"Twelve million once, twelve million twice, twelve million three times. Let us congratulate Mr. Jiao of Yuhua Group for winning the last item of this charity auction, a white jade fish-patterned pendant." The host's voice was deep and slow. "The proceeds will be used to support innovative teams in emerging fields."
Jiao Cheng nodded in response from below the stage, his every gesture exuding gentleness and refinement. Not far from him stood a low-key, silent man with a heart-shaped birthmark on his right cheek.
A new round of song and dance performances unfolded on the center stage.
The audience was packed with people.
Jiao Cheng did not pay attention to the performance on stage, but only occasionally chatted with the old man next to him.
"Old Jiao, you really should come out more often."
"I'm not like you, Lao Song. I have too much to do at the company and I really can't get away."
"You should have handed over all the company business to them sooner. The kids are all capable of handling things on their own now. Wouldn't it have been better for you to have some peace and quiet?"
"If I have free time, I'll pester you every day."
"I knew you couldn't say anything pleasant."
Lu Yu hooked her arm around Jiao Yuyin's and walked to stand beside Jiao Cheng.
"With Uncle Song around, my dad always looks cheerful," Jiao Yuyin greeted him.
"You brat, where have you been? I haven't seen you for ages," Jiao Cheng said with a smile, scolding him.
Before Jiao Yuyin could reply, the sound of a cup shattering at his feet interrupted the conversation.
"Sorry." A sweet, coquettish voice came from behind her, and the woman who had fallen to the ground quickly got up.
She wore a white satin low-cut dress paired with pearl earrings, revealing a large expanse of her chest.
The red stains from the spilled wine slowly spread across her white dress, like red plum blossoms blooming gently in the snow.
The scene was so alluring and beautiful that Lu Yu was momentarily captivated.
This scene composition is so good it's a shame it's not used to make a movie.
Lu Yu silently complained.
When the girl looked up, Lu Yu's innermost thoughts suddenly amplified.
Jiao Yuyin, standing beside him, paused for a moment in his breathing.
[Jiao Cheng: This—this is so incredibly similar.]
"What's your name?" Jiao Cheng asked softly without making any movement.
Tang Weiren, who was standing not far away, moved quickly and stepped forward to block the girl's path, scrutinizing her with his eyes.
"It's nothing." Jiao Cheng waved to Tang Weiren, then softened his voice and asked the girl again, "What's your name?"
“Cen Li,” the girl answered in a measured tone. “Chairman Jiao, hello, I am Cen Li, an artist from Yingyue Entertainment.”
When Yingyue Entertainment appeared, the situation instantly became delicate.
Lu Yu remembered that Qin Meng had mentioned that Jiao Cheng had handed over the entertainment and sports companies that originally belonged to his second brother, Jiao Yuchen, to Jiao Yuyin. Yingyue Entertainment should be one of them.
Lu Yu clung tightly to Jiao Yuyin's arm, but received no response from him.
Jiao Yuyin remained silent and expressionless throughout.
Jiao Cheng's expression was clearly unfriendly. His sharp gaze swept over Jiao Yuyin, but his question was still directed at the girl named Cen Li. "Stage name?"
Cen Li paused for a moment, then said, "My real name is Cen Li, meaning beautiful Li. This name was changed by the company to match my debut."
Jiao Cheng suddenly laughed, "Did you perform a show today?"
"not yet……"
"Go change your clothes," Jiao Cheng said, turning to Jiao Yuyin. "Come upstairs to my room."
Her inner thoughts never ceased, but they were all messages that confused Lu Yu.
[Jiao Cheng: You think you can fool your old man like this? I'm not senile yet.]
[Uncle Song: This is also a matter for the Jiao family, it's best not to interfere. What is Yu Yin doing?]
[Tang Weiren: This woman is too deliberate; her seduction is written all over her face. Only a fool would fall for that.]
[Cen Li: That was terrifying! Didn't that person say I could definitely use this opportunity to get into Jiao Yuyin's bed and rise to the top in one step? What a waste of my dress!]
The spring breeze blew through the wide-open windows of the balcony, dispelling the smell of alcohol.
Jiao Yuyin took off his suit jacket, draped it over Lu Yu's shoulders, and pressed Lu Yu down on the sofa in the rest area. "Sit here and don't wander off. Wait for me to come back."
Lu Yu's confused thoughts made it impossible for her to sort out the current situation, but she was certain that the current developments were beyond Jiao Yuyin's expectations.
Lu Yu frowned slightly.
Jiao Cheng glanced sideways at Jiao Yuyin and her. Lu Yu had no chance to find out the situation, let alone convey the thoughts she heard to Jiao Yuyin.
"Don't worry, I'll be back in a bit."
The gentle voice and the lingering warmth of his body inside the suit enveloped Lu Yu. She straightened her back, trying to discern Cen Li's thoughts amidst her chaotic inner turmoil.
She had a vague feeling that Cen Li might be a very dangerous hidden danger...
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