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"Is this your first time attending such an event?" Wu Yuqian swirled her glass of red wine, her eyes crescent-shaped with a smile as she looked at Song Pearl.
"Yes," Song Pearl nodded, feeling something was off as she gazed at the close proximity of Wu Yuqian.
There's a saying that wearing a dragon robe doesn't make one a prince, and that seemed to apply to her. At that moment, Wu Yuqian was wearing the exact same dress as hers, exuding a noble and elegant aura. The same outfit on different people revealed a stark contrast.
Qing Wenyu squinted his eyes at Wu Yuqian, clearly noticing the awkwardness of their matching outfits.
"This is also my first time at such an occasion; I do feel a bit restrained! Are all these people well-known figures in the business world?"
"Not just from the business sector; there are also political figures from our province and city, as well as some famous entertainers," Wu Yuqian casually introduced, walking over to link her arm with Qing Wenyu's. "I know some people here; come on, let me introduce you."
She turned back to Song Pearl, who was sitting alone at a table, and asked with a smile, "Pearl, you’re not going to be jealous, are you?"
Song Pearl shook her head with a smile, indicating for them to go ahead. Wu Yuqian beamed as she led Qing Wenyu toward the crowd, chatting easily and quickly blending in with the group.
"This cutie looks familiar; may I buy you a drink?" A male voice rang in Song Pearl's ear as she was watching a pair of strikingly attractive young men and women in the crowd.
Startled by the voice, she thought she recognized someone and looked up to meet the gaze of a young man with charming peach blossom eyes.
"Yuan Peng?"
The young man, around his twenties, looked handsome in a white suit that highlighted his fair complexion. Song Pearl paused for a moment, wondering how Yuan Peng had arrived.
"What Yuan Peng?" he laughed, his voice pleasant. "Let me introduce myself; my dad is Jin Zhu, the chairman of Jinmai Group. What's your name?"
The son of President Jin? Song Pearl bit her lip; she wasn't one to beat around the bush and replied, "My name is Song Pearl."
"Wow, you are Song Pearl, the one who snatched Wu Yuqian's dad and fiancé in the blink of an eye?"
The other person exclaimed with wide eyes, losing all composure. A smile spread across their face as they casually pulled out a chair and sat next to Song Pearl.
Song Pearl leaned back slightly, looking at Jin Weicheng with a distant expression.
"My name is Jin Weicheng. Just call me Wei Cheng," Jin Weicheng said with a smile in his eyes as he looked at Song Pearl. "You look like a resentful wife. Is that your husband over there with Wu Yuqian?"
Song Pearl touched her face. Did she really look like a resentful wife?
Seeing her expression, Jin Weicheng laughed even more heartily. "How about I help you out? I guarantee your husband will come running back to you in no time. What do you say?"
Song Pearl looked at his smile and felt that it was anything but sincere.
"No need," she directly refused, feeling somewhat annoyed by this casual young man.
"You have quite the temper! Are you really Wu Qiang's biological daughter?" Jin Weicheng pressed on relentlessly, lowering his voice as if to prevent others from hearing, his lips almost touching Song Pearl's ear.
Song Pearl stood up, unwilling to answer this man's extremely boring question.
"Hey, we haven't even had a drink yet. Where are you going?" Jin Weicheng clung to Song Pearl, smiling genuinely. "They’re chatting and we can’t join in; how about we go over there and dance?"
"No."
"That's okay, I can teach you." Jin Weicheng naturally took Song Pearl's hand.
In public, Song Pearl felt too embarrassed to confront him directly. She pulled her hand back but couldn't free it immediately, and her displeasure was evident on her face. She wasn't a patient person, and her tolerance had reached its limit.
Without considering the consequences, she grabbed the wine glass from the table and splashed it at the man in front of her, who looked dignified yet shameless.
To her surprise, instead of the expected chaos, a hand reached out from the side and caught the wine before it could spill, not a single drop wasted.
"This is '82 Lafite; it would be a shame to waste it!" An elegant figure stepped in between them, gently holding Song Pearl's hand and placing her wine glass back on the table.
"What do you mean '82 Lafite? Where did you come from? Have you ever seen wine?" Jin Weicheng was infuriated by the sudden interruption, looking up with astonishment on his face.
"Ah, you're not that person, not that person..." He opened his mouth in surprise. "What are you doing here?"
"It's a charity gala; if you can come, why can't I?" The elegantly dressed man smiled as he looked at Jin Weicheng.
"No matter how splendidly you dress, you're still a beggar. How much money do you have to even attend this charity event?" Jin Weicheng shrugged off his arm and took a step back.
"Unbelievable!" Song Pearl murmured as she gazed into those bright black eyes. "You really are everywhere."
The man naturally accompanied Song Pearl to sit down and calmly addressed the soon-to-be furious Jin Weicheng, "Would you like to sit down for a drink?"
Jin Weicheng snorted in response, saying nothing as he turned and walked away.
"I didn't expect to run into you again," Song Pearl said with a smile. "Are you still protecting me?"
"No, once you've recovered, our contract will automatically terminate," he replied while raising his wine glass and glancing at the crowd. "Besides, you're married now. If I continue to protect you, it would only draw unwanted attention."
Song Pearl also looked over and saw Qing Wenyu gently talking to Wu Yuqian with his head lowered.
“He doesn’t have time; he doesn’t even look at me.”
“Wow, Sister Yu, you actually get jealous too.” Wuan teased, his clear and bright eyes sparkling with amusement.
A large red donation box was placed in the center of the hall, and people began to donate one after another. Song Pearl remained seated in the corner. Throughout the charity gala, she didn’t pay much attention, and she didn’t feel too disappointed that Qing Wenyu wasn’t by her side; instead, she had a great time chatting with Wuan.
“Aren’t you here to donate?” After the donation event ended, Song Pearl noticed that Wuan hadn’t shown any intention of contributing. She asked.
“I don’t have any money; I just came to watch!” Wuan grinned playfully and elegantly turned to wave goodbye to Song Pearl. “I have things to do, so I’ll be leaving now.”
Song Pearl helplessly watched Wuan walk away; his personality was just like that of a child.
After the dinner party ended, Qing Wenyu and Song Pearl returned home in silence.
“No matter what your relationship with that man was in the past, we are married now. Please be mindful of your words and actions,” Qing Wenyu suddenly said after they got back. “Now is a crucial period for Hongqing. You must not create any scandals; I don’t want any trouble at home.”
This was so baffling! Song Pearl bit her lip. Without saying a word, she went straight to bed and ripped off the dress she had worn tonight.
After sitting on the bed for a while and watching Qing Wenyu busy with his laptop, she hesitated for a moment before asking, “When will our marriage come to an end?”
“Of course, at the end of life,” Qing Wenyu replied without thinking as he stared at the computer screen. This answer was formal and proper, but every married woman likes to hear it.
“I was thinking, maybe one day we will get divorced,” Song Pearl added as she hugged her knees.
His fingers paused on the keyboard as he turned around, his deep eyes coldly fixed on Song Pearl's somewhat confused face. "You don't really want to live a good life, do you? You want a divorce?"
Song Pearl could feel the anger in his gaze without even looking up.
"No. I just have a feeling," she hesitated before speaking. "You're too outstanding. I'm afraid I can't keep you."
"Look at you, acting like a resentful wife. I wonder how you manage the Resort!" Qing Wenyu said with a faint smile as he turned to look at Song Pearl. "Marriage requires effort; think of it as a career. We should work together to make it successful."
He sat on the edge of the bed and wrapped his arm around her shoulders, staring into her eyes as he asked, "Are you angry?"
"No." Song Pearl avoided his gaze, her eyes drifting to the computer screen. He wasn't busy with work; he was browsing the web.
"What would I be angry about?"
"Because I've been with Wu Yuqian all afternoon and neglected you?" He smiled with amusement, his whole demeanor warming up. "It seems I still hold some weight in your heart!"
"How can you still smile after making a mistake?" Song Pearl exclaimed, grabbing a pillow and throwing it at the grinning man.
At that charity gala, if not for the sudden appearance of Wan, she would have been quite embarrassed, right?
And then there was that inexplicable Jin Weicheng, who had approached her with ulterior motives. At that moment, Qing Wenyu was chatting and laughing with those well-dressed business elites, completely oblivious to her awkwardness.
Could this feeling be love? A thought suddenly crossed her mind; perhaps because they were married, she unconsciously wanted to rely on him and hoped he would always pay attention to her emotions.
Qing Wenyu stared at Song Pearl, who was acting somewhat spoiled. She wasn't particularly beautiful, but she was indeed very easy on the eyes.
Feeling embarrassed, he quickly shifted his gaze to the computer screen. A smile crept onto his lips as his fingers idly stroked the mouse, randomly opening a webpage.
He had already done this yesterday; why was he so nervous?
"Did you gain a lot today?" she asked casually as she lay down.
"I met a few people; maybe there will be opportunities for collaboration in the future. Who knows? Why do you ask that?"
"Just asking," Song Pearl replied, curling up under the blanket and closing her eyes, no longer speaking.
Wu Yuqian's appearances were becoming more frequent. D City was far from Linshui; did she really need to personally intervene in the collaboration between Jin Mai and Hongqing? Had she not moved on yet?
Qing Wenyu's eyes fixed on several images. Upon closer inspection, he realized they were pictures of Song Pearl being featured in an image design. This shop had carelessly posted customers' photos online. Although it was just to promote their design skills, this action had infringed on Song Pearl's portrait rights since it was done without her consent.
Scrolling further down the webpage, he noticed quite a few replies beneath the images. His keen eyes caught a comment: "Isn't this the one who got promoted?"
Attached to the comment was an old photo that had been silent for a long time. Qing Wenyu frowned.
"You've become famous again, Song Pearl!" He heard no response and turned around to see that she had already fallen asleep. "Pearl, truly a pig in the zodiac; you fall asleep so quickly!" (To be continued...)
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