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"Uncle Zhou?"
Shu Ran called out lightly, her voice filled with surprise.
How long had it been since she last saw Uncle Zhou?
During her student days, every weekend, Zhou Jiajia would invite Shu Ran to their home to play.
Aunt Zhou was a great cook and always prepared delicious and sweet snacks for her.
Uncle Zhou would lovingly accompany Aunt Zhou, helping her out and occasionally teasing her, which made Aunt Zhou smile and gently scold him.
The atmosphere was warm and cheerful.
At that time, Shu Ran looked at their affectionate interactions and felt a sense of envy and longing in her heart.
How fortunate one must be to meet such a perfectly matched partner.
To win someone's heart and never part ways.
That was the future she had once dreamed of in her tender youth.
And now, now.
A complex feeling stirred within her. Was it bitter or sweet?
Her gaze passed through layers of separation and landed on Qin Xian sitting on the sofa, only to find that he was looking at her as well.
She suddenly smiled, a bright and enchanting smile.
The so-called flourishing beauty of spring, with flowers blooming, could not compare to her gentle smile at that moment.
There is both bitterness and sweetness.
Meeting him was such an unfortunate yet small stroke of luck.
It was not as beautiful as the love story of Uncle Zhou, but it wasn't terrible either; at least she was smiling now.
She withdrew her gaze and focused her attention back on Uncle Zhou.
Later, after she went to school in B City, she hardly returned to S City.
It wasn't until this year that she came back, but unexpectedly, so much had happened recently that she hadn't found the time to visit.
She never expected to meet in such an occasion, and in this capacity.
Mayor Zhou also found it hard to believe that the granddaughter-in-law mentioned by Old Qin was Shu Ran, his daughter's close friend.
After several years apart, she had grown even more exquisite and charming that he almost didn't recognize her.
What on earth was going on? Why had Shu Ran become Old Qin's granddaughter-in-law?
"What's going on? Do you know each other?"
Old Qin's question brought Mayor Zhou back to deep thought. He finally picked up his familiar smile and replied, "Well, Shu Ran is a good friend of our Jia Jia."
Upon hearing this, Old Qin's eyes lit up with joy. "What a coincidence? Haha. That's great; the two families can visit each other more often in the future."
After some pleasantries, both parties were filled with joy, creating a harmonious atmosphere.
In the corner stood a man in his forties or fifties. He had a shiny face and shifty eyes, exuding an air of greed and cunning.
Due to years of heavy drinking, his belly was slightly protruding. The buttons on his gray suit were stretched tight, as if they would pop off at any moment if his stomach swelled any further.
This man was Jiang Yihan's father, Jiang Youcheng.
At this moment, he was smirking at everything happening around him, feeling a surge of anger and deep gloom inside.
After the introductions, a large group of people came forward to offer their congratulations, filled with flattery, but Old Qin listened with delight.
People are in high spirits during joyful occasions; by the end of the night, Old Qin felt incredibly good and completely forgot about what had happened at noon. He looked as if he had shed a few years.
Uncle Jiang was also pleased to see this scene and smiled. He timely approached to remind everyone that the Birthday Banquet was about to begin and kindly asked the esteemed guests to move to the main hall.
Everyone stood up and exchanged polite gestures.
Finally, Uncle Jiang supported Old Qin as they walked ahead, while Qin Xian linked arms with Shu Ran beside them, and the rest followed behind.
A dozen people moved grandly toward the Main Banquet Hall.
The Main Banquet Hall is located on the second floor of the hotel, and it is said that all the decorations inside were personally arranged by Qin Xian.
A group of people ascended the winding Crystal Staircase, leading directly to the second floor.
In the Second Floor Banquet Hall, over two hundred guests had gathered, all prominent figures or their relatives.
Just as the hall was filled with laughter and lively conversations, a heavy and magnificent door slowly opened. Everyone in the hall paused their drinks and turned to welcome the host of tonight's banquet.
Two teams of bodyguards orderly surged in from the entrance, consciously creating a passage for them to pass through.
Leading the way through the crowd was Old Qin, dressed in a festive red Tang suit, supported by Uncle Jiang as he slowly made his way into the Banquet Hall.
The decorations in the Banquet Hall were extravagantly luxurious, with flowers used to adorn the venue. All were National Beauty and Heavenly Fragrance Peonies personally selected by Qin Xian, airlifted from the largest flower market in the country. Since noon, they remained vibrant and fragrant.
There were dozens of banquet tables set up in the hall, each laden with various fine wines to entertain guests, and exquisite dishes were prepared, waiting for Old Qin to arrive and begin the feast.
As Shu Ran entered the hall, she spotted Zhou Jiajia and Zheng Tong near the banquet area. Zhou Jiajia was excitedly waving at her. Beside her, Zheng Tong wore a cold and indifferent expression, subtly revealing a hint of helplessness.
With Qin Xian's permission, Shu Ran lifted her skirt and happily walked towards Zhou Jiajia.
"Jia Jia." Upon reaching her side, Shu Ran smiled brightly and affectionately called out.
In this entirely unfamiliar environment, Shu Ran had spent the evening feeling scrutinized by various onlookers, leaving her somewhat depressed and fatigued.
It was not yet over, and she could only continue to muster her spirits and cope with the fatigue.
At that moment, however, she unexpectedly encountered a familiar face, and how could she not feel delighted?
"Shu Ran," Zhou Jiajia responded in unison, exchanging smiles.
When the two beauties smiled, they both radiated brilliance.
Zheng Tong watched this scene, momentarily stunned, and smiled faintly.
Qin Xian was no exception; throughout the evening, his gaze had been fixed on her, missing not a single expression.
Now seeing her happily whispering with Zhou Jiajia, Qin Xian suddenly wanted to pull her into his arms and have her share all her secrets only with him.
But it was just a thought; for now, simply watching her happy and joyful was enough.
He slowly raised his head and met a cold gaze in the air.
Their eyes held deep meaning, requiring no words to understand.
Qin Xian and he were allies, enemies, and also exceptionally well-matched friends.
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