“I’m fine.” Jiang Yao shook her head, firmly planting her hand in Lu Xingzhi’s palm and lowering her voice before adding, “I just don’t feel good hearing others commenting about how Chen Feitang and you look good as a couple.”
Lu Xingzhi broke into a smile. He was very pleased to see Jiang Yao’s increasing possessiveness and jealousy.
Chen Feitang, noticing Jiang Yao’s presence at the charity ball, subconsciously turned her attention toward the nineteen-year-old girl. Coincidentally, they both had a white evening gown on tonight.
She was always confident with her looks, but standing next to Jiang Yao, she had to admit how beautiful Jiang Yao was.
Jiang Yao’s beauty was as pleasant as the winter sun shining, radiating warmth, and spreading light to all. Her graceful demeanor only served to enhance her already charming looks. Chen Feitang had absolutely no idea that a strong and dominant person like Lu Xingzhi would fall for a woman like Jiang Yao.
Chen Feitang always thought that Lu Xingzhi preferred women like her, strong, imposing, and dominant. She never attempted to suppress her identity from the public eye, on the contrary, she wanted everyone to know how attractive and how capable she was.
Yet, reality was different. The woman that made Lu Xingzhi smile so happily, was Jiang Yao.
Compared to Jiang Yao, Chen Feitang was, quite frankly, pathetic. She tried so hard to attract Lu Xingzhi, only to receive his cold shoulder.
They had known each other for years but Lu Xingzhi did not smile at her, not even once.
Lu Xingzhi moved his hand and rested it on Jiang Yao’s waist, as if to declare his sovereignty, to the astonishment of the people around them.
“Are you happy now?” Lu Xingzhi whispered in Jiang Yao’s ears.
Jiang Yao felt the attention of the hall and her face turned a crimson red. How could she not be happy? Now, everyone knew that Lu Xingzhi was her beau.
She looked at Chen Feitang, whose face had turned pale, and nodded. Yep, she was even happier now.
Lu Xingzhi briefly conversed with Old General Liang in a low voice before calling out to Zhou Weiqi and entered the hall with Jiang Yao in his arms.
“What’s Xuyao and the Chen family’s relationship?” Jiang Yao was suddenly reminded that both Chen Xuyao and General Chen shared the same surname. “Could it be that Xuyao is actually cousins with Chen Feitang?”
“Technically speaking, yes. However, they are not as of now; they belong only to the same clan,” Lu Xingzhi explained casually. “Xuyao’s great-grandfather was the actual brother of General Chen’s father. Since he was given up to an uncle from the same clan for adoption by his birth parents, Xuyao’s great-grandfather had always resented them and did not allow his descendants to rejoin the family line. It has been a few generations since, only till now have interactions started between the two families.”
Jiang Yao nodded. She was relieved to hear that Chen Xuyao and Chen Feitang were not closely related. After all, she did not like Chen Feitang—the woman who longed for her husband—at all.
“Director Lee is here too?” Jiang Yao tugged on Lu Xingzhi’s sleeve, motioning him to look at where Director Lee, who was in a conversation with Mrs. Zhou, stood.
They stood mere feet apart. Thus, Jiang Yao and Lu Xingzhi could easily listen in on Director Lee’s conversation with Mrs. Zhou and the Du family. Even Zhou Weiqi was keen to eavesdrop on the exchange.
Mrs. Zhou, Mr. and Mrs. Du were here today specifically to meet Director Lee. They were at the hospital earlier and found him missing. Knowing that he would attend today’s charity auction, they immediately came.
