Jun Jiuli often contacted Fang Wei by phone. She feared that Jun Jiuli would be stimulated if she saw the Jiang family father and son.
So, before the plan succeeded, she ordered Jun Jiuli to live outside, leaving everything to her as a mother.
Jun Jiuli enjoyed her leisure, eating her way through the snack street next to University A.
"Little girl, do you want chili?"
"Auntie, I want sweet sauce, both mild and spicy chilies."
The aunt quickly brushed both sides of the potato pancake with sweet sauce. Smelling the scent of the potent small chilies, even Shui Wa's mouth began to water.
Shui Wa: "Ahhhh, delicious food, why can't I eat it? (((φ(◎ロ◎;)φ)))"
"It smells really amazing!"
After finishing dinner, Jun Jiuli went back to sleep. The school assignments were few, and with Shui Wa to write for her, she was getting tired of this effortless life.
She could only spend her boring time watching videos. Life, without an end in sight, was even more boring.
"Host, you can slack off, but you can't stop working. Do you have the heart to abandon me? Do you have the heart to let me bind with other masters?"
"Yes, I do. If you talk any more nonsense, we'll go our separate ways right now."
Shui Wa's inner monologue: I have grievances, but I can't say them… *sob sob sob*.
Jun Jiuli did not return to the Jiang family, and the Jiang family father and son did not mention her. The servants called Zhao Ninghuan "Miss" one after another.
She had grown accustomed to everything in the Jiang family and considered herself a part of it, becoming rather proud.
The Jiang family father and son were willing to dote on her, and Fang Wei was happy to see them like this. After her observation for two months, her "chashao" son had taken a liking to Zhao Ninghuan.
When she and Jiang Jinluo were not around, it was as if pink bubbles were appearing around them, and they unconsciously drew closer.
"Ninghuan, you've been at our home for some time now. Auntie truly treats you as family and loves you.
The Xia family is having a party today, and I'll take you to broaden your horizons and meet people in the circle."
Zhao Ninghuan was a little nervous, "Can I really go?"
"Of course, you're no different from anyone else. But it mainly depends on whether you're willing."
"I am willing, thank you, Auntie. Will Qingqing be going with us?"
She had been at the Jiang family for two months and had not officially met the eldest miss of the Jiang family. Fang Wei's circle consisted of wealthy wives.
If she could go with Jiang Yanqing and meet her friends, who were of the same age, she would definitely feel more at ease.
With her intelligence and resourcefulness, she was sure she could mingle with those people and expand her network.
"Qingqing is busy with her studies and won't be going. At banquets, it's usually the same few families, and she's familiar with most of them, so there's no need for her to go. It would be better for you to go and learn something."
"Okay."
Jiang Hanzhen patted her shoulder, "Don't be scared, it's just a normal banquet. I'll be there too."
"I've picked out a few evening gowns for you to wear that day. Choose one yourself.
A professional makeup artist will come to do your makeup, so just tell the makeup artist what you want."
"Thank you for the trouble, Auntie."
"You're welcome."
On the day of the banquet, Jiang Jinluo was stunned when he saw Zhao Ninghuan. She looked so much like her, yet was much prettier than his white moonlight, and more captivating.
His white moonlight had never worn such a beautiful dress. Now that he was compensating Zhao Ninghuan, it was as if he was compensating his white moonlight.
Looking at his son in a sharp suit, and hearing Fang Wei playfully remark that they looked like a couple. They were indeed a good match and could make up for the regrets he and his white moonlight had.
Yet, he felt an indescribable discomfort in his heart, finding the scene extremely jarring.
"Alright, it's time to go."
Getting into the car and heading to the Xia family, Zhao Ninghuan still felt self-conscious looking at the girls in the banquet hall.
Although she had changed a lot during this time, she still fell short compared to those girls who had been pampered since childhood.
She didn't get discouraged and resolved to do even better, sticking close to Fang Wei.
"Mrs. Jiang, long time no see."
As the person spoke, they clinked glasses with Fang Wei. The two families had cooperative dealings, so their relationship was naturally good.
"Where is that girl Qingqing? Whose daughter is this beside you? I don't recognize her."
"That girl is busy with her studies."
Fang Wei pulled Zhao Ninghuan forward a bit, "This is Miss Zhao Ninghuan, the daughter of Old Jiang's benefactor.
Her family ran into some trouble, and she's living with us now. This is Mrs. Wang. Ninghuan, you should call her Auntie Wang."
Zhao Ninghuan smiled gracefully and greeted them sweetly.
"Hello, Auntie Wang."
"Oh, yes, Mrs. Jiang teaches very well."
"Not at all, the child is smart on her own."
The group found a place to sit. Soon, there were wives around Fang Wei's age. Zhao Ninghuan felt like she was sitting on pins and needles.
After those wives learned about her background, they rarely spoke to her. She always felt that they looked down on her.
Fang Wei patted her hand, "I'll be sitting here. You can go around."
Zhao Ninghuan couldn't have asked for more. After greeting a few wives, she happily left that spot.
Her familiar little sisters were all gathered together, making her look rather lonely. She looked around but couldn't find the Jiang father and son.
She didn't want to return to Fang Wei's side, so she could only find a corner to hide and relax, while also cursing these people for being difficult to get along with.
Feeling thirsty, she picked up a drink from the table and drank it absentmindedly. Soon, she felt unwell and got up to go to the restroom.
All her actions were under the surveillance of the people Fang Wei had hired. Some people would do anything for money.
Without expending any effort, and the other party not even knowing who Fang Wei was, the plan proceeded smoothly.