"That person over there looks a bit like you. Could she be your long-lost sister!"
Fu Yuze tilted his chin towards the other side, a look of amusement on his face.
Lin Yan followed his gaze and saw the female lead, Yang Meng.
If Yang Meng heard Fu Yuze say that, she'd likely be furious.
After all, the thing she hated most was being told she looked like someone else. Especially if that statement came from her fated partner, Fu Yuze.
"You don't know her?" Lin Yan asked curiously.
"Is she famous? Do I have to know her?" Fu Yuze found it strange. He didn't recognize the woman. He'd only noticed her because she bore some resemblance to Lin Yan.
"It's nothing. She's a big star!" Lin Yan said this with a hint of sarcasm.
"You don't like her!" Fu Yuze stated with certainty.
"Who would like someone who looks so much like them!" Lin Yan's words had a double meaning.
Fu Yuze, being perceptive, didn't press further and changed the subject.
Yang Meng was also an invited guest. She had a business partnership with the hosts, which earned her an invitation to the banquet.
It was only after receiving the invitation that she learned many of her suitors were on the brink of bankruptcy.
Even those who weren't bankrupt were not qualified to attend this banquet. This sparked her anticipation for the event.
She felt that she was sure to find a suitable partner at this banquet.
Of course, in the original storyline, Yang Meng met Fu Yuze, who had already taken full control, at this very banquet.
It was then that Yang Meng realized Fu Yuze's extraordinary status from the way others treated him. Thus, she actively sought opportunities to meet and connect with Fu Yuze.
Eventually, she became the mistress of the Fu family, a prime example in the entertainment industry of marrying into wealth.
As Fu Yuze noticed Yang Meng, Yang Meng also saw the man and woman talking on the other side.
From Yang Meng's perspective, she couldn't see Lin Yan's face, but she did see Fu Yuze.
The man standing tall and slender, dressed in a perfectly tailored suit, wore an expensive timepiece revealed by his raised wrist.
Yang Meng carefully observed the man. He was the best-looking at the banquet. Moreover, his style was casual; his tie clip and cufflinks were not of the same color.
Such a casual pairing didn't appear jarring but rather exuded an effortless beauty.
Yang Meng, familiar with luxury goods, roughly estimated the man's attire. His entire outfit was conservatively valued in the tens of millions.
Yet, he treated the accessories on his person with such nonchalance. This indicated that he didn't care much for such wealth.
Rich and handsome – such a man fit her criteria perfectly. Yang Meng decided to approach him.
If the man's status met her expectations, she wouldn't mind adding him to her collection of boyfriends.
But at that moment, the woman beside the man turned her head towards Yang Meng. Though it was just a glance, Yang Meng noticed her face.
It was a face that bore some resemblance to her own when she looked in the mirror.
She liked her own face, but she was displeased to see it on someone else.
"Who is that!" Yang Meng completely ignored the man beside her, her gaze fixed on Lin Yan. She needed to know who that person was. She was tired of people saying she resembled others.
Suppressing the negative emotions brewing within her, Yang Meng adjusted her expression and began to socialize with those around her.
Lisa and her assistant were not by her side. She needed to be more careful now, to avoid leaving any negative impressions on the guests.
While making small talk, Yang Meng subtly inquired about the woman who had caught her attention.
Upon learning from a business associate that the woman who had captured her attention was the chairperson of Xinchuang, she suddenly understood why Xinchuang had been targeting her.
When no one was paying attention, Yang Meng glared fiercely at Lin Yan. She wouldn't let this woman off the hook. With old and new grudges combined, she vowed to make this woman pay!
"Why would that Yang Meng come to this banquet?"
In a corner of the grand hall, a woman in a moon-white gown looked disdainfully at Yang Meng, who was acting like a social butterfly, chatting with everyone.
Two socialites, hiding here to slack off, stood in this corner, observing the people in the hall and chatting in hushed tones.
Banquets like these were actually quite boring, but there was no help for it. Their families felt they needed to come and meet more people, and perhaps find a suitable partner for an arranged marriage.
"Rumor has it she has a business partnership with the main family, so she pestered them for an invitation." The other woman also held Yang Meng in contempt.
She was wearing a long, red gown. The two women, one in red and one in white, stood like red and white roses.
"But perhaps the hosts feared the banquet would be too dull and invited her to liven things up," the woman in the moon-white gown swirled her wine glass.
She truly disdained people like her. Seeing her attempts to curry favor, which were poorly masked and obvious to anyone with eyes, made her difficult to appreciate.
Everyone in this banquet hall was a shrewd individual, so their pleasantries were merely superficial.
"But her methods are truly remarkable. Haven't several men almost come to blows over her!"
The other woman seemed to harbor some resentment towards Yang Meng. Her family had actually identified a potential fiancé for her. However, when they investigated him later, they discovered he already had someone he loved.
Yang Meng was the object of her potential fiancé's affection. Of course, arranged marriages weren't about love. But what if he insisted on remaining chaste for his beloved!
Perhaps women are inherently gifted at spotting fakes. She had felt at the time that Yang Meng was not simple.
After thoroughly investigating Yang Meng, she discovered that Yang Meng wasn't just keeping that one admirer.
There were many who were devoted to Yang Meng without asking for anything in return! Her potential fiancé was merely an insignificant one among them.
However, she didn't bother to enlighten her former potential fiancé. After all, they had no further connection.
Let him do as he pleased. Being played for a fool was his own choice!
And besides, didn't he want to remain chaste for his beloved? Then let him continue to do so! But she wouldn't accompany him!
To find a three-legged toad was difficult, but men with two legs were everywhere. Her own prospects were excellent!
If it weren't for the fact that her former potential fiancé was good-looking, she wouldn't have been willing to enter into an arranged marriage with him.
But it seemed her former potential fiancé didn't stand a chance. Didn't she see him preparing to climb higher branches again? In her opinion, something like deep love was truly inferior to a good career.
If her former potential fiancé had diligently developed his own businesses and gained greater power, perhaps his beloved would have agreed to be with him directly!