Mrs. Xu asking her where she was going, she lifted her skirt and walked towards the banquet hall. She was completely different from the uninterested look she had three minutes ago.

Zheng Baozhu searched the huge banquet hall for two rounds, and her feet were sore from walking in her high heels. Finally, she found the person outside the balcony through the gap in the curtains blown by the wind.

There is an ambient wall lamp outside the balcony to provide lighting.

The boy stood by the railing, the light from the screen in his hand shining on his face. From the side, the shadows of his eyelashes and high nose bridge were clearly imprinted, and the fingers holding the dark frame of the phone were long and pale.

He stared at the screen, as if checking messages. I don’t know if he caught a cold. He kept putting his other hand against his lips and occasionally coughed softly.

Zheng Baozhu clenched her fingers as if to encourage herself, walked over, and spoke in a softer voice, "Well, the wind on the balcony is very strong, why don't you come in?"

After saying this, Zheng Baozhu felt nervous.

This was the first time that she took the initiative to say hello to a member of the opposite sex. She was pretty and mixed-race, and boys usually surrounded her, so she rarely had such awkward and passive moments. But at the same time, she thought, she could finally hear his voice.

Then Zheng Baozhu waited for a while, a long while.

The boy seemed to have neither heard her voice nor seen her. He just kept looking at his phone without moving.

A few seconds later.

He turned off the light of his cell phone, passed by Zheng Baozhu who was standing there in a daze, and walked away as if passing through air. (End of this chapter)