CEO's Wrong Bride

"Hello." Ruo Xiaoxiao had no intention to fight with Ruo Linglong, he only asked a simple question. Li Zheyu looked down at her with deep concern and asked, "Lady Vivian is here, do you want to pay her a visit?"

The reason why Li Zheyu asked Ruo Xiaoxiao questions in such an ambiguous manner was so that Ou Hanting could feel the pressure. As expected, he looked at Ou Hanting provokingly, but the man in front of him was still expressionless.

Ruo Xiaoxiao had never intended to fight with Ruo Linglong, so when he heard Li Zheyu immediately apologise to the Sister Min beside him when he helped him, it was not that the Sister Min did not know of the conflicts between them, it was just that she slightly nodded her head. Just as the two of them turned to leave, a familiar whistle sounded out in the auction hall.

Surprisingly, Ruo Xiaoxiao looked towards the door and saw that He Ruochen that guy with two golden-haired beauties leisurely walking down the stairs, still as unrestrained as before. Only he, dared to be so presumptuous in front of such a noble banquet, Ruo Xiaoxiao thought to himself, but he immediately realized that he had been played by this so-called big brother of his.

Li Zheyu seemed to have already predicted that He Ruochen would come to participate in this banquet. He only turned his face slightly to the side and focused his gaze on Sister Min.

He secretly touched his chin. It seems like the relationship between He Ruochen and this woman was not as simple as he thought.

Ou Hanting, on the other hand, had been squinting his eyes the entire time as he watched this man steal the limelight from all the men present. Of course, he would never do such a thing, including this banquet where he rarely greeted other people.

"Hai, what a coincidence! All of you are here!" Li Zheyu released the woman beside him, then directly walked towards Ruo Xiaoxiao, "Xiao-Xiao, did you miss me?"

Ruo Xiaoxiao looked at He Ruochen angrily, "Big Brother, you're also lying to me."

He Ruochen laughed, causing the girls around to glance at him frequently. Such a handsome man actually didn't have a female companion, they were already itching to get to know this man.

"No, I did reject this banquet, but I promised Sister Min that I would be her partner." He Ruochen laughed with glee. He did look like a pretty boy, but he could still tell the difference between him and those pretty boys that he was slightly better than before. It was better to describe him as a playboy.

Ruo Xiaoxiao sighed helplessly. Towards her big brother, she had no other choice but to directly hold onto Sister Min's hand as if she did not care, and gave her a toast of wine with a smile. She did not place Ou Hanting in her eyes at all.

Indeed, the moment he knew that Ou Hanting had kicked Ruo Xiaoxiao out of the Ou Residence, he had long ago stopped treating him as a friend. It could even be said that he had already been extremely grateful that he had not treated him as an enemy.

A cold smile blossomed on the corner of Ou Hanting's lips. Everyone around him felt a heavy pressure, and in the end, He Ruochen still turned around to greet him. "Boss Ou is here with your new wife?"

"A wedding will be held when you return. Welcome to the wedding." Ruo Linglong still acted like she was a princess.

However, He Ruochen did not give any face to this woman, and only looked at his own sister, "Your outfit today can be said to be perfect, compared to those girls who sell meat, it's much better."

"Don't go too far!" Ruo Linglong said angrily. She had already hidden herself so well, and He Ruochen still dared to provoke him like this. Wasn't that forcing him to explode?

"Why? I didn't mention your surname, so why do you need to sit down with me?" He Ruochen never forgave others with his words, and it was the same this time, there weren't many people who could understand Chinese either, Ruo Linglong was barely able to maintain his dignity.

While everyone was in a stalemate, everyone's attention was focused on the fountain at the foot of the stairs. Everyone was still surprised, even though the banquet was already held, no one knew who held the banquet, and even the name of the invitation was G, but everyone knew that the person who was able to invite these big figures was definitely not simple. They were very curious to know who the host of this banquet was.

As the music started, the figure of a man appeared on the stairs. He was leaning on an exquisite walking stick, and the woman beside him helped him down. He walked to the front of the stage, trembling, and then raised his head.

Everyone could not help but exclaim, including the fashion emperor and the important figures like Thundermother. All of them could not help but open their mouths wide, and the person standing in front of them was the author of 'Dream', Mr. G.

Yes, there is only one legend about Mr. G, Mr. G is indifferent, generous with money and erratic with his whereabouts, and the only portrait of a man who has never appeared in public view, the only one that belongs to him in the world, is because the auction price is higher than that of Leonardo's masterpiece, The Dream, and the only photo of him that the author needs to introduce.

Everything about him seemed to be a mystery. Some people said he was rich, others said he had collapsed on the street, but not many people actually knew his background.

His appreciation of art was so great that the whole of Paris trembled at its power. Who could have imagined that such a terrifying man had grown so old in just twenty years?

He was a terrible legend. He had worked only for a Chanel brand at a winter dress show, which had a serious Gothic atmosphere, a dark background, and the tension of the model, which made the fashion show as successful as it ever was, and helped transform the Chanel brand from a lady's style to one like that.

Unfortunately, Chanel did not move in that direction after that, because Chanel's fashion director had already asserted that no one could be Mr. G, and the press conference twenty years earlier had been a glimpse of it.

However, in these 20 years, there were many designers who were looking for inspiration at this press conference. In fact, even the price of a single piece of clothing displayed at the press conference was already in the tens of millions. To them, clothes weren't important.

It was the legend that no one in the Paris fashion world knew his name, and no one had ever actually seen the man, but it was curious to know why this enigmatic man would reappear in Paris twenty years later and hold this banquet.

It was not without reason that no one had doubted whether Mr. G was hosting the party, but it was soon rejected, for in their minds Mr. G had never been such a high-profile person.

However, this old one has been taking care of the affairs of the Louvre the entire time, so I have no time to get involved in too many things. The reason for this old one having organized this banquet is to celebrate the collection of the works of the newly established painter Xin Min from Taiwan. Mr. G did not delay any further, he only gave a simple explanation, then left the stage to Sister Min.