Leng’s in A City is a leading company. The sixty-year-old birthday banquet for the matriarch of the Leng family naturally gathered elites from all circles. In the corner of the living room, all sorts of gifts were piled up, each one valuable, and the congratulatory voices never ceased.
"Sister-in-law, today is your sixtieth birthday, I wish you happiness!"
"Aunt, wishing you a fortune as vast as the ocean and longevity as enduring as South Mountain!"
"Come now, sister-in-law, let me toast to you. I’ll finish the drink, you take it slow, take it slow, hahaha!"
Leng Yixiu stood alone in an inconspicuous corner, coldly observing everything in front of him, the red wine in his hand swaying, casting a devilish glow, while the man’s lips carried a sarcastic curve. ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs, ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴠɪsɪᴛ novel⚑fire.net
Five years ago, when Leng’s was struggling, these people cruelly refused to help him and his mother, but now, with Leng’s shining brightly, they swarm over, trying every trick to ingratiate themselves.
This world is too hypocritical.
"What are you watching so intently?" Cheng Ying came up behind him and asked with a smile.
"Watching a play." The man didn’t turn around, just spoke lightly, bringing the red wine to his lips and tilting his head back to finish it.
Cheng Ying didn’t understand the man’s words but didn’t intend to dwell on them, she smiled, "Most of the guests have arrived, you, as the host, are hiding here. Isn’t that unreasonable? Shall we go and greet them?"
Speaking, Cheng Ying reached out, intending to hold the man’s arm, but he seemingly unintentionally dodged, stepping towards the center of the living room. Her face stiffened, her arm hung in the air for a few seconds before she could only retract it awkwardly.
She lowered her eyes to her empty right hand, a hint of hurt flashing in her eyes. This wasn’t the first time it happened; at last week’s gathering, Leng Yixiu also subtly avoided her touch.
Where exactly did it go wrong? Everything seemed fine before!
Cheng Ying didn’t know how long she stood in place until someone came up to greet her, pulling her out of her unsettled and sorrowful state. She secretly told herself she was overthinking; it must be she was overthinking!
In Leng Yixiu’s heart, she always held the utmost importance; no one could replace her. What he did just now was probably because he didn’t see her reaching out to him.
Very quickly, Cheng Ying collected all her negative emotions and returned to her beautiful, elegant self. As if nothing had happened, she walked towards the crowd wishing Mother Leng a happy birthday in her high heels.
"Aunt, happy birthday! I asked a friend to bring this blood bird’s nest from Indonesia. They say it’s great for beauty and rejuvenation, I wish you eternal youth!"
Seeing Cheng Ying, Mother Leng couldn’t stop smiling, "We’re family, why be so polite? Next time, don’t go to so much trouble, just bring yourself!"
"Alright, alright, next time I won’t be polite anymore. But this time, the gift is already bought, you must accept it."
"Alright, alright, I will accept it."
Seeing the interaction between Cheng Ying and Mrs. Leng, others knew Mrs. Leng was very satisfied with her future daughter-in-law and naturally asked, "When can we drink Miss Cheng and Mr. Leng’s wedding wine?"
Hearing this, Cheng Ying couldn’t help but glance at Leng Yixiu beside her, seeing his indifferent expression, her heart chilled though her face remained unchanged.
Neither of the two main parties said anything, instead, Mrs. Leng spoke first, "Soon, soon, we plan to handle it this year."