Salted Fish Dream

Chapter 113 - 113 113 Another Green Plum


113: Chapter 113 Another Green Plum 113: Chapter 113 Another Green Plum “Wuu wuu… Baobao, that dog of a man, Lu Zhiyang, is beyond human decency!”


Su He had just finished her busyness, took a little rest, and then received this rant-filled phone call from Jing Xuan.


She chuckled softly, “What shameless thing has he done to you again?”


In recent days, she often received calls from Jing Xuan, all invariably about Lu Zhiyang.


Jing Xuan said with indignation, “The phrase ‘shameless’ isn’t even enough to describe him!


That dog of a man is now a complete hypocrite, despicable and shameless!”


Su He: “…”


This is loaded with gunpowder.


“That surname Lu actually wanted me to be his female companion, to accompany him to events.


Can you believe he has nothing better to do?”


“Can anyone be less human?


He doesn’t want to be human, but I do!”


“…”


Jing Xuan ranted on and on over the phone.


After letting her finish, Su He cleared her throat and asked, “So, you agreed?”


Jing Xuan: “Of course not, I’m not stupid.”


Then she added, “I’m also going to tonight’s banquet, just not as his female companion.”


“…”


“Not only that, I’m going to find myself a male companion.”


“…”


After Jing Xuan’s rant, the pent-up frustration in her heart eased a lot, and she felt much better.


Su He comforted her, “Alright, don’t be angry, we’ll meet tonight.”


She too would accompany Jiang Yan to the Wen Family’s evening banquet.



The Wen Family is one of the top grand families in H City, mainly engaged in the new energy industry, just a forty-minute drive from Yue City.


A few days ago, the Wen Family’s daughter returned home to take over the family business, and tonight’s banquet is actually hosted by Old Mr.


Wen in her honor.


At 7:30 in the evening.


Yueji Manor was already packed to the brim.


Nobles from various strata had been invited here.


Primarily, it was out of respect for Old Mr.


Wen, and secondly, many companies were hoping to collaborate with the Wen Family on their new energy projects, trying their luck tonight to get connected.


At the entrance of Yueji Manor.


Luxury cars were zooming in.


Gu Beiyan, in a dark green suit, appeared in sight, exuding a devil-may-care elegance.


When he saw Jing Xuan stepping out of a red sports car in a red dress, he whistled, “Sister Xuan, what a coincidence, huh?”


Jing Xuan rewarded him with a roll of her eyes, “Your whistle totally ruins the image, frivolous!”


Gu Beiyan: “…”


He didn’t seem to have provoked Her Ladyship, did he?


Why does he feel like she’s on the verge of exploding every time she opens her mouth?


He turned his head to look at Lu Zhiyang, who came with him, and asked innocently, “What’s with Her Ladyship?


Who has upset her?”


Lu Zhiyang narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at him, “She’s not wrong; indeed, quite frivolous.”


Gu Beiyan cursed a national treasure under his breath, then was about to speak when his peripheral vision caught someone stepping out of Jing Xuan’s car.


A man—


He looked in their direction, smirked, and teased, “Yo, Her Ladyship has brought a male companion, huh?”


“Old Lu, what do you think, could this be Jing Xuan’s boyfriend?”


Gu Beiyan deliberately bumped the man beside him with his shoulder and asked.


Upon seeing the man’s face clearly, Gu Beiyan commented, “Yo, isn’t this the Yang Family’s Second Young Master, Yang Jichu?”


Yang Jichu took the initiative to greet the two men: “Mr.


Gu, Young Master Lu.”


Gentlemen unrivaled in the world, folks on the road as precious as jade.


This is the first thought that comes to many people’s mind upon seeing Yang Jichu.


He is gentle and elegant, handsome and dashing, tall and upright, and also an ideal dream man for numerous women.


Standing next to Jing Xuan’s fiery and dazzling figure, he formed a stark contrast.


The woman is beautiful and dominant, while the man is dashing with a gentle disposition.


Jing Xuan did not look at Lu Zhiyang and the others, instead, she actively grabbed Yang Jichu’s hand, saying, “Let’s go in first and wait for Susu, the air here isn’t that great, I feel uncomfortable.”


Yang Jichu looked at her gently, didn’t say much, and simply complied: “Okay, let’s go.”


Gu Beiyan blinked his Cardin large eyes, watching the backs of the two, and then glanced at the expression of his good brother beside him.


Wow!


This is bad!


As dark as a lump of coal!


If looks could kill, it’s estimated that Yang Jichu would already be dead.


“Come on, Lu, don’t be like that.


You haven’t really forgotten that girl, have you?


Don’t forget, you have Ye Hanqing by your side.


Jing Xuan is a free individual; she has the right to choose whoever she wants to be with.” Gu Beiyan patiently said, “Don’t do anything foolish.”


As his brother, he still understood Lu Zhiyang.


If he went crazy, then they would have nothing to do with it.


However, over these years, he has been controlling himself.


Lu Zhiyang did not respond to his words and proceeded to walk into the manor with long strides.


After a while, Jiang Yan arrived with Su He.


The Jiang, Gu, and Lu families are all grand clans standing at the pinnacle of the upper echelons, and their heirs are each more powerful than the last, dominating their respective fields while also being great friends.


Almost no one dares to provoke these three.


The arrival of the three became the focus of the entire venue.


Apart from wanting to establish connections with the Wen Family, many attendees tonight were also eager to build relationships with these three families.


Su He wore a fitted white short evening dress tonight, with chiffon lace sleeves and an asymmetrical neckline on one side and a single strap on the other, revealing her delicate collarbone.


Her long and straight legs were particularly enchanting, and her figure was graceful.


Her slightly curled hair was casually draped behind her, her makeup exquisite and majestic.


The man standing beside her was dressed in a khaki suit, with a light apricot-colored vertical striped shirt inside, both retro and upscale, mature, and steady.


Together, they were the most beautiful sight.


Impossible to take your eyes off them.


From their arrival until now, it’s been ten minutes, and the man had been holding the woman’s hand the whole time, never letting go.


As if afraid that the moment he let go, she would disappear.


Some people had seen Su He before, and at tonight’s banquet, some had not; everyone was guessing her identity.


The crowd went up to say their hellos, and with Jiang Yan’s generous introductions, the news swiftly spread that Su He was his wife, making everyone recognize the status of Mrs.


Jiang.


One had to admit, the two of them together were indeed a perfect match.


Soon, Jing Xuan and Yang Jichu came looking for Su He.


“Baobao~”


She opened her arms and, right in front of Jiang Yan, rushed towards Su He.


But just as she was about to embrace her, the man quickly pulled Su He into his arms to protect her.


She ended up hugging the air.


Jing Xuan: “…”


She turned her head and glared at someone, “Mr.


Yan, don’t you think you’re being a bit petty?


Even when I hug my own best friend, you have to stop it?”


Jiang Yan gave her a glance, his tone indifferent: “She’s wearing high heels; your behavior was too reckless.”


Meaning, he was worried she might hurt his wife.


Jing Xuan: “…”


She just had to swallow this dose of dog food.


It’s not just her; everyone around her also got a mouthful of dog food.


Su He indicated that she was not that fragile.


But then again, she seems quite fond of being protected by this man, and it felt rather nice to be taken care of.


Everyone could see that Fifth Young Master Jiang was extremely affectionate towards his wife, especially those eyes of his.


His gaze was cold and distant when he looked at others, keeping them at arm’s length, but as soon as he looked at Su He, his eyes became tender and loving.


Subsequently, Su He wasn’t interested in the topics the men were discussing, so she and Jing Xuan went to sit on the side to wait.


When she left, the man took off his suit jacket to give to her.


He was worried she’d catch a chill as she was wearing a short dress today.


After they sat down, Jing Xuan stared at the coat draped over Su He’s legs and clicked her tongue, asking, “Baobao, have you fallen for President Jiang’s tender township?”


Without avoidance, Su He replied, “From what I’ve seen, he is indeed very gentle with me.”


But to say she had fallen for it might be a stretch.


“It’s more than just gentle, it’s like gentle without humanity.” Jing Xuan’s red lips curved slightly, she suddenly leaned in close, and asked in a low voice filled with gossip, “Tell me, you two have been living together again lately, have you experienced the joy of conjugal bliss?”


“…”


Su He raised her hand and tapped on her forehead, saying indignantly, “Don’t be so gossipy.”


Jing Xuan just wanted to gossip, “I’m really curious, Jiang Yan, with his unapproachable and aloof image, what’s he like in such fiery moments?”


Su He: “…”


“Is it like what many novels say, he’s like an unattainable flower outside, but becomes a vigorous tiger at home?” Jing Xuan babbled non-stop, “After all, with such a beautiful and charming wife at home, who could be a Liu Xiahui?”


Su He wasn’t easily embarrassed.


If it were about someone else, she could calmly engage in conversation, but when it’s about herself, that’s a different story.


Seeing Su He’s ears turning slightly red, Jing Xuan looked as if she had discovered a new world, astonished she said, “Baobao, are you actually blushing?”


This was like snowing in June, rare and hard to come by, a scene seldom seen.


She had known Su He for so long and had never seen her shy about anything.


“Baobao, your ears are so red~” Jing Xuan raised her eyebrows, teasingly said, “Hey, you must be hiding something from me, you’re already a mom and a doctor, what’s there to be shy about?”


“Come on, tell me, what are your feelings?


Huh?” She persisted in asking relentlessly, “Is it like Tang Seng’s dragon horse, soaring through the clouds and flying in the mist?”


Su He: …


“He lost control of his emotions once, just once.” Su He sighed, “Let’s not talk about it anymore, enough said.”


She knew that if she didn’t answer, Jing Xuan would keep pestering her with questions.


Jing Xuan blinked, “Huh?


What does that mean?”


Just then, there was a plate of pastries in front of them, she reached for one and stuffed it into Jing Xuan’s mouth.


With a smile, she said, “Be good, have a pastry to fill your stomach.”


Jing Xuan bit into a piece of osmanthus cake in her mouth.


Actually, it was quite fragrant.


She took a bite and chewed.


“Mm, it’s quite tasty, here, you try some too.” Jing Xuan directly fed the other half she had bitten off to her.


Su He didn’t mind, opened her mouth, and ate it.


Just so happens that this scene was witnessed by many people.


Mainly because, even if the two of them just sat there quietly, they were the center of attention.


Su He was like a red peony, noble and cold, distant and aloof, intimidating to look at.


Jing Xuan was like a fiery red rose, seductively blooming yet thorny, making it hard for anyone to get close.


These two, one with icy beauty, the other with dazzling radiance, were not easy to mess with.


They were not the kind that just anyone could handle.



At eight o’clock sharp.


The guest of honor of this banquet finally arrived fashionably late.


“Miss Wen really knows how to put on airs, having so many people wait for her,” Jing Xuan murmured to Su He.


Su He looked towards the spiral staircase nearby, a slender figure slowly coming into view in front of everyone.


Following her was a white-haired old man with a cane.


This person must be the current helmsman of the Wen Family, Old Mr.


Wen Xiahai.


And the elegant woman standing beside him, wearing a one-shoulder, form-fitting black evening dress, is Wen Qianyi.


Her black hair was tied back neatly, without excessive makeup or flashy jewels, presenting herself with unassuming elegance and capable poise, exuding an air of a female business elite.


No wonder Wen Xiahai would hand over the reins of the Wen Corporation to this eldest granddaughter instead of his two sons and grandsons.


“Ah, Baobao, speaking of Old Mr.


Wen, he clearly has two sons and two grandsons, why didn’t he let them inherit the Wen Corporation?


Instead, he passed it to Wen Qianyi to manage?” Jing Xuan was genuinely curious and continued, “I also heard that Wen Qianyi mostly stays overseas, rarely returning home, yet as soon as she did return, she immediately assumed the role of Wen Corporation’s President.”


Su He pondered for a moment before speaking, “She didn’t take over the Wen Corporation as soon as she returned.


Although she has been abroad these years, she has in fact been expanding the Wen Corporation’s overseas business.


Old Mr.


Wen’s eldest son and second son are not cut out for business; otherwise, the old man wouldn’t still be personally handling the company’s affairs after all these years.


As for the other two, although they hold positions in the company, they haven’t achieved anything significant.


The son of Second Young Master Wen is an idle spender, his eyes and heart filled only with the frivolities of life.


As for the other one, he seems to have made a mistake a year ago and lost Old Mr.


Wen’s trust.


Coupled with a lack of business acumen, he was dismissed.


Ultimately, the heavy responsibility fell upon Miss Wen, who was raised by Old Mr.


Wen himself.


It is said that since childhood she was bright and intelligent, and at eighteen, he sent her abroad for further studies—an authentic overseas-educated intellectual.”


Jing Xuan looked at her with admiration, “Baobao, when did you research all this?


How come you know so much?”


“I don’t have time to gossip about these things; I just heard it from someone’s mouth.” She looked towards a certain direction, tipping her chin slightly.


Jing Xuan followed her gaze and understood.


As the host, Old Mr.


Wen began to speak, uttering official pleasantries.


Next was the protagonist of the evening, Wen Qianyi’s speech.


Her manner was orderly, precise, and straight to the point, very much like her—competent and well-organized.


Su He said while watching the woman in front of the microphone, “Xiaxia, if you deal with her in the future, be extra cautious.”


Jing Xuan asked, “Why is that?”


“The business world is full of deceit, and her being chosen by Old Mr.


Wen is sufficient evidence that her methods and strength are not as simple as they appear on the surface,” Su He stated.


As far as she knew, there were also many branches in the Wen Family, and for her as a woman to stand out, how could she possibly be just a competent woman?


Every prominent family with a profound heritage was never easy to handle.



Jiang Yan took Su He’s hand and walked towards Old Mr.


Wen Xiahai.


“Old Mr.


Wen, congratulations, you have finally found a suitable successor,” Jiang Yan initiated the conversation.


Wen Xiahai saw it was him and smiled even more joyfully.


The old man was nearly sixty-eight yet still exuded vigor and robustness.


He patted Jiang Yan’s arm with a loud and hearty voice, “Good lad, you’re becoming more handsome, more resembling the stature of your father and grandfather, no, you even surpass them.”


Old Mr.


Wen and Old Mr.


Jiang were good friends, and their families had long been connected, but communication had decreased after Old Mr.


Jiang passed away.


Jiang Yan simply smiled without commenting.


Gu Beiyan and Lu Zhiyang also greeted him one after another.


Old Mr.


Wen then gestured to Wen Qianyi, who was chatting with others behind him, calling out, “Qianqian, come over here.”


Hearing her grandfather calling her, Wen Qianyi excused herself from the others, “I’ll talk with you all shortly, I need to go over there for a moment.”


“Grandpa, what is it?” Wen Qianyi asked.


Holding her hand, the old man said, “Take a look at who’s here?”


Wen Qianyi then turned to look at Jiang Yan.


What followed was surprise and delight: “Mr.


Yan, it’s been a long time.”


Jiang Yan was actually the same age as her, just a few months older.


He replied calmly, “Yes, it’s been a long time.”


Wen Xiahai laughed and said, “The two of you grew up together, but later Qianqian went to study abroad and lost contact.


Back then, this girl was always muttering about marrying you.”


“Grandpa, don’t talk nonsense, that was when we were kids,” Wen Qianyi chided softly.


Old Mr.


Wen laughed heartily and turned to Jiang Yan, “Look at this girl, she’s still shy.


You’re both unmarried, there’s nothing to be shy about, and I think the two of you are quite well-matched.”


Upon these words,


The surrounding people like Gu Beiyan and others: “…”


Has the old man become blind with age?


With Su He standing right beside Jiang Yan, does he not see her or what?


Just as Jiang Yan was about to speak, Su He spoke up first.