The whole place fell into a deathly silence!
The next second, it was interrupted by a successive "hiss~" "ahh~" "damn~" from the crowd.
Especially those who had just been sarcastically congratulating the couple, Qi Yuan’s casually uttered three words were like a resounding slap across their faces.
Including Old Master Fu upstairs.
No one had expected the turn of events to play out .
Wasn’t it said that President Fu and the young Miss of the Chu family grew up together since childhood?
Wasn’t it said that they were childhood sweethearts?
Wasn’t today’s banquet supposed to announce their wedding date, claiming they were about to get married?
This... how is this so different from what they imagined?
A nearly imperceptible crack appeared on Chu Xiyao’s face, her eyes shook violently, and she felt nothing but shock.
How... how can this be?!
Weren’t they about to get married?
Did Qi Yuan... actually not remember her?
How could this be possible?!
Fu Yizhi maintained a shocked demeanor, while Fu Qixiu beside her wanted to cover his face with embarrassment.
He felt a fleeting sympathy for Chu Xiyao!
"Who are you?" Those three words were absolutely devastating!
Even he, a bystander, couldn’t help but feel a twinge of heartache; there was nothing more piercing than that!
The silence was so profound that one could hear a pin drop, lasting a long time before finally erupting.
"What? President Fu actually doesn’t recognize Chu Xiyao?"
"That’s wrong! Aren’t those two childhood sweethearts?"
"But from the way President Fu looks, it doesn’t seem like he is lying; he genuinely doesn’t remember Chu Xiyao."
"This is so awkward, my god! What kind of melodramatic script is this?!"
The Fu family’s banquet has never been open to media, so there were no journalists present.
But now, who needs reporters?
The guests instantly turned into paparazzi.
Supporting Character A: "President Fu, did you just say you don’t recognize the young Miss of the Chu family?"
Fu Qiyuan frowned, looking utterly confused, "Should I know her?"
Everyone on the scene: "..."
Supporting Character B: "Um... wasn’t it said that you and the young Miss of the Chu family grew up together since childhood and are childhood sweethearts?"
The Chu family, grown up together since childhood, childhood sweethearts—these three cues made Fu Qiyuan somewhat recollect.
His eyes paused slightly, his gaze coming to rest on the woman before him.
The hesitation and uncertainty in his voice widened the crack on Chu Xiyao’s face.
He truly didn’t remember her!
In an instant, Chu Xiyao composed her expression and revealed a gracious and proper smile, nodding gently.
"Qi Yuan, long time no see."
"When did you come back?" Fu Qiyuan asked, his face expressionless, his tone calm and undisturbed.
"Hmm." A single indifferent word, without any particular significance.
Everyone exchanged looks—were these two people really about to get married?
It felt just a bit better than being strangers!
Supporting Character C: "President Fu, is today’s banquet meant to announce your marriage?"
Supporting Character D: "President Fu, are you really getting married?"
Faced with everyone’s excited and curious expressions, Fu Qiyuan’s icy gaze swept over them, and he spoke unhurriedly:
Although the answer was simple, it was very clear.
It had adequately answered their questions.
Today’s banquet was indeed to announce his wedding, and he was indeed getting married!
Wow, wow, wow... I didn’t expect it to be true!
But who could the lucky person be?
The crowd was once abuzz with excitement and began to ask eagerly,
"President Fu, may I ask who your marriage partner is?"
"Is she also present today?"
"Is it Miss Chu from the Chu family?"
"Rumors say that the Fu family and the Chu family have long planned to unite through marriage. Are you planning to make your relationship public today?"
"It’s said that you have been deeply and unregretfully in love with Miss Chu from the Chu family, silently waiting for her to return from overseas. Is this true?"
Suddenly, every guest turned into a paparazzo, to be exact, even more professional than a paparazzo.
The questions they asked were spot-on!
But in their hearts, they already had an answer.
The bride of Fu Qiyuan was definitely Chu Xiyao!
One should say that in their hearts, only Chu Xiyao was worthy of Fu Qiyuan.
They grew up together from childhood; their families were old friends.
Chu Xiyao herself was not weak in ability or cunning; she was a prominent figure in Yong City and would not have been called the number one socialite of Yong City otherwise.
She was not only the goddess in the hearts of many young men of Yong City but also the top daughter-in-law candidate for many powerful and wealthy families.
Yet, the goddess was very humble. While handling family business, she also found time to further her studies in Europe, simply perfection beyond belief.
Moreover, her personality was very similar to Fu Qiyuan’s. Both were unmarried, their temperaments matched, family backgrounds were compatible, and they were at the right age for marriage — wasn’t it logical for them to be together?
As for Fu Qiyuan waiting for Chu Xiyao, that was also well-founded.
After all, over the years, the only woman who had been close to Fu Qiyuan was Chu Xiyao!
About him just forgetting Chu Xiyao...
Didn’t he remember her again later?
In response to the numerous questions from the crowd, Fu Qiyuan showed no signs of anger. Instead, he seemed to be in a very good mood.
He patiently answered their questions with "She’s here."
Those brief three words made everyone even more excited.
"May I know which lady it is?"
Although the guests asked this, their gaze fell on the woman in front of Fu Qiyuan.
Chu Xiyao took a deep breath and put on a gentle smile, ready to speak.
Fu Qiyuan, however, walked past her with an expressionless face, continuing forward.
Her body instantly stiffened in place, unable to react.
However, the others clearly noticed that the closer he got to the front, the colder aura of Fu Qiyuan became increasingly soft.
The expression on his face that once seemed cold and intimidating was now much gentler.
He walked straight to that line and finally stopped in front of Su Ran.
The gaze that fell on the girl transformed into gentle, spring water.
"I’m sorry, I’m late!"
Su Ran watched the man without blinking. She shook her head, her face beaming with a lustrous smile.
Fu Qiyuan adjusted her slipping shawl and bent down to kiss her forehead, the two of them surrounded by a sweet, pink aura.
A series of gasps sounded throughout the venue.
When Chu Xiyao heard it, she suddenly turned around, only to see Fu Qiyuan standing in front of Su Ran, naturally wrapping his arm around her waist, pulling her into his embrace, and turning to address the crowd—
"Let me introduce everyone to my future wife, Su Ran."
Chu Xiyao’s head buzzed, and she swayed on her feet!
Everyone else was dumbfounded, staring at them in shock.
The two stood together in a gentle embrace, a match so natural that it was hard to look away.
The man dignified and reserved, the woman cool and gracious!
Both of them exuded an indescribable presence.
Dressed similarly in black, the rose on the man’s chest perfectly melded with the rose on the woman’s.
One not dimmed by the other in the slightest!