The guests who came to the banquet only thought that this was an internal place of the hotel. After seeing it, they just passed by and did not pay attention to go in, so no one knew about it. Even if someone was curious and walked in, they would be stopped immediately by the bodyguards stationed in the dark.

There is a private room hidden deep in the corridor. Normally, it is unattended. But today, even the lights are turned off. It is obvious that a guest has booked this room in a low-key manner.

Inside the box.

The lit laptop screen was displaying a conference call.

The IP location indicates that the video window in France is open. In the video, a tough-looking man is sitting at a desk, with a bandit-like scar faintly running down his brow.

As soon as the video was connected, he leaned back in the leather chair in a lazy posture and said, "In less than half a month, the old man will be gone. The doctor has already issued a critical illness notice."

Xiao Jingyu on the other end of the video said, "Xunzi, can you be more casual? He's your father."

Fu Xun sneered, "Is he worthy?"

"Has the critical illness notice been announced to the public? Any movement from the board of directors?" Unlike Xiao Jingyu who loved to make jokes, his brother Xiao Jingheng came up and talked about serious matters.

Fu Xun replied: "Not yet, but soon. The old man's will remains unchanged. He still wants to leave the company to his biological son. He is going to give me a little money to get rid of me."

"Your father is really cruel." Xiao Jingyu sneered.

They were both sons, but Tai-Yi was extremely partial to the older one and wanted to give all the assets under his name to him.

As for his youngest son Fu Xun, he was so stingy and cold-blooded that he treated him as if he were air and never cared about Fu Xun's life or death. Now, at the last minute, he even wanted to give the Fu Group, which Fu Xun had worked so hard to build, to his eldest son.

The reason is simple. Fu's father always loved only his first wife, but unfortunately she died young, leaving behind a son. Later, he was forced to marry his second wife, Fu Xun's mother. Naturally, he could not have any feelings for her, and did not like Fu Xun either.

I thought Fu Xun was miserable enough having such a father, but who would have thought that Fu Xun's mother was a love-brained person who would stay with her husband even though she had unrequited love for him, and she also loved her husband's ex-wife's son as well.

Even if the other party did not appreciate it, she would always warn her own son Fu Xun to never compete with his brother for anything. No matter who was right or wrong, Fu's mother would always scold Fu Xun.

Fu Xun is a typical example of a person who grew up on his own, with no love from his father and no care from his mother.

Xiao Jingheng hesitated for two seconds, "I heard that your brother has been getting close to some shareholders on the board of directors recently. It seems that he has made up his mind to compete with you for the position of heir to the Fu family."

This guy is not a good person. Although he rarely shows up in Fu's company, the title of Young Master Fu still has an unshakable position in the group. The last time the project secrets were leaked, Fu Xun was held accountable by the entire board of directors. It was this guy who did it. If Shi Yan hadn't come to the rescue in time, Fu Xun would have been kicked out of the leadership long ago.

Xiao Jingyu was not very nervous. "What are you afraid of? These foreign old men care about money the most. We have an absolute trump card in hand. Are we afraid that they will run to your brother? Everything goes according to plan."

After chatting for a while, the three of them relaxed. Fu Xun shouted from the other end of the video, "Tsk, why doesn't our absolute ace come out to speak? Where is A Yan? A Yan, A Yan!"

"He didn't come?"

"Coming." Xiao Jingheng answered, and turned the laptop around, pointing the camera at the sofa in the corner of the box.

A boy wearing a black coat and with a cold look on his face sat on a single sofa with his eyes downcast, staring at the screen of his mobile phone in his hand. It was unknown what he was thinking, but one could clearly feel that a gloomy and depressing atmosphere was enveloping him.

Xiao Jingyu covered his lips with the back of his hand, leaned closer to the laptop, and beeped softly, "Ayan is emoting, please don't disturb me."

Fu Xun was in France and didn't know what was going on. Just as he was about to ask what was going on, he saw the two brothers Xiao Jingheng and Xiao Jingyu opposite him suddenly turned their heads.

It seemed like I could vaguely hear some noise coming from downstairs.

Xiao Jingyu stood up immediately. The box had glass windows, so he could look down and see the banquet hall downstairs clearly.

"It's a 100 percent hit."

Xiao Jingheng asked, "What are you looking at?"

After saying that, he also stood up and walked over. After seeing the scene below, he raised his eyebrows and turned to look at Shi Yan who was sitting on the single sofa, saying meaningfully, "A Yan, do you want to come and see? There are people throwing darts downstairs, and it's quite exciting."

Shi Yan didn't move at all, clearly showing no interest.

Xiao Jingheng stopped trying to persuade him and exchanged a glance with his younger brother Xiao Jingyu. The latter understood what he meant and said, "Brother, look, doesn't the man throwing the darts look familiar?"

Xiao Jingheng pretended to be serious, "Yes, he looks familiar, what's his name?"

"I need to think about it. I can't remember it for the moment. Wait, I remember it now. It seems that her name is Sheng Yuan——"

Shi Yan raised his eyelids almost before the word "Sheng Yuan" came out.

Then the next second, the two brothers Xiao Jingheng and Xiao Jingyu felt a gust of wind blowing by their side, and Fu Xun on the other end of the laptop video saw a black shadow flash by.

With a "bang", the door was opened and then closed, and Shi Yan was no longer in the box.

“…” -In the banquet hall lounge.

"Aunt, from childhood to adulthood, no one has ever dared to humiliate me in public like this. That girl called Sheng Yuan is at least a guest at our family's banquet. By doing this, she is not taking you and uncle seriously!"

Zheng Baozhu hugged Mrs. Xu and cried as if she had suffered a great humiliation.

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Xu, who always doted on her in various ways, did not come to comfort her for a long time. She looked at Zheng Baozhu for a while with no expression on her face, her eyes full of disappointment, and suddenly said, "Baozhu, pack your things tonight, and I will send someone to take you home tomorrow morning."

Zheng Baozhu's crying stopped abruptly, "What?"

She couldn't believe what she heard and refused strongly, "Aunt, why are you sending me home? I don't want to go home!"

Originally, she was just pretending to cry, with a hint of pity in her eyes, but now she was crying for real. Unfortunately, Mrs. Xu didn't even look at her. She walked towards her husband who had entered the lounge and asked anxiously, "How is it?"

Father Xu pondered for a moment, "Li Zhi said that if we let him handle it, he will do his best to satisfy Miss Sheng."

Mrs. Xu was still worried. "I will go to the Sheng family again tomorrow. Fortunately, Mrs. Sheng and I still have some friendship as classmates."

Zheng Baozhu was dumbfounded when she heard this. She was the one who was tricked and humiliated, so why should she try to satisfy Sheng Yuan?

And why do my uncle and aunt look so serious, as if they are facing some thorny and difficult problems.

The housekeeper standing by looked at Zheng Baozhu, who had caused a big disaster and didn't know how to change, and sighed and shook his head, feeling a little resentful in his heart.

The Xu family had spent so much time and effort preparing for today's reception, but who would have thought that it would be ruined by the lady's beloved niece.

Miss Zheng Baozhu really has no clue what's going on. Even at this moment, she still wants the lady to vent her anger. It's no exaggeration to say that she is an ungrateful person.

Thanks to Snacks, Xuanhua, and Mumulin’s wife for their monthly tickets~~