Yan Xu turned around and smiled gently at her. "Nothing." It couldn't be, she couldn't be here.
Han Bao'er looked for a while but didn't see anything strange, so she withdrew her gaze. She held his arm and playfully shook it. "Brother Xu, let's go in. We should pay a visit to Aunt Ji first."
"Ok."
Yan Xu subtly withdrew his hand without a trace and walked ahead gracefully. Han Bao'er's expression twisted momentarily, but in the next second, she resumed the noble demeanor befitting a Miss of the Han Family, following Yan Xu gracefully.
Once they were far away, Han Xiaoye lifted her head and tightened her grip on the champagne glass.
"Xiaoye, Quan Ronglian is here!"
Su Rui's voice came at that moment from the walkie-talkie, with the sound of typing.
"Oh, he didn't bring a female companion, but a... man?"
A man! Quan Ronglian brought a man to this occasion! Han Xiaoye's mind was filled with astonishment, and she became excited. If she could capture intimate photos of Quan Ronglian with the man, it would be a sensational piece of news!
She quickly adjusted herself, no longer feeling tired or sore. Standing upright with proper posture, she carried the champagne bottle and walked out...
Su Rui's intelligence was indeed invincible. As soon as she entered the venue, Han Xiaoye immediately noticed the tall and unruly man. It was Quan Ronglian.
His upturned peach blossom eyes were enchanting, and his delicate yet masculine face exuded an aura of dominance that seemed to say, "I'm not in a good mood now, so stay away." On such a formal occasion, he surprisingly wore a pair of flip-flops and held a cigarette. The hazy smoke veiled his countenance with an even more rebellious charm, attracting the attention of all the women present...
"Oh."
The man in flip-flops suddenly stopped in his tracks and, for the first time, took the cigarette out of his mouth and held it with his slender index fingers.
"Ronglian, what are you looking at?"
Yin Jue approached and followed his friend's gaze, landing on the female server pouring drinks in the corner. When he saw the heavily made-up face of the server, his expression contorted as if he had swallowed a fly.
"Brother, don't tell me you've taken a fancy to that girl."
How peculiar was his taste? Yin Jue had never seen someone with such a thick layer of foundation, as if they were applying it for free. With this thickness, he could probably eat a mouthful of foundation with a kiss.
Quan Ronglian flicked his fingertip, and the cigarette ash fell lightly. His voice, sexy and husky, resonated, "Remember the stalker I mentioned to you some time ago?"
"You mean that little minnow you couldn't catch?" Yin Jue found it strange. "Why bring her up all of a sudden?"
Quan Ronglian's eyes flickered with a touch of arrogance, resembling an unruly blue butterfly. "Well, the little minnow just opened a bottle of champagne."
Yin Jue saw that the heavily made-up female server had just opened a bottle of champagne... He turned his head abruptly, wearing a bewildered expression. "No way, how did she manage to sneak in at Old Master Ji's banquet? Although the Ji family has declined in recent years, the guest list for the hotel staff should have been thoroughly checked. Moreover, that person is also supposed to come today. The Ji family has been trying to get close to that person for quite some time. How could they allow such a hidden danger on the day that person is expected to attend?"
"That's why I find her interesting."
Quan Ronglian casually tossed away the cigarette butt and extinguished the spark with his flip-flop. He took out a lighter from his coat and ignited the pale blue flame, lighting another cigarette. His thin lips held the slender cigarette, and he blew out a smoke ring, exuding an indescribable sexiness.
"Let's go, Yin Jue. Let's catch the minnow together."
Yin Jue quickly held him back. "Are you planning to make a move now?"
"Why not?"
"Don't." Yin Jue firmly held his hand. "Brother. Stop it. Even if the Ji family is declining, the old fox of the Ji family is still alive. If you ruin today's event, I won't be able to cover for you anymore. You have to expose your identity by then."
Quan Ronglian glanced with his upturned peach blossom eyes.
Yin Jue felt his scalp tingling, but at that moment, everyone's attention turned to the front, where the Ji family members were coming out. Yin Jue tried to change the topic, "Look, the Ji family is here!"
Unaware that she had already been exposed, Han Xiaoye took out her camera cautiously while everyone was focused on the stage. She quickly snapped a few shots of the rebellious man with a cigarette in his mouth.
Got it!
Han Xiaoye's eyes lit up!
God was on her side. The young nobleman by Quan Ronglian's side unexpectedly grabbed his hand and allowed her to capture a few "tender" moments between them.
Hehe, she would earn 500,000 yuan by giving these photos to her employer.
After taking the photos, Han Xiaoye was about to put away her camera when suddenly her hand was restrained.
"It's you..."
Han Bao'er couldn't believe her eyes as her gaze fell on the camera.
"What were you doing with the camera?"
Han Xiaoye's heart skipped a beat, and her face turned serious. "Let go."
Han Bao'er didn't release her grip, instead, she tightened it even more. Her voice was filled with anger and complex emotions held back, "Han Xiaoye, what are you doing here disguised as a server? Let me warn you, you've been expelled from the Han family. Don't think you can disgrace the Han family by pulling off these tricks behind the scenes. You are you, and the Han family is the Han family!" The last sentence almost squeezed out from her throat.
Han Xiaoye sneered at her, casting a mocking glance. "Rest assured, I have no interest in your Han family."
"Then are you here for Brother Xu?" Han Bao'er was sharp and piercing, as if she had caught a thief stealing her belongings, questioning fiercely, "Han Xiaoye, do you have any shame left?"
"..."
Motherf*cker!
What should she do now that she wanted to hit someone again?
"Xiaoye, is something wrong on your end? I sense something is off from your voice," Su Rui's urgent voice came from the walkie-talkie behind her.
Though it was very low, Han Bao'er was too close to her.
"Who? Who is talking to you? Do you have an accomplice?"
She reached out to snatch the walkie-talkie.
"D*mn it!" Han Xiaoye evaded her hand, quickly unplugged the walkie-talkie, and tucked it into her pocket. On the other hand, she started to free herself from Han Bao'er's grasp.
At that moment, someone said something, and the applause thundered throughout the venue. No one noticed the dispute happening in the corner.
After being expelled from the Han family, Han Xiaoye had deliberately studied close combat for several years. How could the pampered Han Bao'er be her match? In an instant, she had already shaken off Han Bao'er's hand. Han Bao'er stumbled. She twisted her heel, and fell down to the ground.
Han Xiaoye couldn't be bothered with her anymore.
She had already taken the photos she wanted. What was the reason to wait any longer?
"Stop!"
She had only taken a few steps when Han Bao'er suddenly shouted harshly from behind.
"Han Xiaoye, stop right there!"
F*ck! Had Han Bao'er gone crazy? She had just kept talking about the Han family's reputation, but in the blink of an eye, she had completely forgotten about it.
She must be out of her mind to listen to her and stop!
Han Xiaoye quickened her pace, trying to blend into the crowd and make her escape...