She didn't ask who they were by name, but these were the few she had grown up with.
Zhou Bo drove, saying, "How could I possibly know what Tan San is up to? He's always disappearing without a trace, but you'll definitely see him tonight."
The sunlight was bright outside the window, and Zhao Youxi closed his eyes and dozed off.
"I saw his past scandals every now and then in California. Why has he been behaving himself lately? Did he suffer some physical damage or has he reformed his ways?"
Zhou Bo almost spat out a word, "If you're so capable, try saying these things to his face."
Zhao Youxi chuckled, then heard him ask, "By the way, why didn't you come back last time when we talked about getting engaged?"
She blinked slightly, staring blankly at something.
Zhou Bo seemed to hear her whisper something, but he couldn't quite make it out.
"What did you say?"
"nothing."
Zhao Youxi smiled at him, "I just suddenly figured some things out."
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As night fell, all the crystal chandeliers in the Cen family mansion on Victoria Peak were lit up, and luxury cars winding through the mountains resembled swimming dragons, slowly approaching them.
The mansion where guests were entertained had been expanded, renovated, and painted several months ago, and tulips flown in from all over the world stretched from the reception area all the way to the residence.
Even though the wedding rehearsals had made it into countless entertainment newspapers beforehand, on the actual night of this unprecedented spectacle, no reporters were invited. The guard post at the foot of the mountain was heavily guarded, and one by one, people familiar to everyone on television or in current affairs news stepped in with their families, and in the blink of an eye, the social area was already filled with guests.
"Who is that? I don't think I've seen him before?" Whispers were hidden beneath the graceful waltz.
It wasn't just because she had never seen her before, but also because she was puzzled as to why others would inexplicably lower their heads when exchanging pleasantries with her.
"The only precious daughter of Chairman Zhao of Guanghua Electronics, who was sent abroad at a young age. Rumor has it that she had a past with our groom. Could she be here to cause trouble today?"
Fearing that there were others around who might challenge her, Cen Dong took a break from his busy schedule and came to sit with his brothers on the terrace for a while. There he saw Miss Zhao walking towards him in a fishtail champagne dress, looking elegant and graceful.
He felt a chill run down his spine and immediately made his escape.
"Hey, what's he hiding from?" Zhao Youxi went to the terrace but couldn't find him anywhere.
Several men in suits were sitting on the sofa. The view was excellent, and they could see the crowd of people attending the banquet downstairs.
Zhou Bo laughed and said, "He's probably really afraid you'll steal the bride. After all, Miss Zhao is so radiant tonight, he doesn't want to be in the newspapers again."
"...He has no shame. The environment in China gives men confidence."
Zhao Youxi leaned back on the sofa chair. As soon as she arrived, she took all the attention, while Tan Yuchen next to her ignored her.
The smoke drifted between his fingers, swirling around his relaxed brows. He leaned back lazily on the sofa, absentmindedly turning his head slightly to glance downstairs.
Until a hand waved in front of him.
"What are you thinking about? You're not responding when I talk to you."
Tan Yuchen withdrew his gaze and looked at her expressionlessly.
"How long will you stay after you come back?"
Zhao Youxi rested her chin on her hand, "I might not plan to go back. It feels good to have friends around."
Tan Yuchen raised his eyebrows and remained silent.
"Why wouldn't you welcome me?"
Tan Yuchen said lazily, "Shouldn't you ask Cen Dong that? After all, she's his ex-girlfriend."
"Hey! I'm saying it again!"
Zhao Youxi protested, "Cen Dong and I only lasted five and a half days. During that time, we didn't even hold hands properly between the two cities. You guys can't get over this, can you?"
The others laughed and said, "Don't even mention five or six days, even half a minute, Cen Dong will put you in the family tree."
"You son of a bitch."
After finishing this conversation, Zhao Youxi realized that Tan Yuchen had stopped talking. She turned her head and saw that the man's eyelids were down and his gaze was fixed on a certain spot.
He was still acting the same way as before, his long legs casually resting on the coffee table, exuding an air of nonchalant elegance.
But for some reason, I felt he was even more dazzling than before.
There were just too many guests coming in downstairs.
Who is he looking at?
The mansion was not cold due to its constant temperature system. Meng Jiuyi, dressed in a black satin halter dress, slowly stepped onto the red carpet steps. The fitted and curve-hugging cut accentuated her extremely slender waist and well-proportioned figure.
Her hair, which had just reached her shoulders, grew to her waist after being fitted with a wig. When she curled it with a hair straightener, she looked like a siren who had escaped from the deep sea in the pitch-black night.
She refused Cen Dong's offer to send a car to pick her up and rented a car herself. Considering the distinguished status of the guests at the banquet, she gritted her teeth and rented a Maybach, and also hired a driver.
An earphone was plugged into her right ear, which was hidden by her long curly hair, and she was always on a call.
Meng Jiuyi stepped onto the stairs, her hair falling down, and her lips moved slightly. "Zhou Ting, I'm reminding you again, you can't do anything at the banquet."
"Don't worry, I won't go back on my word."
Before Meng Jiuyi arrived, he asked Cen Dong if he could bring a friend along. Cen Dong was of course happy to oblige. After leaving the parking lot, the two entered separately. In the banquet hall with nearly a thousand people, they were like tiny specks of dust and would not attract any attention at all.
"besides...."
She paused for a moment, then said, "If you can't control your emotions, you can go to the restroom upstairs, where there will be fewer people compared to the banquet hall."
"good."
A vibration suddenly came from the earphone. Meng Jiuyi took out his phone from his bag, and a text message popped up on the screen.
In a fit of anger, she had secretly changed her contact information back.
Talking about dogs: [Mr. Meng.]
When Meng Jiuyi realized it was Tan Yuchen, her first thought was that she had only blocked him on WeChat and had completely forgotten his phone number.
Then another message popped up.
Talking about dogs: [Turns around.]
Meng Jiuyi didn't need to look for anyone at all; she only needed to follow the most intense gaze that fell on her head to directly collide with the man's eyes.
The open terrace was mostly filled with people he had met at the golf course last time. Tan Yuchen leaned back on the sofa like a boneless man, his fingers propping up his forehead, watching her with a leisurely air.
Their eyes met from afar, and he slightly curved his lips, patting his side with the hand holding the cigarette.
A message popped up immediately.
【come over. 】
There's no way Meng Jiuyi would go there; are they even that close? Her gaze naturally shifted elsewhere, or she looked down at her phone.
Talking about dogs: [I'm coming over now.]
Out of the corner of my eye, I could see that he had stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray and was about to get up.
Meng Jiuyi's heart jumped into his throat. What was he trying to do? Was he going to announce to the whole world that they were making a deal behind the scenes?
She was certain that if Tan Yuchen took these few steps, she would become famous tonight.
Meng Jiuyi hurriedly lowered his head to type, his actions faster than his thoughts for the first time.
[Can't you have some professional ethics? Is this how you conduct yourself? If you dare to act so brazenly again, I'll fire you right now!]
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