The door opened.
Song Yaodu smiled slightly.
He said, "I’m here to help Mr. Sun out of a tight spot!"
Sun Jingan repeatedly expressed his gratitude: "You’ve really helped me a lot!"
He personally welcomed the two guests, and then scrutinized another unfamiliar young man.
Song Yaodu politely adjusted his glasses.
He said, "This is Mr. Xia Minghan, whom Miss Su introduced to me from Jiangcheng not long ago. He is proficient in eight languages and is currently working as a clerk at my place."
Just a clerk?
Sun Jingan slightly doubted Mr. Xia’s level of expertise.
Song Yaodu chuckled and said, "Mr. Sun, rest assured."
At this, Sun Jingan had no more worries.
He shook Xia Minghan’s hand, saying, "Thank you for your efforts, Mr. Xia."
Xia Minghan nodded reservedly.
At that moment, the secretary poured a few glasses of champagne. "Let’s toast to a smooth event today."
Sun Jingan drank it in one gulp.
Thoroughly satisfying!
...
Business banquet hall.
Like a miniature United Nations.
From Mauritius, the Charles family brought a significant project.
Elites and celebrities from City B came one after another.
Mrs. Yin held a glass of red wine, standing proudly in the banquet hall.
Everyone knew she had climbed up by associating with He Jitang.
In conversations, they regarded her highly.
Mrs. Yin felt she was back at her peak, even more than before.
She didn’t even esteem Mrs. Sun Jingan much; she deliberately approached and said, "At such an important event, why isn’t Mr. Sun seen? Could it be true as the rumors suggest, that he has been isolated?"
Mrs. Sun Jingan was always composed.
She didn’t get angry.
She smiled reservedly: "I don’t involve myself much in Jingan’s work matters."
Mrs. Yin looked down, smiling slightly: "Husband and wife are one! Both glory and loss are shared. Madam shouldn’t be so reckless."
Mrs. Sun Jingan slightly lifted her chin.
Her expression was solemn: "Are you teaching me how to handle matters?"
Mrs. Yin was taken aback.
She didn’t expect Shuci to disregard her face directly.
Around them, whispers had already started.
[Regardless, Shuci holds her position here.]
[Exactly, Mrs. Yin is too arrogant.]
[She only knows some Bewitching Techniques after all.]
...
Mrs. Yin was slightly embarrassed.
Yin Mingzhu came to her side, supporting her.
She whispered, "When Mr. Sun has no one to rely on later, and Aunt Qin has someone to recommend, our Yin family will be in the spotlight, won’t that shut everyone up?"
Mrs. Yin was comforted.
She highly praised Yin Mingzhu’s progress.
Mother and daughter shared a deep bond.
...
Right then, VIPs came out, surrounded front and rear, looking every bit the Middle Eastern tycoons.
They asked who Mr. Sun Jingan was.
The atmosphere in the hall was subtle.
Everyone whispered secretly, now that VIPs had arrived, why hadn’t Mr. Sun appeared yet?
It seemed Mr. Sun was indeed in a tough spot...
Mrs. Yin held her glass of red wine, casually raising it towards Mrs. Sun Jingan.
Full of provocation.
On the other side, Mrs. Sun Jingan wasn’t without support.
Su Ruanruan finished her shift at the hospital and drove over.
She was dressed in an elegant white gown, her long hair pulled up, simply adorned with pearl earrings.
Beautiful and graceful.
Mrs. Sun Jingan saw her and felt slightly comforted, but her heart was still uneasy.
She was fairly aware of her husband’s predicament over the past few days.
Su Ruanruan smiled, "Don’t worry, I’m here to clarify things for you."
Mrs. Sun Jingan was both surprised and relieved.
She was no longer worried or afraid.
Just at that moment, the banquet hall doors opened...
At the doorway, stood seven or eight people.
Encircled in the middle, was Sun Jingan.
He looked as spirited as ever, full of vigor!
Flashbulbs flashed brightly.
Sun Jingan quickly walked towards the distinguished guests, shaking hands with the central figure.
He said, "Welcome to China."
He spoke in Chinese, awaiting translation.