Si Nuomin immediately greeted Xiao Anze as soon as he appeared at the entrance, and soon after, Si Nanchen, accompanied by Tan Biyang, also came over.
"Young Master Xiao, I greatly appreciate you taking the time to attend the wedding banquet of my son during your busy schedule." Si Nuomin’s smile was so broad that it almost reached his eyes.
Xiao Anze, with his hands in his pockets, looked casual, "My dad was busy, so I had to come."
A flicker of awkwardness passed over Si Nuomin’s face, and momentarily not knowing what to say, it was Si Nanchen who took over, "Young Master Xiao, please this way~"
"Hmm, just have someone take me there, you go about your business."
Seeing Xiao Anze’s "thoughtfulness," Si Nuomin’s smile returned, thinking that Xiao must be treating this place like his own home party, otherwise why would he be so agreeable?
At that moment, Si Nuomin was very confident that if Si Nanchen wanted to expand New City Entertainment Company domestically, perhaps Xiao Anze could really be of help.
Meanwhile, Yang Qiao was about to touch up her makeup after using the restroom, when she heard a disdainful voice from outside, which sounded somewhat familiar, so she didn’t go out.
Outside, Fangfang complained inequitably, "Xiaoxiao, why did your cousin invite that vixen to her wedding?"
"Fangfang, don’t speak recklessly, and besides, this is not the place for such comments. My cousin has her reasons for inviting her."
"But you don’t know, she deliberately dressed up glamorously tonight, just as a journalist to attend this wedding, she surely has ulterior motives!"
Just thinking of how Zhuang Shuqing dressed like a glamorous socialite, Fangfang felt an insane jealousy stirring inside her.
Lin Xiaoxiao, annoyed, cut her off, "Alright, stop it. If our cousin hears this she’ll scold us again, let’s go, the banquet is about to begin."
"Hmph, you’re just too kind-hearted. If I were you, I would definitely use my connection with the boss to suppress Zhuang Shuqing..."
The voice faded away, Yang Qiao walked with light steps to the mirror and began touching up her makeup, as if nothing had happened.
As for how much she heard, only she knew.
Zhuang Shuqing had been taking pictures for a while and, seeing that the banquet was about to start, she followed the seat number on the invitation and sat down.
Wearing high heels to work was truly unwise.
However, the shoes matched her outfit, and perhaps Lu Jinyang would be unhappy if she didn’t wear them?
She thought so to herself.
Zhuang Shuqing gently massaged her calves, noticing they were not as sore anymore, she then placed her camera in her bag. While ready to zip it up, she suddenly remembered she hadn’t seen Lu Jinyang yet, so she took out her phone and dialed his number.
The phone kept ringing, but no one answered. Zhuang Shuqing called once and didn’t try again, placing her phone back in her bag and quietly waiting for the dishes to be served. This text is hosted at n͟o͟v͟e͟l͟f͟i͟r͟e͟.net
"Miss Zhuang, could you please come out for a moment?"
Zhuang Shuqing looked sideways and saw a waiter speaking to her, uncertain, she asked the waiter, "Excuse me, were you talking to me just now?"
"Yes, the host of tonight’s event would like to see you up front for a moment."
Zhuang Shuqing thought, the host must be Si Nanchen or Tan Biyang.
Regardless of which one of them it was, she felt no need to go, so she shook her head to the waiter, "Sorry, I’m feeling a bit under the weather, please tell him I’ll find him later when I’m better."
"I see~" The waiter seemed troubled, but unable to resist Zhuang Shuqing’s pleading look, nodded involuntarily, then left.
However, it wasn’t long before the waiter returned, looking apologetic, "I’m very sorry Miss Zhuang, the host asks that you please come over now."