Chapter 38: Meeting Again

From where Mu Yinyin was sitting, she could see the entrance perfectly. She merely lifted her eyes slightly and caught sight of an exquisite couple walking in. The man was handsome and dignified; the woman, graceful and petite. At that moment, Nan Shiqing was holding onto Fu Siyue’s arm, her lips curled in an elegant smile as they walked inside.

Everyone was deeply shocked. Fu Siyue had actually brought a female companion?! This was unprecedented news! All these years, Fu Siyue had been solitary, never associating with any woman, but now… he was accompanied by one?!

Wait a moment, they recognized this companion!

“Hey… isn’t that the heiress of the Mu Group?”

“The Mu Group?”

“Yes, yes, didn’t Chairman Mu die of a heart attack after being involved in drug trafficking? He left behind a wife and a stepdaughter. Now his little brother manages the company.”

“Wow… after working his whole life, he just handed everything over? I remember he had a daughter, right?”

“He did, but she’s never been seen in public. Maybe the Mu heiress is too young and lacks the means, otherwise how could she let her stepmother’s brother take over the company?”

The crowd murmured one after another, unable to stop their gossiping.

Some women, jealousy painted on their faces, spoke up, “She must be quite capable, otherwise how could Fu Siyue bring her to this banquet? No other woman has ever received such an honor!”

“Haha, are you bitter?”

“Wouldn’t you be? I’ve always liked Fu Siyue, but he’s never looked at me, not even once. Now he brings a woman with him—she looks noble, but in reality, she’s no good at all. Judging by her family’s actions, there’s something off.”

Amidst the chatter, Fu Siyue had already led Nan Shiqing further inside, with countless eyes following their every move. Mu Yinyin and her companions were no exception.

Gu Xiaoqi, gritting her teeth in anger, said, “He couldn’t even wait after the divorce, could he? He’s eager to let everyone know Nan Shiqing is his girlfriend!”

Her voice was soft, audible only to their small group, but her fury was palpable.

Mu Yinyin laughed lightly. “It’s not so bad. Even if it was a hidden marriage, at least he didn’t cheat openly.”

Gu Xiaoqi could hardly contain herself. She stood up abruptly, and Li Chuan immediately grabbed her arm, frowning, “What are you doing?”

Perhaps her movement was too sudden, because Fu Siyue noticed it from the corner of his eye. When he saw the figure in blue, his brows furrowed, and his gaze shifted over.

He saw her looking up at the woman who had stood, and his eyes instantly cooled.

Mu Yinyin.

Her again!

Since the divorce, he’d found himself encountering Mu Yinyin even more often than when they were married.

And she was once again mingling with those people from Starlight.

Nan Shiqing, still basking in everyone’s attention, suddenly noticed Fu Siyue’s gaze had shifted. She followed his eyes and saw Mu Yinyin laughing and chatting with the Starlight executives. Her expression changed instantly!

How could Mu Yinyin possibly know such people?!

Could it be that Ferrari…?!

At that moment, Nan Shiqing suddenly felt agitated. She’d thought Mu Yinyin only knew a few nouveau riche types, and her looks were enough to attract those kinds of men. But now—

Mu Yinyin was associating with such distinguished figures?!

A waiter brought several glasses of orange juice to Mu Yinyin and her companions, setting them down. Jiang Ling picked up one and handed it to Mu Yinyin, his lips curved in a gentle smile. She was too far to hear what Jiang Ling was saying, but his pampering gaze was clear.

But—

Fu Siyue could read lips, and he understood.

Jiang Ling had said, “Your tolerance for alcohol isn’t great, so orange juice it is. Quench your thirst first.”

Mu Yinyin accepted with a smile, tilting her head back and taking a sip.

She lifted her hand, tucking a stray lock behind her ear, radiating a captivating allure. Many men’s eyes were nearly glued to her.

Fu Siyue’s face darkened further.

Ever since regaining her composure, Nan Shiqing had been tense, her eyes fixed on Fu Siyue in fear that he would see Mu Yinyin in this light—

Today, Mu Yinyin had dressed casually, yet her whole aura was different!

She looked dazzling, stunning, and noble!

This was not the Mu Yinyin of the past. At home, her attire had always been ordinary, at best a pretty young woman. But now—

Her current state left Nan Shiqing speechless with jealousy!

She had believed herself to be the star of the evening, but the moment she saw Mu Yinyin, an overwhelming sense of crisis washed over her.

Nan Shiqing wore a white evening gown today, appearing pure and elegant, her makeup immaculate. She had made extensive preparations for this banquet, wanting everyone to know about her relationship with Fu Siyue. She’d spent countless hours persuading him to bring her.

She thought she would be the center of attention, but now… she realized everyone’s gaze was fixed on Mu Yinyin!

Drawn in by that enchanting woman!

She was unwilling, truly unwilling!

Watching Fu Siyue seemingly paying attention to that direction, she took a deep breath, suppressing her emotions, feigning confusion as she spoke, “Oh…? Isn’t that my sister?”

Fu Siyue’s expression grew even colder, saying nothing, but his gaze was sharp and fierce.

A cold smile flickered in Nan Shiqing’s eyes. Fine, let Mu Yinyin come. This way, everyone would see her entangled with other men, even able to serve as the companion of a Starlight Group executive. Fu Siyue would finally realize exactly what kind of woman Mu Yinyin was.

Such a woman was utterly unworthy of standing by Fu Siyue’s side!

Mu Yinyin had given her this opportunity herself—how could she not seize it?

Nan Shiqing was no longer angry. She looked at Fu Siyue with feigned doubt and asked, “Siyue…? Why is my sister here? She… is actually friends with people from Starlight Group?”

Fu Siyue let out a cold snort, said nothing, and strode inside.

Nan Shiqing hesitated, then grew flustered, “Siyue, please don’t be angry. My sister might just be ordinary friends with them—it’s not what you think.”

“What do I think?” Fu Siyue’s voice was even colder.

Nan Shiqing’s expression stiffened. She was still holding onto his arm, but now her grip tightened unconsciously, her gaze evasive, “Siyue, don’t be upset. That Ferrari surely has nothing to do with them. My sister has her own savings these past few years.”