"Humph," the old Mrs. Jun was very dissatisfied with the old Mr. Jun’s protection of Jun Moyan.
The few collateral relatives with more power to speak saw the atmosphere was becoming somewhat awkward and quickly came out to make peace.
At this moment, a young man and woman walked in through the doorway.
It was Jun Wuyang and Ji Hongyan.
"Grandpa, Grandma, Dad, Mom..." Jun Wuyang greeted as he entered.
"Wuyang has arrived—come, sit here by Grandma," said the steely-faced old Mrs. Jun, her expression softening into a smile upon seeing her eldest grandson.
"All right." Jun Wuyang smiled, sat down beside old Mrs. Jun, and didn’t deign to give Jun Moyan a single glance from start to finish.
And of course, Jun Moyan couldn’t be bothered to pay him any attention either.
"Grandfather Jun, Grandmother Jun, Chairman Jun, Mrs. Jun, good day," Ji Hongyan greeted them softly and gracefully.
As for the other collateral relatives, there were simply too many she didn’t recognize, so she settled for a general greeting to all.
These collateral relatives didn’t recognize Ji Hongyan at all, but seeing her politeness, they also nodded in response.
However, they were curious in their minds, wondering what an outsider was doing at the Jun family banquet.
Could she be Jun Wuyang’s girlfriend?
That seemed unlikely; among the major families, there didn’t appear to be any by the surname Ji.
Seeing the perfunctory responses, Ji Hongyan didn’t feel embarrassed.
Finally, she looked at Jun Moyan, who was sitting beside old Mr. Jun, blushed, and greeted him:
"Good day, Third Young Master Jun."
Jun Moyan didn’t even lift his eyes or nod his head, as if he hadn’t heard her at all.
As for Jun Moyan’s reaction, Ji Hongyan had expected as much.
Although she had a private deal with Jun Wuyang, she also sincerely liked Jun Moyan.
Or rather, in Capital City, there was no woman who didn’t like Jun Moyan.
Seeing Jun Moyan’s lack of response, old Mrs. Jun spoke up displeased, "It’s really unmannerly; Miss Ji is greeting you."
As for Ji Hongyan, old Mrs. Jun didn’t actually have a good impression of her either.
Of course, it was normal not to have a good impression; how could she let such girls easily fall into Jun Moyan’s lap?
Jun Moyan raised his eyes, glanced at Ji Hongyan, and responded indifferently:
Yet, that cold look and the sentence devoid of any emotion were enough to send Ji Hongyan’s heart fluttering with excitement.
The thought that she would be overturning clouds and rain with this man tonight and become the envied Mrs. Third Young Master had her so agitated that she couldn’t find a place to rest her hands.
From the side, Jun Wuyang looked at the blushing Ji Hongyan, a flash of enmity crossing his eyes.
This enmity, naturally, was directed towards Jun Moyan.
Jun Wuyang held one-fifth of the Jun family’s current assets in his hands, an amount everyone envied; after all, even his father had only a little more than him. Yet, he was still dissatisfied.
After Jun Moyan was forced out of the Jun family, he started from scratch, building his own business, and his ventures grew larger, spanning both legal and underworld dealings.
If this trend continued, surpassing a first-rate major family in a few years would be no problem.
Nowadays, whenever Capital City’s most influential major families were mentioned, the scene was thus: Jun Family, Shangguan Family, Gu Family... and Jun Moyan!
Jun Moyan was practically a one-man family!
And every time the wealthiest and most powerful young men of Capital City were mentioned, he, Jun Moyan, was undoubtedly at the top.
Sometimes, a man’s jealousy can be even more terrifying than a woman’s.
"You’ve also reached the age to marry, and I find Miss Ji quite suitable for you; you two are a good match. When will you settle the marriage and bring her home?"
From beginning to end, the old Mrs. Jun didn’t use even the most basic terms of address for Jun Moyan.
The content of her words also contained no intention of consulting the person involved.