"Lu Jingyan!" Shi Wan pinched the man's arm again, but still felt a sharp pain in her fingertips.
Lu Jingyan rubbed Shi Wan's pale fingertips, looking completely innocent, "Who told you your man to be so charming?"
Shi Wan muttered under her breath, "Shameless."
"However, if Ji Chu and Song Heng are doing this for Sister Xiao Yun... what will you do if you're caught in the middle?"
Shi Wan lowered her head, seemingly deep in thought and looking troubled.
“There’s nothing we can do,” Lu Jingyan said, rubbing Shi Wan’s head. “Zhou Yun gave him so many chances, but he didn’t seize them. We’ve tried to persuade him, but it was no use. Now it’s his turn to take responsibility for his actions.”
"Oh? Oh! I didn't expect President Lu to be so understanding." Shi Wanming understood.
When it comes to matters of the heart, whether you make the right or wrong choice is entirely your own, and you can't blame anyone else.
"At that time, Miss, would you be able to spare some time to accompany Mr. Lu downstairs for a meal?" Lu Jingyan asked Shi Wan jokingly.
"It's not impossible," Shi Wan chuckled.
...
A private estate in Beijing.
Zhang Cong wore a bespoke suit, but his fat head and greasy demeanor made the entire bespoke outfit look like cheap knockoffs.
In the bustling banquet hall, Zhang Cong chatted with the guests around him from time to time, while the beautiful woman standing next to him looked completely uninterested.
Lin Zhiyu wore a red side-slit dress today. The collar and chest were designed with a cheongsam-style stand-up collar, while the back featured a daring open-back design.
Lin Zhiyu appeared in the banquet hall arm in arm with Zhang Cong, which did not surprise anyone. During this period, Zhang Cong had frequently taken her to various banquets.
Lin Zhiyu instantly became famous in the elite circles of the capital. The news that she dumped a rich and handsome man and got together with a greasy old man was the talk of the town.
However, people only talk about these things privately for fun, and no one dares to discuss them in public.
Given the Lin family's current situation, they don't take the other powerful families seriously.
But there are still Feng Yunzhou and Zhang Cong, two people whose power in the capital is currently at its zenith.
The major families in the capital city don't have much affection for Zhang Cong. Putting aside the fact that he did something immoral like sleeping with his friend's daughter, he has recently been maliciously acquiring many small and medium-sized enterprises in the capital city, and even openly stealing business from many of the major families.
Which small business stood up and spoke out? That very night, the company was vandalized and robbed, and even after reporting it to the police, no clues could be found.
However, some heads of large corporations dare to speak out, but the next day they either get into a car accident or are attacked.
After a while, no one dared to offend Zhang Cong, this scoundrel.
In business, it's a give-and-take affair, and many established families wouldn't dare say their methods are particularly honorable, but this kind of blatant robbery is unprecedented.
Today's banquet is mainly attended by the management of the companies Zhang Cong acquired, or a few opportunists, with the rest being representatives of the partner companies.
However, he, as the person involved, didn't care about these comments, after all, his methods were even more ruthless back in E-Zone.
Lin Zhiyu, with little interest, linked arms with Zhang Cong and took a sip of champagne in boredom.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a tall, slender figure standing at the door, followed by several bodyguards in black.
Lin Zhiyu raised her alluring eyes and cast a curious glance at the man.
The man had some Chinese features, but his high brow bone and blue eyes also gave him a somewhat Asian appearance.
Lin Zhiyu turned her gaze back to Zhang Cong, her disgust growing even stronger.
They were still engaged to Feng Yunzhou and were considered a golden couple in the capital. Feng Yunzhou's appearance and family background were top-notch in the capital.
Now she can only cling to Zhang Cong, this old man, who is fat, greasy, and full of perverted bad ideas.
Lin Zhiyu hugged Zhang Cong's hand tightly, her snow-white breasts pressing against his arm and trembling, causing Zhang Cong to feel a surge of heat.
"Mr. Zhang... I'm feeling a little unwell and want to go out for some fresh air," Lin Zhiyu whispered coquettishly in the man's ear.
Zhang Cong felt a surge of heat in his heart from the woman's alluring appearance in his arms. "Come back quickly."
After saying that, he grabbed a handful of her buttocks, his lewd eyes instantly narrowing into a straight line.
Lin Zhiyu suppressed her disgust and put on a charming smile as she walked towards the door.
The bodyguards behind the "boss" discreetly led Song Heng into the hall. Today's banquet was just a formality, and they didn't want to attract attention, so they chose a corner sofa to sit down.
Song Heng is still somewhat disheartened because of Zhou Yun's fear and rejection of him.
Is he that scary? Apart from his blue eyes and the fact that he's not quite Chinese, he really can't think of anything about himself that she dislikes.
Song Heng leaned back on the sofa, lost in thought. His long, slender, white fingers occasionally swirled the wine glass in his hand. His well-tailored suit, combined with his imposing demeanor, made him appear even more noble.
Song Heng was unaware that his pensive, downcast gaze had attracted the attention of many women present.
A few bolder individuals tried to approach him with their slender waists, but were stopped by the bodyguards standing not far in front of him.
The women, whose intentions were obvious, could only leave dejectedly.
Lin Zhiyu stood outside the courtyard, from which she could just see the dignified man sitting on the sofa.
Just as she was pondering how to approach him without the bodyguards, she heard Zhang Cong's voice coming from the lobby.
"Eric, it's been a long time!"
Song Heng frowned, a hint of displeasure in his eyes. Who had interrupted his thoughts?
Looking up, she saw Zhang Cong approaching her with a fawning smile.
With a single glance, the bodyguard in front of him immediately understood and reached out to stop the person walking towards him.
Suddenly blocked, Zhang Cong was not annoyed, and still greeted Song Heng in a fawning manner.
“Eric, I’m so sorry for not greeting you sooner. These servants from China are so ignorant. They didn’t come to inform you in advance and didn’t know you would be visiting my humble abode. I should have waited at the manor gate first.”
Zhang Cong's obsequious expression made those around him curious about who this powerful figure sitting on the corner sofa really was.
The person who can make this bully and thug lower his voice must be someone not to be trifled with.
"Mr. Zhang, it's been a long time. I didn't expect you to be doing so well in the capital..." Song Heng glanced at the luxuriously decorated hall and said a single word, "Good."
"I am not very talented. I made my fortune in the capital a few years ago and have some meager assets. Compared with your family's wealth, it is nothing, nothing at all..." Zhang Cong said with a bowing and scraping smile.
"The main table is up ahead; let me take you there. This spot is too out of the way..."
“President Zhang…” Lin Zhiyu swayed her sexy figure and slowly walked to Zhang Cong, turning her body to face Song Heng with the high-slit side of her dress.
She wrapped her arms around the man's arm, speaking softly, but her eyes were fixed on Song Heng without blinking.
Zhang Cong hurriedly pulled away the hands that Lin Zhiyu was holding onto him, and bowed his head respectfully.
Before Lin Zhiyu could say anything more, she saw Zhang Cong give her a warning look.
This was the first time she had ever seen Zhang Cong bowing and scraping before someone, especially to this man with such outstanding looks and demeanor.
Lin Zhiyu was somewhat unwilling to give up, but faced with Zhang Cong's warning, she had no choice but to pretend to be obedient.
“Eric, there’s a lounge over here. The banquet hasn’t started yet. Why don’t you go and rest for a while? I’ll have a few people serve you.”
As Zhang Cong spoke, he gestured to the housekeeper to bring over several beautiful young women with hot figures.
Lin Zhiyu's displeasure deepened as she watched several young girls walk towards her.
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