Just then, Shi i’s phone rang.
After giving Shi Keke a cold glance, he withdrew his hand, took out his phone to answer the call, and after not knowing what the other party said, he simply responded with, "Almost there." and then hung up the phone.
Shi Keke leaned against the car window, playing with her hair as if nothing had happened just now.
The car sped away...
*
After entering the castle, Shen Cheng was quite composed, even when facing so upper-class people or high officials, she remained unperturbed.
The smile in Shi Yu’s eyes beca more evident; this little woman’s reaction was indeed within his expectations.
No matter what occasion she attended, she was always so calm and composed.
From the mont she entered, Shen Cheng beca a scenery, attracting many people’s attention.
And while they were looking at her, their gazes were filled with deep inquiry.
She was still sowhat uneasy, but she didn’t show it, trying her best to blend into the environnt.
The guests attending this birthday banquet were one by one glamorous, radiantly healthy, engaging in polite conversation under the bright and clear crystal lamps.
Shen Cheng walked by Shi Yu’s side, holding his hand without saying a word.
"When we et people later, just call them what I call them."
His large hand covered hers, gripping tightly, the burning heat from Shi Yu’s palm seeping into her skin.
"Understood," she replied lightly.
She was very aware that she could not ss around today, and had to behave properly, because even a slight mishap could impact the old man’s reputation and prestige, so no mistakes were allowed.
Moreover, not all the attendees of the old man’s birthday banquet were outsiders; apart from those dignitaries, so mbers of the Shi Family would also arrive one after another.
The old man only had two sons, but he also had a brother. Adding up all the family mbers from the top to the bottom, there were almost twenty people. It seems the two families were related by blood after all.
"Uncle,"
Shi Yu stopped in front of a middle-aged man in a suit, who looked to be just over fifty and was well grood. If one didn’t look closely at the wrinkles on his face, one couldn’t tell his age.
He was called Shi Jincheng, the son of Mr. Shi’s brother, older than Shi Yu’s father, hence Shi Yu called him Uncle.
Shen Cheng glanced at the man and also called out, "Uncle."
She had a smile on her face, looking obedient and sensible, just like a docile little kitty.
"You are..." The man perhaps did not recognize Shi Yu, frowned, and looked him over before turning his gaze to Shen Cheng’s face.
"Shi Yu," Shi Yu lifted his lips, smiling as he introduced himself.
In front of outsiders, he was always cold, and it was always others who flocked to him, the likelihood of him initiating conversation was almost zero.
"Xiao Yu..." Shi Jincheng laughed heartily: "It seems I have gotten old, my eyes have weakened, I didn’t even recognize my talented nephew!"
Shi Yu didn’t mind whether he was recognized or not, his sexy lips curved upwards, "It has been several years, it’s understandable not to recognize."
"It looks like our families should interact more often, otherwise we’ll beco more estranged," Shi Jincheng said with a laugh.
The two exchanged a few more pleasantries, and when the conversation turned to topics Shi Yu was not interested in, he seed sowhat disinterested, but he did not dampen the other’s spirits.
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