Chapter 697: Chapter 697: Want to Reconcile with Rong Yan Completely?
Rong Weiwei forced a smile, no longer wanting to speak, and her eyes began to wander around. Quickly, her gaze locked onto the reason she had made the trip today.
“Mufeng, I see my sister. Let’s go say hello,” she said, eager to hold Shi Mufeng’s hand and head over to where Rong Yan was.
Shi Mufeng initially didn’t realise Rong Yan was here, but now seeing her, his pupils constricted sharply, and he suddenly gripped Rong Weiwei’s hand tighter.
Rong Weiwei, who had been leading him forward, was suddenly pulled back, nearly stumbling. She turned her head back, puzzled, and said blankly, “Mufeng?”
Shi Mufeng didn’t even glance at her, his mind filled with the memory of the slap and warning he received because of Rong Yan, his eyes darkened while the corners of his mouth curled up, “I don’t want to go over there!”
“Why?” Rong Weiwei still wanted to parade their affection in front of Rong Yan, to disgust her. If he refused to go over, wouldn’t it disrupt her plan?
She bit her lip and, with a flicker in her eyes, tilted her head upward and ventured, “Are you still angry at my sister? She probably didn’t mean to keep us in the dark about her and Mr. Li; she was most likely afraid we’d bring up something from five years ago in front of Mr. Li.”
The stain from five years ago would forever be a blot on Rong Yan’s record, even if the man back then wasn’t Huang Youde, it would have been some other man! She wouldn’t sit idly by; this time, she intended to give Rong Yan a significant gift!
Rong Weiwei tightened her grip on his arm and softened her voice, “Mufeng, since we’ve already seen my sister, let’s go over and offer her a toast. How about it?”
Shi Mufeng’s brow furrowed into a Sichuan character, showing no intention of going over there.
She persisted, pulling out all the stops, “For my sake, let’s not hold a grudge against my sister. The issue from the other day has already caused so much distress at home; I don’t want to see our family thrown into disarray because of an issue between my sister and me. I truly want to reconcile with her, and I don’t want to have any more conflicts with her.”
“Mufeng, will you accompany me over there?”
Shi Mufeng saw the watery shimmer in her apricot eyes, felt a twinge of reluctance in his heart, and remembered all the recent gossip implying that she was looking for fun in nightclubs—he found it hard to refuse her request as she had never confronted him about it and had borne it all silently, “I understand.”
Rong Weiwei’s face brightened with joy, her delicate features beaming with happiness, “Thank you, Mufeng. I knew you would stand by me.”
As she spoke, she held his arm even tighter.
Shi Mufeng found himself firmly linked by her assertion of ownership, surrounded by onlookers glancing their way; however, he lost the sense of ease and pride he used to feel, driven more by a sense of duty than anything else, he did not pull away.
“Qi Yue.” Rong Yan was unaware that some pests were once again targeting her as she only glanced over when Rong Weiwei and the others entered, and promptly headed to the corner to find the obedient girl who had been waiting there with a juice in hand.
Qi Yue had also dressed formally today, a white ladylike dress complemented by a cute pearl hairpin, looking demure and tranquil. Unfortunately, amid the dazzling beauties in the VIP room, her serene appearance seemed dull and lacklustre. Despite also being one of the top ten contestants—ranking even higher than Xia Xue—not a single investor or executive seemed to notice her