Yan Ting subconsciously turned his face to the side, his deep, brooding gaze instantly freezing on Banxia’s delicate features.
She had already started speaking with a smile, "Mr. Huo, congratulations! Your girlfriend is very beautiful and quite a match for you."
Yan Ting’s handso face froze as if layered with frost. His profound eyes fixed unwaveringly on Banxia’s charming smile, while a storm brewed within him.
Wei Chen also chuckled as he said, "Indeed, Yan Ting, you’re really lucky. Miss Chu, nice to et you. I’m Leng Weichen, a longti friend of Yan Ting."
Chu Tingting imdiately responded with a sweet smile, "Young Master Leng, it’s an honor to et you. Actually, we’ve t before, but we were both much younger back then."
"Who would have thought that the little girl with the ponytail from back then would grow up to be so radiant and beautiful now," Wei Chen complinted her symbolically.
As soon as Chu Tingting heard him praise her beauty, her smile widened, "Young Master Leng, you certainly have a way with words. I bet this is how you chard your girlfriend, isn’t it?"
Chu Tingting was well aware of Banxia’s previous identity, so she deliberately emphasized the word "girlfriend" with extra clarity.
Yan Ting’s gaze remained locked firmly on Banxia. When he heard Chu Tingting refer to her as Wei Chen’s girlfriend, his large hand clenched montarily before subtly pulling away Chu Tingting’s hand looped around his arm.
Though others didn’t notice this subtle gesture, Chu Tingting felt it most acutely. A flash of resentnt glimred in her beautiful eyes.
In front of so many people, she couldn’t react openly and instead continued smiling as she asked, "Yan Ting, why don’t you greet your ex-wife? Look, she’s already found a new boyfriend so quickly. Shouldn’t you offer her your blessings?"
Most of the people present already knew that Banxia was Yan Ting’s ex-wife, and they were eagerly waiting to see how the drama would unfold.
Yan Ting’s gaze swept past Chu Tingting, cold and indifferent. Then he calmly uttered, "Sorry, I need to go on stage now to deliver my speech."
As Yan Ting walked up to the stage, he still kept his gaze fixed on Banxia’s hand entwined with Wei Chen’s. His emotions were complex, and he wished nothing more than to separate them imdiately.
Banxia could also feel the shift in Yan Ting’s aura—cold, sharp, and distant.
Her heart sank slightly. Was her presence ruining his mood and making him unhappy?
Banxia laughed quietly to herself, a hint of bitterness in her tone, before saying to Wei Chen, "I really should leave now. Can you co out with for a mont? I need to return the necklace to you."
"I already said it’s a gift. It looks great on you," Wei Chen replied in a low voice.
"I don’t want it!" Banxia lifted her head, her gaze stubborn as it bore into his. "I can’t accept sothing so valuable. I appreciate your sentint, but please co outside with for a mont."
Seeing Wei Chen hesitate and remain unmoved, Banxia made her decision. Without overthinking, she grabbed his large hand and started pulling him toward the door.
To onlookers, this action undoubtedly looked like a sweet interaction between a couple.
The man who had just stepped onto the stage turned and directed his attention sharply toward the two figures heading for the exit.
Yan Ting’s heart suddenly writhed in pain—it hurt!
Was she doing this on purpose? Or was she serious?
Yan Ting’s mind was slightly chaotic; he wanted nothing more than to rush over, grab that woman, hide her away, and ensure no other man ever got close to her.
anwhile, Gu Qianxi, who was also observing the commotion, found his thoughts drifting instead to the solitary figure standing at the snack table in the food section.
"Clang!" Tong Keke, who had a natural penchant for gossip, tried balancing on tiptoe to enjoy the drama. But in her excitent, she accidentally knocked over a nearby plate, sending it crashing onto the ground.
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