Mu Yan wrinkled her nose, "Actually, I hadn’t even thought about my birthday. It was my great-grandfather who insisted on celebrating it. Look, the event turned out quite grand. I’m a bit embarrassed. I’m just how old?"
Jin Jumo expressed understanding. Indeed, this birthday banquet was a bit too extravagant and ostentatious, considering Mu Yan was only fifteen. For families like theirs, even an eighteenth birthday party wasn’t this elaborate.
Mu Yan frowned quizzically, her big eyes glancing at Rong Mochen behind her, "Did you come with Uncle Rong?"
Jin Jumo was stunned, not reacting to whom she was referring to for a moment.
Mu Yan’s eyes widened with curiosity as she looked at her, "Sister Jin, are you dating Uncle Rong?"
"..." Jin Jumo blinked and only then understood who she was referring to as "Uncle Rong."
It’s just that... Rong Mochen wasn’t even thirty yet, about twenty-eight, but in Mu Yan’s view, he had already been elevated to the "uncle" generation... It felt, strange!
Jin Jumo didn’t deny it, giving Mu Yan a look of acquiescence.
She didn’t know if it was her imagination, but she seemed to see a hint of disappointment in Mu Yan’s eyes.
"I thought Sister Jin would be with my little uncle!" Mu Yan sighed softly.
"..." Jin Jumo’s eyes flickered slightly, and she didn’t speak.
"Sister Jin, actually Uncle Rong is quite good too, it’s just that he’s a bit cold." Perhaps seeing Jin Jumo didn’t say anything, Mu Yan thought she had said something wrong and quickly said.
Jin Jumo lowered her head a little, "I actually haven’t decided yet."
Jin Jumo didn’t know why she ended up telling Mu Yan this. Although there wasn’t much interaction between the two of them before, she truly liked this young girl. And since she was only fifteen, discussing matters of romance should be avoided, but she just couldn’t help speaking.
"Haven’t decided yet?"
Mu Yan was surprised at first and then delighted, "So that means, you and Uncle Rong aren’t really together yet, my little uncle still has a chance..."
When Mu Yan spoke the last note, it was suddenly drawn out, her voice unable to conceal her shock and astonishment.
Jin Jumo was startled, looking at her, realizing that her gaze was directed towards the banquet hall door, she squinted slightly and followed her line of sight.
What entered her vision was a stunning couple.
The man wore a perfectly tailored black suit, paired with a white shirt and a light gray pinstripe vest, matching tie. The narrow-waist design perfectly highlighted his slim and tall physique, and his long legs were strikingly straight and prominent under the black suit trousers.
The woman wore a mermaid-style floor-length evening dress in a vibrant red. Her neck was supported by only two thin red ribbons on the dress, revealing two crescent-like white shoulders. A goddess-like long straight black hair cascaded gracefully over her chest, with deep-set features and seductive red lips, instantly outshining many fashionably dressed socialites, her beauty breathtaking.
And these two, weren’t they Ying Jingyao and Jian Liangtong!
Jin Jumo inhaled slightly, stunned by Jian Liangtong’s beauty that night!
"So beautiful!" Mu Yan gasped lightly beside Jin Jumo, her eyes fixed on Jian Liangtong.
Jin Jumo, obedient to her words, raised her eyebrows slightly, glanced at Mu Yan, and saw her staring unblinkingly at Jian Liangtong, finding it amusing.
It seems, not only men like to see beautiful women, women are no exception!
"Indeed very beautiful!" Jin Jumo sincerely said.
However, Mu Yan felt a twinge in her heart, her small face fell down, withdrew her gaze, and loyally looked at Jin Jumo, "Sister Jin, actually, I think you are better than her."
"...Ah?" Jin Jumo was slightly puzzled.
"That woman is indeed very beautiful, but her beauty is too aggressive, too sharp, not good." Mu Yan spoke critically, but her eyes honestly sneaked back to Jian Liangtong.
"Sister Jin, compared to her, you are much better." Mu Yan said.
Jin Jumo and Jian Liangtong, in terms of appearances, weren’t of the same type.
Jin Jumo looked fresh and sweet, with charming almond eyes and two sweet dimples, her smile gave a warm and gentle feeling, so others couldn’t help but want to get closer.
Jin Jumo’s beauty wouldn’t make fellow women feel excluded, threatened, or overshadowed.
But it was different with Jian Liangtong.
She was too gorgeous, her supermodel-like face was deep and well-defined, and with heart-shaped red lips, wherever she went, it seemed like she carried a blaze of fire, burning everything.
Such overly beautiful women were indeed not easy to accept.
Just like the "scandal" with Huo Shaojun, the internet was almost entirely criticizing her!
"Sister Jin, don’t mind it, she’s purely just my little uncle’s companion, I can tell that the person my little uncle actually likes is..." ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭•𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦•𝘯𝘦𝘵
Mu Yan hadn’t finished speaking when a chilling male voice suddenly drifted over from behind her and Jin Jumo.
Jin Jumo and Mu Yan’s backs shivered almost simultaneously, slightly drawing their breath, both slowly turned their heads, and when they saw Rong Mochen standing behind them without knowing when, they quickly exchanged a glance and shook their heads, speaking in unison, "Nothing..."
Rong Mochen’s black eyes were deep, his structured face calmly gazing at Jin Jumo. Jin Jumo pursed her lips tightly, obviously having nothing to feel guilty about, but being stared at so coolly made the hairs on the back of her neck stand up uncontrollably.