Chapter 69: A Barometer of Wealthy Women at Banquets
Even though he's used to giving orders at the company, Mr. Liang has to listen to his girlfriend when he gets home.
He returned to his seat and awaited her decision.
Are you embarrassed?
Her question was direct, but her hand gestures were even more direct.
The wind howled outside, and the curtains were flapping like passionate dancers, but none of them paid any attention.
Liang Huaixu spoke with difficulty, “A little.”
She held the fabric up with the back of her hand, grasped it, and asked, "Is it because of my age?"
Liang Huaixu closed his eyes and nodded.
Subconsciously, he categorized himself with the other CEOs around fifty years old who were in semi-retirement.
He felt that being driven by lust was not in line with what one should be like at his age, and he was even more worried about being ridiculed by her.
Simply put, it's about some sexual shame/shame.
This is related to each person's upbringing. For example, when you're in the same dormitory in school, some people can talk about sex very openly, while others are very embarrassed and feel very awkward about it.
Zhuang Fuyao is the more open and honest type.
During her adolescence, Ms. Ji would educate her, telling her which physiological phenomena were normal and that she shouldn't feel ashamed about them. Under this education, Zhuang Fuyao felt that expressing her needs was a normal thing and there was nothing to be ashamed of.
She rubbed her fingertips together. "Hmm... Professor Liang, it's like when I miss you, I use a toy to reach orgasm while thinking about you. From your perspective, do you think my behavior is shameful?"
He said in a hoarse voice, "No." He only felt very aroused.
"So this is just normal. What's wrong with being in your thirties? We should be happy, not ashamed, that we have a high-quality sex life." She quickened her pace and said bluntly, "I want to stay with you until I'm seventy... provided you can still get hard."
Listening to her plan for their seventieth birthday, Liang Huaixu was initially moved, but then he couldn't help but chuckle at her premise.
The awkwardness he had just felt vanished instantly, and his wild nature, which was already on the verge of spiraling out of control, began to show signs of breaking free after hearing the mistress's tacit approval.
At that moment, she said softly, "Could you turn on the light?"
"No..." Liang Huaixu exhaled sharply, and after calming down a little, he said, "It doesn't look good."
Last time, the environment inside the car was rather dim, and it was so blurry that it was hard to see anything clearly. Unlike this time, with the lights on, its menacing appearance is impossible to hide.
"How could that be? I think it's very sexy," Zhuang Fuyao asked him. "After seeing me so many times, do you think I'm not good-looking?"
Liang Huaixu had excellent service skills. He had not only seen her but also eaten with her. Every part of her body was fatally attractive to him, and just thinking about it made his blood boil.
He tightened his muscles and shook his head. "Beautiful."
Zhuang Fuyao raised an eyebrow slightly, gently guiding her boyfriend who was too shy to express himself, "Because how you see yourself is inherently different from how your partner sees you..."
As he gradually relaxed, Zhuang Fuyao asked, "Can we turn on the lights now?"
Liang Huaixu had already broken out in a light sweat from her haphazard movements. He turned slightly to the side and turned on the bedside lamp.
The orange light shone down, enough to see the details clearly, while adding a touch of alluring ambiguity.
He leaned against the headboard and did it himself, his ears turning red.
His subordinates are also red (indicating corruption).
In the end, Zhuang Fuyao was held in his side.
My lower back got burned.
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Two days before Christmas, Liang Huaixu flew to England to spend about a week with his mother.
Just as Huang Jiayu had predicted, Bruce's banquet was ultimately scheduled for Christmas Eve.
Zhuang Fuyao accepted the invitation and went there. When she arrived, she saw Huang Jiayu chatting and laughing with a group of wealthy women.
Although Huang Jiayu's main social circle is abroad, she has excellent social skills and quickly became friends with these wealthy women.
Upon seeing her sister arrive, she made an excuse to escape from the group of wealthy women and went to find her sister.
Zhuang Fuyao wore a green fishtail evening gown today, simple yet elegant, which made her skin appear even whiter.
Huang Jiayu looked him over appreciatively. "I didn't see him clearly just now, I thought some big star had arrived."
Zhuang Fuyao chuckled and pinched her cousin's waist, telling her to stop being so glib in public.
Getting back to the point, she asked her cousin how she had become so familiar with these wealthy women at such a young age.
Huang Jiayu: "Just today, after they found out about my relationship with Bruce, they came over to say hello to me."
Speaking of this, she complained to her sister with some annoyance, "Bruce, that madman, actually told the guests that I was his fiancée."
She could only say these things to her younger sister. Among her past boyfriends, there were often those who wanted to take the relationship to the next level and marry her. When she talked about it with some of her friends, they thought she was subtly showing off her love at Versailles!
She was so angry that she never wanted to say it again.
Zhuang Fuyao gave her cousin a comforting hug. She knew her cousin was a staunch advocate of not getting married, and that getting her into marriage would be no different from going to jail.
As more and more people entered, Zhuang Fuyao observed the guests present. In fact, many of them were familiar faces. There were very few personnel changes in this kind of high-society circle. At most, there were some new faces and some old faces had aged. It was just that she couldn't quite recall their names.
Since she didn't know anyone there, she simply left the center of the crowd to rest. Seeing Huang Jiayu following her, Zhuang Fuyao asked curiously, "Don't you have anything to do?"
“This isn’t a banquet I hosted, so what’s the big deal? We might as well just hang out together. Besides, I’ve already done him a huge favor by being able to invite you,” Huang Jiayu said. “Although Bruce comes from a wealthy family abroad, many people in China don’t give him the time of day. Many are keeping an eye out for him, so Bruce hoped I could invite you and your boss, Mr. Liang.”
Huang Jiayu raised his chin and pointed in a direction, "Especially your President Liang, every move he makes is a bellwether for Jiang University. He didn't come in person, but sent an assistant, who has become a hot commodity at the banquet."
Over there, Zhou Ting was surrounded by a crowd, being the center of attention.
Zhuang Fuyao shrugged. "Forget about me. I've been divorced from Du Liang Huaixu for five years and have long since faded out of this circle."
"It doesn't matter." Huang Jiayu took the wine from the waiter and clinked glasses with her sister. "I just overheard them talking about you. Everyone in the industry knows that your boss Liang hasn't found anyone new since his divorce, and they all say he still can't forget you."
Zhuang Fuyao: "..."
Huang Jiayu: "So, in Jiang Dafu's circle of wives, you are still the trendsetter."
Zhuang Fuyao twitched the corners of her mouth, just about to say it wasn't that bad, when a wealthy woman adorned with jewels came over to greet her.
The person who came was the wife of Hu Xuzhe, the CEO of the Hu Group.
The other person had undergone minor cosmetic procedures over the years, and Zhuang Fuyao didn't recognize them at first. It was only after Huang Jiayu reminded her that she realized who they were.
She had some dealings with this Mrs. Hu. When she first married Liang Huaixu, she inevitably had to interact with wealthy women, including this Mrs. Hu.
Mrs. Hu was the most boastful among them, often showing off what her husband had bought for her and how much he loved her.
Mrs. Hu spoke familiarly, "Sister, it's been a long time."
Zhuang Fuyao responded with a few words of ease.
Over the years, Mrs. Hu's personality hasn't changed much. After only a few words, she started showing off her outfit, saying that the dress and jewelry must have cost several million.
In comparison, Zhuang Fuyao's outfit is quite ordinary. Although it is also haute couture, it is far less expensive than what Mrs. Hu is wearing.
Mrs. Hu felt a little smug.
Back then, in an era rife with loveless marriages based on business deals, couples like Liang Huaixu and Zhuang Fuyao, who went from school uniforms to wedding gowns, undoubtedly became the focus of gossip among the wealthy, not to mention that Liang Huaixu's doting on his wife was well-known in the industry...
Sadly, this romantic love story ended with Zhuang Fuyao filing for divorce.
When they first broke up, everyone guessed that Zhuang Fuyao was just throwing a tantrum at Liang Huaixu. Many people, watching the drama unfold, said that if she really managed to drive Liang Huaixu away, Zhuang Fuyao would probably regret it terribly.
But little did they expect that this separation would last for five years. After that, Zhuang Fuyao seemed to have vanished from public view, with very little news about her. And Liang Huaixu has not remarried in all these years, nor has he had any scandals.
Those who were just watching the spectacle back then were thoroughly humiliated.
When Mrs. Hu first arrived, she originally wanted to enjoy the adulation of her girlfriends, but to her surprise, everyone's attention was drawn to Zhuang Fuyao, and she only gave her a few perfunctory compliments.
She couldn't stand that Zhuang Fuyao had disappeared for so long, and now that she had reappeared, she was once again the center of attention.
Moreover, in her eyes, Zhuang Fuyao's outfit was simply "how could she have fallen to such a state."
She didn't believe in the idea of a deeply unforgettable relationship after five years. Back then, her husband, Lao Hu, always claimed to love only her, but in the end, he kept several other women on the side.
She initially made a scene a few times, but gradually got used to it. After all, she couldn't give up her wealth and luxury, and as long as Hu Xuzhe didn't skimp on the money, she turned a blind eye.
Mrs. Hu believed that no man was not a womanizer at heart. Someone like Liang Huaixu, who had a good reputation and no scandals, might actually be a womanizer behind the scenes, but he was just good at hiding it and it hadn't been exposed.
A while ago, she received news that a set of jewelry that she had been longing for for a long time, but which Lao Hu ultimately couldn't bear to buy for her, was instead bought by Liang Huaixu... who knows, it might be a gift for some young lover.
Just as Mrs. Hu was finding a sense of superiority in Zhuang Fuyao's outfit, Zhou Ting, who had just been the center of attention, suddenly arrived.
He greeted Zhuang Fuyao respectfully, "Madam, you've arrived." After exchanging a few pleasantries, he feigned surprise and asked, "Why aren't you wearing the jewelry that Mr. prepared for you?"
Mrs. Hu's expression changed instantly, both because of Zhou Ting's way of addressing Zhuang Fuyao and because of what Zhou Ting had said.
Could it be that the jewelry set was for Zhuang Fuyao?
She feigned curiosity and asked, "Is Assistant Zhou referring to the set from the Milan auction house?"
While testing the waters, I thought that if it turned out not to be true, I would just be creating a crisis of trust between the couple.
Zhou Ting nodded politely, "It is one of them."
The phrase "one of them" is quite clever.
Zhuang Fuyao smiled knowingly and answered Zhou Ting's question, "I prefer simpler outfits now."
At this point, the importance of having a movie star mother becomes apparent. Under Ms. Ji's influence, she can easily handle even slightly difficult acting roles.
Zhuang Fuyao's demeanor and speech were very relaxed, as if owning such jewelry worth nearly 100 million was a trivial matter that she took for granted. Yet, this very set of jewelry, which she seemed so indifferent to, was something Mrs. Hu had been begging for for over half a year without success.
Mrs. Hu's composure instantly crumbled. Recalling how Hu Xuzhe had stingily told her to stop comparing herself to others, she awkwardly made an excuse to leave.
When only Huang Jiayu and Zhou Ting were left, Zhuang Fuyao said sarcastically, "How come I didn't know Liang Huaixu had prepared a set of jewelry for me?" She even addressed her as "you" (formal).
Although Cao Yu would also call him that, it was perfectly acceptable because he was the housekeeper. However, she and Zhou Ting had known each other for many years and had no superior-subordinate relationship, so they usually addressed each other casually.
Once the outsiders left, Zhou Ting spoke much more normally. He explained with a smile, "I often attend these kinds of banquets on behalf of President Liang, so I know what kind of person Mrs. Hu is. As soon as she went to find you, I felt something was wrong, so I quickly came to check on the situation."
As for the jewelry, President Liang did indeed bid on quite a few rare pieces. He didn't quite know what President Liang had said to Zhuang Fuyao. He pointed to the hair clip on her head and said, "The jewelry is really prepared. For example, the hair clip you are wearing is part of a set with the necklace and earrings. The price is about 80 million. You are only wearing the hair clip, so it's not very noticeable from the front. That's why Mrs. Hu is so comfortable showing it off."
Zhuang Fuyao was stunned for a moment. "You mean this on my head?"
Zhou Ting nodded firmly.
Zhuang Fuyao: "..."
No, she just picked this out randomly from the hair accessory box. That day, she discovered that Liang Huaixu had prepared a lot of jewelry for her in the master bedroom's walk-in closet. Surprised, she told Liang Huaixu that she wasn't at the point where she was interested in jewelry.
Tell him not to buy so much. With her impulsive personality, she might accidentally lose it, and he'd be heartbroken.
At the time, Liang Huaixu calmly said that he bought it at an ordinary jewelry store. He just saw it and bought it on a whim. The price was not expensive, at most tens of thousands of yuan. He said he was just playing around with it and told her not to be too nervous.
Because of these words, she became very relaxed and casual about these jewels, and this morning when she was wearing them, she accidentally dropped them.
Now tell her that this seemingly insignificant little accessory alone is worth tens of millions?
Zhuang Fuyao clutched her heart; it truly hurt.
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