Two-faced : Doting Husband & Shameless Wife

"What's wrong with that 'no' ?" He Luo came in. "Sorry I'm late," he said to everyone there.

"No, you came at the right time. Come with me for a moment." Ling Feng dragged He Luo instantly before he could properly greeting everyone. Wu Qin and Ling Huang were involved in a conversation that there was not a single word that she understood. Wu Yihan chatted with Ling Huansheng and only Xi Jian was left there.

Xi Jian wasn't interested in making small talk about business tonight. He leaned against the pillar behind him nonchalantly. "At the very least, you use appropriate accessories in your head," he said slowly as he swirled the contents of his glass.

Ling Yue turned to her right and left, but there was no one else around her but she who just stood still. 'Is he talking to me?' Ling Yue looked at him confused.

Xi Jian lifted his head. "That's a good hairpin."

Apparently she is the one he talked with. "Just praise me, I'm beautiful, no need to praise the hairpin," she reproached.

Xi Jian chuckled. "You are indeed shameless."

"I'm just stating facts," she shrugged her shoulders, unconcerned.

Several pairs of eyes lurked at the two of them, looking for opportunities when they could sneak their sons and daughters between them.

"I didn't know that the Ling family still has a beautiful woman." A man Ling Yue didn't recognize approached and reached out his hand. "Miss Ling."

"Hello..."

"You can call me Mr. Guo." The man then extended his hand to Xi Jian. "Mr. Xi."

Xi Jian welcomed him reluctantly. "Mr. Guo." Xi Jian knew this man who was several years older than him. King Empire has done business with his company several times. Beyond his reputation as a reliable businessman, he is known as a playboy.

"So, how long have you been abroad Miss Ling?" Guo Yang exposes his whole body to Ling Yue.

"Well, a few years." Ling Yue answered him politely.

"Oh, yes?" he laughed, clearly looking attractive in the eyes of others, but not in Ling Yue's eyes. She felt something was wrong with this person. "Where do you live abroad? What is your real occupation?"

Xi Jian began to feel annoyed. It was clear as the star on the night sky this person was trying to hitting on Ling Yue.

"I'm just a public servant. Ah sorry Mr. Guo, grandfather called me." Ling Yue pointed at her grandfather who was talking to someone else who hadn't even looked at her one bit. "Come on, Brother Jian."

Xi Jian was suprised when Ling Yue put her arm around his and dragged him away.

"Your grandfather clearly didn't call." Xi Jian narrowed.

"He called me from the heart," she said spontaneously.

"Well, I didn't hear in my heart he called on me."

"Just shut up! I don't want to stay longer. And I think I saved your ass from there, too. Your face said as if getting ready to kick that person away."

Xi Jian looked at Ling Yue in surprise. "How do yo know?" he asked, curiously.

"Woman's instinct," she said lightly.

Xi Jian smiled. The women there whispered when they saw Xi Jian's smile. for the first time in years they saw the business king's smile. "Oh, I think I need an oxygen tank. His smile makes me short of breath."

Ling Yue heard that and she turned to Xi Jian. That smile, the same smile she saw seven years ago. "You have to smile a lot. No woman wants a man with a stiff and stone face." Ling Yue whispered.

The smile on Xi Jian's face instantly vanished. This woman! He really wants to strangle her. "My face and that damn stone has nothing to do," he grumbled.

Ling Yue said nothing. She let go of his hand and embraced his grandfather. "Grandpa! Is the meal time still long?" Ling Yue asked.

Ling Yujin turned around. "Oh, my sweetie. Are you already hungry? Let's eat then." Ling Yujin was aware of Xi Jian's existence behind his granddaughter. "Jian ah, long time no see. How are you?"

"I'm fine, grandfather. Happy birthday to you. May you have a long life and good health," he said politely.

"Yeah, at least I need to live longer than your grandfather," he laughed. "By the way, where is that old man?"

Ling Yue glanced at Xi Jian. 'Don't tell me the old man in question is Xi Jian's grandfather?'

"My grandfather is a little late, but he will definitely come."