Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
She didnât dare to look at Feng Yunanâs side, but she could feel the man glaring daggers at her.
âOh, her surname is Qiao!â Old Mr. Wen stared at Qiao Ruoxi, deep in thought. He muttered to himself, âLooks like her, her eyes are really similar!â
Qiao Ruoxi found it strange. What did Old Master Wen say? What eyes?
Wen Keâer did not want her grandfather to pay attention to Qiao Ruoxi. She was afraid that something would happen and immediately interrupted the old manâs train of thought. She said, âGrandpa, try this snack I made.â
âOh, okay, okay.â Wen Houdeâs attention was drawn over.
After that, different people came to celebrate Old Master Wenâs birthday. The birthday banquet was a mix of two cultures. There was a Chinese-style banquet inside and a Western-style open wine reception outside. Many guests could come and talk freely.
Mu Yunli could sense Qiao Ruoxiâs discomfort, so he took her away from the table and went to the reception.
The Mu Group was a new and powerful company. Many bosses of small companies who wanted to curry favor with them came to toast to them. Mu Yunli and the others were quickly surrounded by a crowd.
After Qiao Ruoxi was taken away, Feng Yunan could no longer sit still. There was a strong fury in his heart and he had nowhere to vent it.
He downed the wine in his glass, stood up, and walked towards the party.
Wen Keâer was talking to her grandfather. When she turned around, she realized that Feng Yunan was no longer in his seat. Seeing him walk towards Qiao Ruoxi, she panicked.
Fortunately, she quickly calmed down. She told herself that she must not let Qiao Ruoxi attract Feng Yunanâs attention again and again.
It would be best if she could get rid of the root of the problem and leave no room for her to turn over.
Wen Keâer looked at the spot where Qiao Ruoxi had just sat and realized that her scarf had fallen. An idea came to her mind.
As soon as Feng Yunan arrived at the venue, he was immediately surrounded by a group of people.
If there was a ranking of the big shots that people in Yun Cheng wanted to curry favor with the most, Feng Yunan would definitely take first place.
There were too many people who wanted to curry favor with the Fengtian Group.
It wasnât easy for Feng Yunan to finish dealing with the crowd before he could walk towards Mu Yunli.
The first thing he said when he saw Mu Yunli was the cheap product on his body. âThis suit on President Mu is quite special.â
Mu Yunli pulled up his collar and smiled. âYouâre right, President Feng. I also think that this suit is very special. I think it might be because it was given to me by my girlfriend. Whatever she gives me is special.â
When he said this, he even deliberately looked at Qiao Ruoxi with an extremely loving gaze.
The goblet in Feng Yunanâs hand was almost crushed by him. He had been suppressing his anger and impulse and asked without batting an eyelid, âOh, really? I wonder how much this outfit is worth.â
Mu Yunli was still smiling as he answered seriously, âNot much. About 3980 yuan!â
As soon as he finished speaking, the little bosses beside him seemed to have heard a very funny joke. They all laughed and said, âPresident Mu, you really know how to joke! Given President Muâs identity, at least another four zeros would be more appropriate.â
âYes, yes. Mr. Mu is so humorous.â
Mu Yunli gave Qiao Ruoxi a look that implied that he had no idea what to do. Qiao Ruoxi laughed in her heart.
It seemed that there were more than one or two people who did not know much about clothes.
Everyone else thought that the clothes must be expensive, but Feng Yunan knew the whole process of Qiao Ruoxi buying those clothes. He believed that Mu Yunli was telling the truth.
He could not help but scoff and remark, âHeh, arenât you afraid of being degraded by those cheap clothes?â