Leng Yichen wrapped his arm around Bai Yiran’s waist and spoke gently but firmly, "You don’t have to go if you don’t want to."
Leng Yichen publicly disregarding his own face made Leng Liewei’s gaze turn fierce.
Bai Yiran smiled gracefully, "It’s alright. I’ve been sticking by your side, delaying you from discussing business, and I want to go take a break anyway."
Being at Leng Yichen’s side indeed left no ti for rest. As one group left, another approached, and Leng Yichen, as the host, couldn’t ignore them. So during this long ti, besides drinking a little wine as a formality, Bai Yiran hardly had anything to eat or drink.
"Then go take a break. If anything cos up, just find , and I’ll be there anyti." Leng Yichen softly said in front of everyone, lowering his head to kiss Bai Yiran’s lips. He sprinkled another handful of dog food, making the young girls around who had their eyes set on Leng Yichen almost cry out of jealousy.
Bai Yiran blushed, her face showing nothing but sweetness.
Luna chuckled and nudged Qi Hui, who was next to her with a gloomy expression, "Xiao Hui, why don’t you co along with too? You’ve organized today’s party so well; you’re a major contributor. Co with , and I’ll introduce you to so ladies and young won to help expand your network."
Qi Hui’s stiff body paused briefly, imdiately snapping back to reality, she smiled and took Luna’s hand, "Alright, Mrs. Leng!"
Qi Hui and Luna were about the sa age, but in terms of hierarchy, Qi Hui automatically considered herself a junior, treating Luna with both sycophancy and respect.
Luna was pleased with Qi Hui’s attitude; the two walked ahead arm in arm, while Bai Yiran, the rightful wife, was left behind.
Nevertheless, Bai Yiran felt quite comfortable. She couldn’t act like Qi Hui, chatting and laughing arm in arm with Luna.
The conversations among the society ladies were indeed boring, nothing but plastic surgeries, luxury goods, love, marriage, money...
Bai Yiran found these topics not very interesting but had to engage reluctantly.
However, Qi Hui was quite experienced and comfortable, even enjoying it. Everyone saw her coming over with Luna and earlier standing at the door in the President’s wife’s place to welco guests, wasn’t this a sign of status? However, they hadn’t dug deep into who exactly Qi Hui was.
"Is this Mr. Leng’s wife?" a young girl asked.
Everyone’s attention once again returned to Bai Yiran.
Bai Yiran nodded with a smile, "Yes."
The young girl’s eyes couldn’t hide her envy, "You’re really beautiful, such a perfect match with Mr. Leng!"
The girl then turned to Qi Hui and asked, "This is Mr. Leng’s wife, and who are you?"
Qi Hui was stunned, biting her lip slightly, her eyes towards the girl turning resentful.
"I am..."
"Oh, she is the daughter of Old Leng’s good friend, currently working at Huai; she is a trusted aide of our Yichen!"
Luna’s words instantly resolved Qi Hui’s awkwardness, elevating her status.
Qi Hui’s expression relaxed a bit, gracefully nodding to everyone.
Everyone heard she was the daughter of Leng Liewei’s friend, so she must be a lady of a noble family, and now she is also a trusted aide of Leng Yichen, her status instantly surpassing Bai Yiran, who had only looks and the title of President’s wife.
Bai Yiran watched as the expressions of those people changed one by one, feeling waves of helplessness in her heart.
A waiter ca over with a tray holding a few glasses of cocktails with very low alcohol content.
Qi Hui picked up one of them and, bypassing Luna, directly handed it to Bai Yiran, "Yiran, have a drink."
"Sorry, I don’t feel like drinking right now." Bai Yiran looked at Qi Hui’s hand and did not take the drink.
"There’s hardly any alcohol in it, how can you attend a party and not drink?"
Qi Hui continued.
"Yes, Yiran! As a daughter-in-law of the Leng Family, shouldn’t you toast everyone as part of being a good host?"
Luna said.
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