"Hehe, you really are heartless." Ms. Zhou covered her mouth, laughing, "The night three months ago, have you forgotten? I left you my number, but you never called ."
By the end, there was a hint of resentnt and grievance in her tone.
Listening to Ms. Zhou, it seems like these two have had a fling!
Mu Yiliang held her wine glass, staring unblinkingly at Yan Sijue.
Hmm... I wonder how many lovers this man actually has?
"But I have no impression of you at all, sorry." Yan Sijue neither confird nor denied, just replied blandly, then he turned to Mu Yiliang, "How does this wine taste?"
Mu Yiliang, who was in spectator mode, didn’t expect the man to change the topic to her so quickly and hurriedly smiled, "Um, it’s quite good, very delicious..."
Yan Sijue’s mouth suddenly curled into a strange smile, as if he’d seen through sothing.
Mu Yiliang’s heart sank.
Did she just inadvertently reveal so flaw that this man discovered?
The overlooked Ms. Zhou’s face flashed with anger as she glanced at Mu Yiliang, "Mr. Yan, is this your new bride? Hehe..."
The "hehe" was loaded with aning.
Mu Yiliang looked at her timidly, "Hello..."
"Ms. Zhou, my wife and I still have sothing to discuss." Yan Sijue issued her a polite dismissal.
Ms. Zhou pursed her lips, in the end, not daring to make a scene, she gave a light snort and then left gracefully.
Mu Yiliang watched her back, carefully speaking, "You know her last na Zhou..."
"The second Miss of the Zhou Family, it’s not surprising to know her. But I did have a one-night stand with her." Yan Sijue smiled again, "What, do you mind?"
Mu Yiliang shook her head quickly, "No, I don’t..."
So he really did have a fling with that woman... Mu Yiliang inexplicably felt discomfort in her heart.
"I believe you don’t mind." Yan Sijue chuckled once more, took a sip of wine; his smile was sowhat peculiar.
Mu Yiliang increasingly had a bad premonition.
It always felt like... this man had more than he said.
"Grandfather is here." Yan Sijue put down his wine glass, holding her hand, "Co with ."
Without Yan Sijue’s reminder, Mu Yiliang also noticed it.
Because the crowd suddenly surged in one direction, as if a storm had swept through, capable of creating such a scene could only be Old Sir Yan, Yan Qihua.
His prestige and influence in A City were unmatched by anyone.
Next, Mu Yiliang noticed her parents and her sister, Mu Yixun, also appeared alongside Old Sir Yan.
Mu Yixun held her father’s arm and stood with her mother on Old Sir Yan’s left, her smile radiant as she received the crowd’s admiring gaze, as if she were the star of the day.
In the Mu Family, Mu Yixun had always been the star, while she had always been an outsider.
Mu Yiliang lowered her head slightly, hiding that touch of self-mockery in her eyes.
She held Yan Sijue’s arm, following him to the heart of the crowd.
"Ladies and gentlen, thank you all for gracing us with your presence at today’s banquet," Old Sir Yan’s warm voice rang out, imdiately t with cheers and enthusiastic applause from the crowd.
It was clearly the most ordinary welco speech, but because the speaker was Yan Qihua, the words seed to carry so magical power, and the crowd responded as if they’d taken a stimulant.
This is the power of money and authority... Mu Yiliang remarked to herself.
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