"Mr. Luo, could you reveal your senior sister's full name?"
"Our names are organized by seniority, so naturally the eldest sister is called Luo Yuanyi."
"Do you have a photo of her?"
"The eldest sister doesn't like taking photos."
Fu Dongting: "..."
This is too mysterious.
Mysterious to the point that...
He vaguely had a bad feeling about it.
Seemingly sensing his concern, Luo Yuanjiu smiled and said, "Those who come here to restore antiques are mostly dealing with family collections that were accidentally damaged. The rest are auctioned off to fetch a good price. Mr. Fu, you're worrying too much."
Fu Dongting nodded.
Hopefully.
Two days later, in the evening, Qin Zhenzhen arrived at Tinglan Garden wearing a strapped long dress.
Waiting for Sheng Congzhi to come downstairs, she looked upstairs, "Where's your husband?"
"He's not at home."
"Traveling for work again?"
"I don't know." Sheng Congzhi changed into high heels in the entryway.
A dark green long dress accentuated her fair, delicate skin, complemented by a thin diamond necklace at her collarbone, and her waist-length chestnut curls were voluminous, making her beauty vibrant and ostentatious.
"You just let your husband stay out and not come home?" Qin Zhenzhen frowned. "Since you're married, you should keep an eye on him; men are only honest when they're hung on the wall!"
"It doesn't matter." Sheng Congzhi spoke calmly, "This marriage was unexpected anyway."
Qin Zhenzhen understood, "Then you'd better take protective measures. It's okay for him to have fun outside, just don't bring back a virus."
Sheng Congzhi's face darkened, "Don't worry, I'm vaccinated, and besides..."
"And what?"
And every time, Fu Yan was cautious.
Perhaps because he's a doctor, he's quite conscious of safety.
Upon arriving at the entrance of the venue, the assistant Chang Wan greeted them, "Sister Zhi, Miss Qin, good to see you."
Taking the invitation and entering the venue, Qin Zhenzhen exclaimed, "Today's setup is quite grand."
Looking around, there were celebrities and politicians from Yun City's high society.
"Damn, why is Ye Jiaorui here?"
Ahead, Ye Jiaorui, wearing a pale pink cocktail dress, was by Fu Dongting's side.
Chang Wan hurriedly spoke, "Sister Zhi, I really didn't know..."
"It's not your fault." Sheng Congzhi glanced over, "I'm going to the restroom."
However, 10 minutes later, as she came out, she saw Ye Jiaorui applying makeup in front of the sink.
"Sister Zhizhi, what a coincidence."
Sheng Congzhi calmly pressed the water tap down.
Ye Jiaorui looked in the mirror at the exquisite, beautiful woman and her eyes flashed with jealousy.
Every time at public events like this, Sheng Congzhi's face dazzled every man present.
Even Fu Dongting had lingered his gaze on her moments before...
How could she endure that?
"Sister Zhizhi, didn't Dr. Fu come with you?" Ye Jiaorui exclaimed, "Oh, I almost forgot, you two are secretly married, and you can't appear together in public."
Sheng Congzhi couldn't bother with her, pulling out a tissue to clean her fingers.
"Why didn't you have Younger President Lu accompany you?" Ye Jiaorui continued, "I heard they're unveiling several pieces of jewelry today. Brother Dongting said he'd buy a pair of earrings for me, speaking of which..."
She smiled, "I owe it to you for persuading Senior Sister Luo to restore that painting, otherwise Brother Dongting wouldn't be so grateful to me."
"Are you that happy over a pair of earrings?" Sheng Congzhi finally spoke, "I think you should aim higher, like learning from me and striving to marry into the Fu Family soon. Don't just be satisfied by getting a mere pair of earrings."
"What are you proud of?" Ye Jiaorui's expression twisted instantly, "Yes, you married into the Fu Family, but aside from the elders of both families, who else knows you're the Fu family's daughter-in-law? Besides that set of marital house, what else can Fu Yan give you? Don't think I don't know, he's just Mr. Fu's illegitimate son, drives a lousy domestic car, and doesn't even have shares in the Fu Family..."
"Slap!"
A slap unexpectedly landed on her face.
Ye Jiaorui's eyes widened as she covered her face in disbelief, "You... you dared to hit me?"
Sheng Congzhi was calm, "Before returning to the Ye Family, could you afford a domestic car? Why look down on domestic cars?"
"You..."
"Plus, you should be thankful that it was I who hit you." Sheng Congzhi spoke quickly, "At last week's birthday banquet, Mr. Lu's cousin got his right hand broken and three ribs kicked in by Fu Yan just for calling him an illegitimate child. Do you want to try?"
Indeed, Ye Jiaorui's eyes widened even further.
**
Back inside the venue, Qin Zhenzhen approached, "Why were you gone for so long?"
Sheng Congzhi picked up a wine glass from the table, "My hand hurts."
"Ah?"
Having taken a sip of wine, Ye Jiaorui returned.
With more foundation applied to her face and her hair hanging down to cover it, you couldn't tell she had been slapped.
After all...
Sheng Congzhi's slap wasn't that severe because later, there was more face-slapping to do.
"Oh my, oh my!" Qin Zhenzhen began to shout again, "How come Lu Jiangnian, that peacock, is here too? And who is that woman with him?"
Sheng Congzhi looked up.
Lu Jiangnian was impeccably dressed in a suit, dashing, with a beautiful and attractive woman beside him.
Dressed in a modified lake green Cheongsam, with long hair styled up, the fabric clinging to her body.
Just her voluptuous figure alone was enough to stir the imagination…
Indeed, as they entered the brightly lit venue, an exquisitely made-up face became clear.
"Xia Zhixi!"
Hearing that name, Sheng Congzhi's fingers tightened slightly.
Xia Zhixi.
The young lady of Yun City's Xia Family, also publicly recognized as Yun City's top socialite.
Born graceful and lovely, adored by everyone from childhood, she was a true daughter of heaven.
And an expert in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, she had even been the top scholar in her college entrance exam. Though she never entered the entertainment industry, she was still famous online and even had a dedicated fan club.
"When did she return to the country?"
"I don't know."
Qin Zhenzhen was speechless, "How do you not know anything? Did you know your husband almost married her... damn!"
Sheng Congzhi: "..."
Here it came again.
Qin Zhenzhen was a worldly and wealthy socialite, but she always managed to shock and startle...
The next second.
Qin Zhenzhen leaned over, "Your husband is here!"
Sheng Congzhi's eyelids twitched.
Looking up again.
It really was him.
Crossing through the crowd, that fierce and handsome face astonishingly appeared before her, dressed in black, the top two buttons of his shirt undone, his jacket casually draped over one arm, complete with gold-rimmed glasses.
His expression was very indifferent, yet his lips were half-curled, resembling a duplicitous sophisticate like someone straight out of a TV drama.
As Fu Yan sat down beside Xia Zhixi, Sheng Congzhi averted her gaze.
And Qin Zhenzhen had to remind, "Quick, quick, your husband is looking this way, he saw you!"
Sheng Congzhi was speechless, "…you could be a bit louder."