Chapter 14
The company's anniversary celebration was a major event, and even Zhuang Haiming personally attended to check on the progress of the arrangements.
As cunning as he is, he specifically instructed the administration department to make his poster stand out in the center and to heavily edit the image.
"Ya Zhi, has your mother returned yet?" To emphasize his image as a loving husband, he had made a special phone call a few days ago to remind Su Sinan to come back to the company for the anniversary celebration. Now that it was getting dark but she hadn't arrived yet, he seemed a little anxious.
He wandered around looking at things, but his main focus was on the shimmering dress, and he couldn't wait to put it on.
"It looks like it would look really cool on him!"
Zhuang Yazhi casually chimed in, "He's so beautiful."
"Alright, alright, don't make fun of me at my age." He turned around and beckoned the hairstylist to come and do his hair.
At 6 p.m., luxury cars gathered downstairs at the company. Not only people from Haicheng, but also dignitaries from several surrounding cities were invited to attend in their finest attire.
Will Miss Su be attending tonight?
"I've only met her once before from afar, but we didn't get to talk. I wish I could be friends with Miss Su."
The noise inside and outside was deafening, with everyone talking about Su Sinan. This made Zhuang Haiming, who had just stepped out the door to greet the guests, feel very embarrassed. Even though his clothes were already dazzling enough, the presence of the Splendid Dynasty drew all the attention away from him.
Under the spotlight, he paled in comparison, his disappointment hidden deep within, replaced by anger that darkened his pupils.
But in the blink of an eye, he quickly composed himself, raised his head, and greeted everyone in a friendly manner with his usual serene demeanor: "Oh, Mr. Lu, this way please, this way please, it's been a long time."
"President Jiang, you have come from afar. Please forgive me if I have failed to greet you properly."
The group turned around, greeted each other politely, and then followed each other into the room. Their courteous manner suggested they weren't very familiar with each other.
The banquet hall on the 22nd floor is a 500-square-meter space complete with a dance floor, bar, and restaurant. The crystal chandelier ceiling, red cloth, and gold walls make it even more dazzling.
"I presume this is Miss Zhuang?"
The noisy banquet hall suddenly switched to a vocal performance, with rapid accompaniment.
Zhuang Yazhi wore a fitted black velvet gown with sparkling rhinestones that extended to the gradient hem, swaying like ripples on water as she walked, exuding elegance and sophistication.
With red lips and black eyebrows, her delicate makeup was understated yet elegant. Her brown eyes were both alluring and seductive, like a small snake demon. Her innate haughtiness and disdainful disdain created a powerful and awe-inspiring presence that captivated the entire audience.
Seize all the attention and become the center of attention.
After Zhuang Yazhi appeared, dozens of bodyguards cleared the way for her, and a stunningly beautiful woman in red and white made her grand entrance through the magnificent gate.
Su Sinan, who had not appeared in public for a long time, once again became the focus of attention. She wore an elegant retro red dress and walked with a dignified demeanor. Beside her, Shen Yiheng wore a pure white suit. His strong frame and the way he raised his hand exuded a powerful aura. His slicked-back hair and the mole between his eyebrows made him look wild and unruly.
Hei Jiao was in front, and Wang Quan Hong Bai was behind. The three of them formed their own path, exuding an aura of authority without anger.
"President Shen actually came with Miss Su. So... what are they?"
"Could it be that, as the rumors say, President Shen and Miss Zhuang are about to get married? It seems he has already won over his future mother-in-law."
The scene immediately erupted in excitement, with everyone speculating and gossiping.
Zhuang Haiming stood on the stage in a daze for a long time before he finally reacted and went to Su Sinan's side to help her up: "Wife, why didn't you tell me you were coming? I could have come to pick you up."
He was a little surprised to see Su Sinan here, since Su Sinan never participated in any of the company's events, big or small.
Now that she's not only here, but she's also appearing alongside Shen Yiheng, he's momentarily at a loss.
“You have too much to do, I can handle it myself.” Su Sinan always spoke politely, giving Zhuang Haiming face in front of all the guests.
In the blink of an eye, Zhuang Haiming's attention fell on Shen Yiheng, and he said with what he considered humility and respect: "Welcome, President Shen."
He glanced at Shen Yiheng, then his furtive gaze shifted to Su Sinan, secretly observing her. The two seemed particularly familiar with each other, chatting and laughing. He wondered when Su Sinan had gotten into this relationship.
Shen Yiheng responded to Zhuang Haiming with a polite smile, his gaze never leaving Zhuang Yazhi.
"Ya Ya, come here," Su Sinan called her beloved daughter to her side, and then introduced Shen Yiheng with great ceremony: "President Shen of the Shen Group, let's get to know each other and become friends. My car broke down on the way here, and thanks to President Shen, he appeared in time to help me fix it. There aren't many kind and helpful young men like him."
Zhuang Yazhi took it as a lame joke; kindness was not his usual style.
The anniversary celebration began with a ball. Zhuang Yazhi, dressed in a graceful black dress, turned away from Shen Yiheng and danced naturally to the rhythm of the music.
Shen Yiheng followed closely, his eyes following and his body moving forward. Their black and white silhouettes lingered on the dance floor, one in front of the other. Finally, he caught a chance to hold hands and dance together at the corner, cutting off any possible gap to escape.
A muscular, 1.9-meter-tall body approached with the flash of the camera, pressing down inch by inch until his breath was hot against his skin, panting softly in his ear: "Auntie said we can get to know each other and become friends."
Zhuang Yazhi turned her head arrogantly, and with a loud slap to the music, pushed Shen Yiheng away with brute force. She didn't have to listen to everything her mother said.
A gentle yet powerful blow landed on my shoulder, the light touch of a cloud tracing the crisscrossing blood vessels beneath my skin.
Shen Yiheng chuckled, took a deep breath, his large chest heaving, and his charming brows relaxed. Rebellious and unyielding, with a hint of coquettishness, he was both frustrating and infuriating, yet indescribably wonderful.
As a melodious piece of music ended, Zhuang Haiming, the CEO of the event organizer, walked onto the central stage amidst the praise of the crowd. He appeared to be low-key, but he boasted about his achievements over the years in great detail, as if he wanted everyone to know how awesome he was and that the Zhuang family would not function without him.
Shareholders in the audience: "Yes, yes, yes." (Applause)
One of the guests glanced at Su Sinan, and seeing her smile, quickly clapped his hands to congratulate her: "President Zhuang is outstanding, truly a role model for us all. He's exceptional, absolutely outstanding."
Zhuang Yazhi closed her eyes, feeling nauseous, utterly disgusted.
After her speech, she made an excuse to leave, not wanting to stay in the meeting room where the atmosphere was filled with self-proclaimed superiority.
I finally managed to get some rest in the lounge, but then I heard some rustling voices next to me, and if you listened carefully, you could even hear them kissing.
"Didn't you say you'd give me the sinking project? How come it ended up in your hands again?"
The sound of the clamp is disgusting, and it's a male clamp, old, hoarse, and clamp-like.
"What are you saying?" The sharp female voice seemed dissatisfied, but there was also a hint of coquetry in it.
"Isn't it the same whether you give it to me or I give it to you? It's all going to our son anyway."
Zhuang Yazhi carefully opened the door a crack. The room was dark, and only two black figures could be seen.
They drew closer, intertwined, and mingled until they became indistinguishable, merging together into a black illusion, leaving only lingering murmurs and whispers.
The sofa is small, but it can comfortably seat two people.
The man's profile was illuminated by light and shadow on the wall, and he raised his head with a shout, ending the heated battle.
Even if he turned to ashes, Zhuang Yazhi would still recognize him.
The anniversary party is still going on outside, but the two of them are so impatient. It's obvious that the scumbag dad is really hungry.
As for that woman...
Zhuang Yazhi turned on her phone. Shen Qianli was the chairman of Zhong Sheng Group and a former shareholder of the Zhuang family business. Due to her substantial family assets and extensive network, almost every project she spearheaded experienced explosive growth in recent years, achieving remarkable success.
Especially after securing the Shenhai project, he became famous both inside and outside Haicheng, gaining power and prestige, and successfully becoming a top-tier enterprise.
Surprisingly, Shen Qianli had known her mother, Su Sinan, since childhood, and the two still kept in touch after their marriage.
That's rubbish.
In his previous life, Zhuang Yazhi felt like the sky was falling when he learned about this, and even wanted to take a knife and kill the two of them.
But after experiencing one lifetime, Zhuang Yazhi will no longer be so impulsive. In this lifetime, she wants to slowly torment the two of them to death.
Amidst the interplay of fragmented light and shadow, a hand lurks in the darkness, ready to pounce, while a cell phone video recorder weaves in the gaps, capturing the beautiful moment between the two.
They were hoping the two of them could have a great time and not leave empty-handed.
Meanwhile, on the other side of the lounge, another door was quietly and stealthily opened. The furtive gaze shifted from guilt to shock, and anger burned within the red eyes like kerosene.
Cai Siyue gripped the door tightly, silently howling and sobbing.
Not far away, Zhuang Yazhi skillfully captured this scene.
Finally, everyone is here.
"You're a little naughty."
A deep, magnetic male voice came from behind me.
Zhuang Ya remained calm and composed. The figure behind her moved stealthily, but he couldn't escape her keen hearing. He always liked to scare people from behind like that.
"Are you a pervert? Why do you keep chasing after me?"
Whether it was three years ago or three years later, it always feels both cloying and sticky.
Shen Yiheng thought Zhuang Yazhi's voice was very pleasant, cold yet stubborn, so he was happy to listen to her talk, even if she was cursing.
He tentatively took another step closer, only to be ruthlessly pushed away by habit.
"Auntie said we should get to know each other and maybe become friends." The playful whispers echoed, like invisible threads binding the two together, drawing them closer once more in a moment of sadness.
If it weren't for his physical limitations, Zhuang Yazhi would have kicked him out the door. Using his mother's words as a weapon is just too despicable.
After the indoor exercise ended, Zhuang Yazhi picked up her phone, turned around, and walked away without a second thought, ignoring the stares following her.
She reasonably suspected that Shen Yiheng must have damaged her mother's car on the way there; making up excuses to get close to her was one of his specialties.
At the anniversary celebration venue, Su Sinan, as the host, greeted the guests with elegance and poise, appearing beautiful and radiant.
"Long time no see, Ms. Su." Luo Tianze, chairman of Red Maple Capital, approached and invited Su Sinan to drink with him.
Despite having known each other for many years, Luo Tianze remained arrogant and superior, even raising his wine glass one centimeter higher than others.
Her ears were higher than her sword-like eyebrows, exuding both sharpness and shrewdness, and she was incredibly dashing. Although she was nearly forty, she was still charming and alluring, outshining all others.
"Long time no see," Su Sinan replied with a polite clink of glasses, her tone unusually indifferent and formal.
She approached with a purpose in mind, not even bothering to pretend, and said with a sarcastic laugh, "I just saw Shen Qianli here, how come she's disappeared in the blink of an eye?"
The casual conversation stirred up a thousand waves in Su Sinan's heart, even though she remained outwardly calm.
"He probably went to take a dump."
Luo Tianze choked on a mouthful of red wine before she could react, and she felt nauseous.
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