Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Yan Rusheng retracted his gazed from Xuxu who had already gone upstairs and coldly glanced at both men on his left and right. “If you don’t shut your mouth, you will not live to see tomorrow’s sunrise.”
Lu Yinan pretended to be scared and begged for forgiveness. “Don’t be angry Young Master Yan. We’re just fooling around with you. Please be assured that we will not shoot our mouth off in front of Xuxu. After all, professing your love to the girl cannot be done by anyone. It’s more sincere to do it yourself.”
After saying that, he turned and looked at Ming Ansheng and the rest and knitted his eyebrows. “Do you all agree?”
Everyone nodded their heads. “Exactly. Whoever started the trouble should end it. Even if we were to take his place, Xuxu wouldn’t believe too.”
Those young masters started to chime in and couldn’t stop at it.
Yan Rusheng couldn’t be bothered with them and was preparing to leave the ‘gossip place’ .
All of a sudden, someone asked, ” Why hasn’t Ah Heng arrived?”
Yan Rusheng halted his steps!
That’s right, in his busy state, he had forgotten about that fellow. He had forgotten that he should be present in such occasion.
He swept his gaze around the entire ballroom, but didn’t catch sight of Jiang Zhuoheng.
It’s already so late and he wasn’t here yet. Would he still be coming? That man is fond of pretending to be well-behaved and well-mannered in the presence of the elders. Hence, being late wasn’t his style.
He snorted. “It’s better that he didn’t come.”
“His flight landed at the capital city at 7 p.m. and would probably reach about 8 p.m.” Lu Yinan glanced at his watch. “Arriving soon.”
When Ming Ansheng heard this, he smiled meaningfully. “Let’s also play mahjong later. It’s been a long time since we last played.”
While both of them were talking, Yan Rusheng had already walked far away from them.
Ming Ansheng looked at his back and yelled, “Third Yan, where are you going? Let’s play two rounds when Ah Heng arrives!”
Young Master Yan didn’t stop in his steps and walked to the buffet area. He took a glass of red wine and walked towards the stairway.
After office hours, they went straight to the party and had not taken a bite. It’s almost 8 p.m. and he wondered if there were any food being served upstairs.
He hated himself for lacking guts, but he couldn’t help but worry for her.
“Secretary Liu, it’s my honor to have you here. Forgive me for not going out to meet you.”
Yan Rusheng held the wine glass with one hand and placed the other hand into the pocket of his trousers. His steps were casual and graceful as he maneuvered through the crowd.
He heard Father Lu greeting the guests at the entrance cheerfully and looked in his direction. There was a look of astonishment in his eyes.
Secretary Liu brought his wife and… Fang Jiayin.
This wasn’t what he expected.
“Barrister Lu, you are too courteous. I am the one who came late.”
“You’re not late.”
“Madam Liu.”
“She is my niece, Jiayin.”
“The young lady who had just come back from abroad. I’ve long heard about her.”
“Uncle Lu, you flatter me.”
Fang Jiayin wore a coral blue gown and a white knitted shawl that was draped over her shoulders. Her long tresses flowed past her shoulders and she looked gentle yet impressive.
She looked at Father Lu and nodded politely. Her voice was clear and sweet-sounding.
Yan Rusheng didn’t halt his steps. He merely stole a glance and continued walking up the stairs.
“President Yan.”
Suddenly, someone shouted at him from behind. It was Secretary Liu.
He stopped in his tracks and turned around slowly. Secretary Liu had already begun walking towards him with gleeful steps.
He greeted calmly, “Secretary Liu.”
“I’ve always wanted to pay you a visit and what a coincidence to run into you here.” There was a fawning smile on Secretary Liu’s face.
In the presence of Yan Rusheng, he neither put on an aura nor grandeur of a key government official of a big city.
