Zheng Baozhu was getting angrier and angrier the more she thought about it. She had taken the initiative once, but was ignored. Whenever she thought back to the scene at that time, she felt her face getting hot with embarrassment and she felt extremely embarrassed.

But in fact, she felt more regretful. The boy was really handsome. Even if he did nothing, just standing there was enough to make people fall in love with him at first sight. Her main idea was to get to know him, but the result was...

Zheng Baozhu became more and more upset as he threw the darts.

At this time, a woman seized the opportunity and squeezed in from a gap behind the crowd. Compared with the dresses of the young girls around Zheng Baozhu, the dress she was wearing looked obviously not so luxurious and eye-catching, and a little ordinary.

This is true. Women can't afford to wear expensive dresses. The only reason they can come to the banquet is that they beg and persuade many people to come.

The purpose of her coming was simple enough, which was to make as many friends as possible in the circle of power and influence. She was very smart and had a lot of gossip, so she found out from all sides that the mixed-race girl in front of her was Mrs. Xu's beloved niece, so her goal was clear.

The woman approached Zheng Baozhu, her tone a little exaggerated with concern, "Dear, what's wrong? What happened?"

Zheng Baozhu was in no mood to answer, and without even turning her head, she asked, "What does it have to do with you?"

The woman's expression remained unchanged, and she still had a smile on her face. "My dear, you are so beautiful, it's a pity to show such an expression."

No one dislikes compliments. Zheng Baozhu turned around and finally gave the woman a look. The woman smiled even more and said, "Dear, I just heard vaguely that you are looking for someone, right?"

Zheng Baozhu's tone was not very good, "What?"

"Nothing, I just wanted to tell you, dear, maybe I can help you find it. I grew up in Beijing and I know a lot of people."

"Really?" Zheng Baozhu finally showed some interest. She thought that even if she failed to flirt with him, she still wanted to know his name, so she asked, "Are you from the circle of aristocratic families in Beijing?"

The woman's expression was slightly stiff for a moment. She was just a marginal figure in the circle of aristocratic families in Beijing. But she didn't say it clearly, and her tone was ambiguous, "Dear, why don't you tell me first?"

"You can just call me Baozhu," Zheng Baozhu's attitude towards the woman improved a little, and then she recalled for a moment, paused, and said, "He...his last name is Shi, he is the grandson of the Shi family, he is very tall, very...very handsome."

"The eldest young master of the Shi family, Shi Xuan?"

"No." Zheng Baozhu denied it quickly. She remembered clearly that there were two people following Mr. Shi at that time. The one in front introduced himself and asked a question. That one was Shi Xuan. "It was the other one."

The woman's eyebrows moved and she replied, "You mean, the second young master of the Shi family?"

"Yes!" That's right, Zheng Baozhu couldn't wait to ask, "What's his name?"

"Shiyan, the inkstone of inkstone."

"...Shi Yan, Shi Yan."

It turns out his name is Shi Yan. I didn’t expect the name to be so nice. Zheng Baozhu repeated these two words with shining eyes.

She was so lost in her fantasy that she didn't notice that the moment the woman said the name, all the young women in dresses behind her, the daughters of wealthy families, all changed their expressions.

They never thought that the boy that Zheng Baozhu failed to flirt with turned out to be the young master of the Shi family! Originally, this matter was harmless, and the title of the young master of the Shi family would not make them so shocked. The key point was... if they knew it was Shi Yan, they would never say this even if they were beaten to death.

The young ladies looked at each other and read the same emotion in each other's eyes.

Here, the woman saw Zheng Baozhu's little girl's expression and understood why she was looking for someone. She couldn't help but speak, but still told the truth, "Baozhu, this Master Shi Yan, he is already...engaged."

These words were like a blow to the head. Zheng Baozhu raised her head suddenly, her face darkening, "What did you say?!"

Before Zheng Baozhu's mood could fluctuate greatly, the woman said something that brought about an unexpected turn of events.

"But two days ago, they broke off the engagement."

Meeting Zheng Baozhu's eyes, the woman thought of the untrue rumor she had heard two days ago. She struggled with her guilt for a long time, and when she spoke again, she was sure, "Yes, it's true. Not long ago, the young lady who was engaged to the Shi family returned the ring."

What it means to return the ring is self-explanatory.

Zheng Baozhu was stunned when she heard this, as if she was very surprised that Shi Yan was the one who was broken off. She didn't know what she was thinking about, but she felt an inexplicable anger in her heart and developed an inexplicable hostility towards the girl who broke off the engagement with Shi Yan.

"Who is she? She said she would cancel the engagement so easily? What does she look like?" Zheng Baozhu said as she subconsciously looked towards the center of the banquet hall. She thought that all the aristocratic families in Beijing would be present at today's banquet, and that girl might have come as well.

This directly stumped the woman. How could she know who the young lady from the broken engagement was? She vaguely knew that her last name was Sheng, but she didn't know her name at all, because that was all the gossip she could get.

Facing Zheng Baozhu's questioning gaze, the woman was about to speak haltingly when someone answered for her.

"Her name is Sheng Yuan."

Zheng Baozhu and the woman looked up at the same time and found that the person who spoke was one of the rich girls who had been surrounding them.

"The one betrothed to the young master of the Shi family is the eldest daughter of the Sheng family, Sheng Yuan," the young lady repeated clearly, then frowned and looked at the woman with contempt, "Whose family are you from? I advise you not to talk nonsense about things you don't know, and keep your mouth shut."

After she finished speaking, she looked at Zheng Baozhu again. When she spoke, she no longer had the close attitude she had initially shown toward Mrs. Xu's niece, and her expression became obviously distant.

Like a response to Zheng Baozhu's unkind question, "What does she look like?"

"The eldest lady of the Sheng family is very beautiful."

After hearing this, Zheng Baozhu's face immediately showed two words: "I don't believe it."

The rich lady simply took out her phone and said, "If you want to know, I have a video here, you can come and see it."

Zheng Baozhu walked over directly and her eyes fell on the mobile phone screen of the rich lady. (End of this chapter)