Perplexity etched across her face as she cautiously opened the box, only to find it held something entirely different from what she had anticipated.
"Huh?" she exclaimed in confusion, her brow furrowing at the unexpected contents.
Turning to the bewildered Butler Qin, she sought an explanation, her features contorting with dissatisfaction. It wasn't the item she had desired, and the disappointment was evident on her face.
As she delved into the contents of the box further, it became apparent that she hadn't received an invitation to Wang's cooperation charity ball. This revelation stirred a mix of emotions within her.
Despite her assertions that she wasn't obsessed with him, the fact remained—Wang Li was her husband. The pettiness of not extending an invitation baffled her.
Who has a party and doesn't invite their wife?
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Being cautious all his life had indeed left its mark on Wang Li, shaping the way he interacted with those around him. The weight of great expectations had been placed on his shoulders from the moment he took his first breath. Born to be a ruler, he carried the burden of surpassing everyone's expectations.
From an early age, Wang Li learned of his predetermined fate, a destiny that demanded excellence in every facet of his life. Rather than resisting, he embraced his responsibilities without complaint. The careful upbringing and the constant awareness of his role in society made him a reserved and measured individual, always mindful of the impact of his actions.
After three years of studying abroad, Wang Li returned, stepping onto familiar ground with a quiet confidence that reflected the lessons learned during his time away. The airport, a bustling scene of reunions and farewells, witnessed his arrival.
As he emerged from the arrival gate, his posture was straight, and his expression was composed. The airport's hustle and bustle seemed to part as people noticed his arrival. Wang Li's return was not merely a homecoming; it was a resumption of duty, a continuation of the path laid out for him.
Amidst the bustling airport lobby, Wang Li, the esteemed figure of influence, was met by his secretary, Qin. The spectators that stopped to stare seemed to amplify the air of authority that enveloped Wang Li, who acknowledged Qin's presence with a curt nod before seamlessly transferring his luggage over.
Qin, a seasoned professional in managing the details of his employer's life, moved with practiced efficiency. The luggage was swiftly loaded into the trunk of the high-profile vehicle that awaited them.
The sleek, limited edition armored Cadillac Escalade stood as a symbol of both power and prestige, its polished exterior reflecting the shimmering lights of the city.
Without a word, Wang Li entered the luxurious vehicle, the leather interior exuding an air of sophistication. The hum of the engine and the quiet click of the door signaled their departure. As the Cadillac Escalade glided smoothly through the city streets, its tinted windows shielding the occupants from prying eyes, Wang Li remained composed, his gaze fixed on the passing scenery.
Their destination was the Charity Ball, an event synonymous with elegance and philanthropy, attended by the city's elite. Wang Li's presence was not just a matter of attendance; it was a statement. His commitment to charitable causes resonated with the public, a carefully curated image that reflected both responsibility and affluence.
As the vehicle drove along the road, the outside world seemed to fade away. Qin, seated across from Wang Li, ensured that the details of the evening were meticulously arranged and explained.
"Young master, in regards to your partner for this ball, Madam had requested that you come alone." Secretary Qin was careful to get to the point and not say too much.
Upon hearing those words, Wang Li was not shocked.
" What happened?" he casually asked. His first sentence spoken since he landed.
Without further delay, Secretary Qin extended the tablet to Wang Li. He feared that he may punish him for speaking on the issue.
" Clean it up"
" Yes , Young master", Secretary Qin voiced out immediately.
These words were not foreign to him but he had to admit it was a while since he heard them being spoken. He was all too familiar with receiving it through text.
As they neared the venue, the anticipation in the air was palpable. The Charity Ball awaited, a convergence of wealth, influence, and benevolence.
The Cadillac Escalade, a symbol of status, rolled to a graceful stop at the entrance of the grand venue. The doors opened, revealing Wang Li, impeccably attired, stepping out with an air of regality.
The flash of cameras and the hushed whispers of onlookers accompanied his entrance, but Wang Li's demeanor remained unchanged. With Qin at his side, he gracefully navigated through the crowd, his presence a testament to the fusion of responsibility and privilege that defined his role in high society.