Fu Zhiqing had never been confronted like this before, and seeing Li Rao's aggressive demeanor, she naturally didn't have a pleasant expression.
But considering that today was her engagement day, she suppressed her anger. Besides, there were many wealthy young ladies around, and she couldn't let them laugh at her.
Thinking of this, Fu Zhiqing patiently continued to reassure them: "They didn't mean it. If you're really feeling unwell, I'll send someone to take you to the hospital, okay?"
"you!"
But Li Rao wasn't about to give up since she hadn't completed the task, and just as she was about to continue her antics...
Wen Changfeng walked over from a distance and winked at her.
Seeing his actions, Li Rao knew that things had taken a turn for the better, so she calmed down a bit.
She took Fu Zhiqing's hand and slowly stood up, sitting on a chair next to her. She glanced at Fu Zhiqing with disgust and said, "Alright, I'm fine now. If you dare to let them give me attitude again next time, I will definitely not be polite."
Fu Zhiqing was somewhat surprised that she was persuaded so easily.
After all, Li Rao's temper wasn't exactly good, something she had heard about before.
Did I take the wrong medicine today?
Just as Fu Zhiqing was looking at her belly, preparing to ask her more questions, a hotel staff member walked over from not far away.
"Miss Fu, the engagement ceremony is about to begin. Please go upstairs to prepare."
Hearing the words of the staff behind her, Fu Zhiqing paused slightly and had no choice but to leave first.
But before leaving, she glanced at Li Rao one last time and whispered, "Are you sure you're alright?"
"certainly!"
Li Rao glanced at her coldly, her tone extremely arrogant.
Upon hearing this, Fu Zhiqing took a deep breath, but still forced herself to hold back, and turned to leave in a hurry.
At this moment, Li Rao sat on a chair, holding her large pregnant belly, with a playful smile on her lips and excitement shining in her eyes.
Given how confident Wen Changfeng was before, the so-called leverage he had must be quite substantial.
She couldn't wait to see this woman make a fool of herself.
After she left, those rich heiresses probably avoided her because they were afraid that Li Rao would try to extort them.
After they left, Li Rao, heavily pregnant, found Wen Changfeng in a corner.
"How was it? Did you succeed?"
Li Rao's eyes held a hint of excitement as she eagerly inquired.
Wen Changfeng nodded: "Don't worry, we'll see a good show soon."
While the two were discussing, two people slowly stopped at the entrance of the hall outside the venue.
At this moment, Wen Huaiyan was dressed in formal attire, his face extremely tense.
Especially when he saw the lively scene inside, he fiddled with his wristwatch without saying a word, his eyes cold, and it was unclear what he was thinking.
The assistant standing nearby groaned at the sight, but remembering that time was running out, he forced himself to speak: "Mr. Wen, we've arrived."
Upon hearing this, Wen Huaiyan pursed his lips, took a long stride, and stepped through the gate.
Today, he combed all the stray hairs from his forehead back, revealing his handsome features and tall, slender figure, making him exceptionally eye-catching.
The moment he entered the hotel, he heard conversations.
The guests who were invited to the engagement banquet all came forward to congratulate Wen Huaiyan after they saw him arrive.
"Congratulations, Mr. Wen. We have just met Miss Fu. They are truly a perfect couple."
"Yes, yes, with Miss Fu as a capable wife, I'm afraid Mr. Wen's career will reach new heights."
Looking at these smiling faces before me, I couldn't tell whether they were genuine or feigning.
Wen Huaiyan remained silent, but picked up the champagne brought by the waiter and said softly, "Thank you."
His tone was cold, and there was not a trace of joy on his face as he was about to get married.
The few people present were somewhat clever; seeing this, they exchanged glances and immediately changed the subject.
Listening to the flattery of those around him, Wen Huaiyan lowered his eyes and focused on the champagne in his hand, which was reflecting light and shadow.
As he watched the pale yellow light slowly flow, his expression grew increasingly solemn.
Just then, the surrounding lights suddenly dimmed, and many young ladies gasped in surprise.
The next moment, melodious piano music flowed gently into everyone's ears.
Wen Huaiyan looked at the spiral staircase not far away, with pale yellow roses planted on both sides of the handrail, interspersed with a few pale yellow accents.
The white carpet meandered upwards, shimmering with tiny pearlescent particles.
Not long after, Fu Zhiqing slowly came down the stairs. Her features were exquisite, like a fairy who had fallen to earth.
Unfortunately, despite the tender moment, Wen Huaiyan's expression remained largely unchanged.
As the music grew more and more stirring, footsteps could be heard coming from above.
Someone grabbed Wen Huaiyan and pushed him to the side of the stairs, holding a bunch of yellow roses in their hand.
Standing under the spotlight, he couldn't see anything clearly except for Fu Zhiqing, who was gracefully walking down the stairs.
Her long hair was piled high, and she wore a pearl-embellished off-the-shoulder dress that flowed down her back.
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