Mr. Xiao, can I borrow your wedding invitation?

Chapter 18 I don't believe he doesn't like this kind of thing.

Caught off guard, Wu blushed involuntarily as she thought about her passionate encounters with Xiao Shen these past few days. "Ugh! It wasn't good at all. He's incredibly cold and unapproachable. I was terrified!"

It's not that he's heartless; otherwise, he wouldn't have deliberately called Xiao Jiayang over to join in the fun.

This guy just loves watching others struggle to survive; he's a psychopath.

Nan Dongxue sighed, as if it were expected, "I knew it. Let alone someone like Xiao Shen, no man would like your type. Otherwise, after all this time, you couldn't even keep Jia Yang by your side. What else can you do?"

Nan Wu looked down at herself speechlessly.

What type is she?

Xiao Shen loves to eat, but Xiao Jiayang can't. She's naturally beautiful and outshines everyone else, okay?

If that old man had even a modicum of judgment, Jiang Xue and her daughter wouldn't have stood a chance. And he dares to criticize others? Hilarious!

After much deliberation, a glimmer of light finally appeared in Nan Dongxue's cloudy eyes. "How about this? At the charity gala three days from now, you bring a woman and give her to Xiao Shen. Men understand men better than men. I don't believe he wouldn't like that kind of woman!"

Nan Wu: "..."

Isn't this pushing her into a fire pit?
Unlike Nan Wu's worried expression, Jiang Rourou and her daughter were beaming with joy.

In the past, to avoid gossip and protect the reputation of the Nan family, Nan Dongxue only brought Nan Wu with him in public. But this time was different. In order to make up for the grievances Jiang Rourou had suffered these days, Nan Dongxue resolutely decided to let Jiang Xue and Jiang Rourou also attend the charity gala with him.

Jiang Rourou was like a canary suddenly exposed to the light, cheering and jumping for joy all the way, extremely excited.

"Mom, how do I look in this dress and with this makeup?"

Jiang Xue tidied her daughter's stray hairs. "It couldn't be more perfect. No one can compare to my daughter's temperament and beauty!"

Jiang Rourou liked to hear these words, but unfortunately, her status in the Nan family was far inferior to that of Nan Wu. You see, whenever she went out, she didn't even have the right to ride in the same car as her father.

Not only that, Nan Dongxue also instructed them not to get too close to him when they were out, and not to reveal their identities so as not to give others something to talk about. Jiang Rourou spent a lot of money to customize a dress for this charity gala, just to attract attention, to be more dazzling and radiant than Nan Wu, to make Nan Dongxue proud, and to let him know that she, his daughter, is the pride of the Nan family.

Jiang Rourou had high hopes, but when she arrived at the hotel, her hopes were dashed.

She had to admit, Nan Wu looked absolutely stunning tonight.

A black strapless dress accentuated her slender waist, so delicate it seemed one could grasp it with one hand. A large bow adorned her waist, adding a touch of playfulness to her beauty. Her hair was styled in a high bun, with only two wisps framing her face. Her eyeliner was bold and dramatic, and her red lips were fiery. She was as noble and beautiful as a black swan.

As soon as she appeared, she attracted all kinds of amazing glances. Who would pay attention to Jiang Rourou who was not far away from her?
Without comparison, there is no harm. Jiang Rourou looked at Nan Wu, then at herself, and stomped her feet in resentment.

I should have known better than to go for the ladylike style. It makes her pale yellow dress look cheap and tacky, and Nan Wu steals all the limelight from her. I'm so angry.

Nan Dongxue led Nan Wu to greet acquaintances in the industry one by one. It was all either small talk or flattery. Nan Wu couldn't stand it anymore and went to wander off elsewhere.

I had just picked up a glass of brightly colored fruit wine when it was snatched away.

"Sorry, I saw it first!"

Nan Wu looked up and saw a woman with heavy makeup. She was quite pretty, but her attire was too flamboyant, like a peacock, or to put it bluntly, vulgar.

"First come, first served. I took it first!" Nan Wu stated calmly.

The woman's gaze swept over Nan Wu, finally settling on her bare neck. She gave a disdainful smile. "You snuck in, didn't you? Do you even deserve to drink what I want?" Nan Wu laughed in exasperation. Who was this peacock? So arrogant!
Every socialite and heiress who comes here wears millions of dollars worth of jewelry to show off their power and status. But Nan Wu is the opposite. She feels that adding a necklace to her black dress tonight would be superfluous, so she only wore a pair of understated diamond stud earrings.

Even so, she still shone brightly and radiated brilliance.

Nan Wu understood, and too lazy to argue with such a person, she raised her hand to find a waiter, "Do you have a private room? I'd like to rest for a while!"

"Room 302 on the third floor is ready for you!"

Peacock, indignant, stopped the waiter. "What do you mean? I asked for a private room but they didn't have one, so why did she get one when she asked?"

Waiter: "This is our hotel's VIP guest, so naturally he/she will enjoy top-notch service!"

Peacock: "..."

Nan Wu had only rested for a short while when Nan Dongxue called, saying that he had brought someone over and wanted to meet him so that she could deliver him to Xiao Shen later.

When Nan Wu saw the person, she was stunned.

Isn't that the peacock?
Hua Kongque was even more surprised than she was. Nan Dongxue told Nan Wu to wait a moment while he went over to give her a few instructions.

Nan Wu leisurely swirled her wine glass, gazing at them from afar.

If she wasn't mistaken, this peacock must be the old man's lover. He was using what he had eaten to feed others as tribute, saving both money and effort. The old man really knew how to do business.

A short while later, the two arrived.

"Xiao Wu, the rest is up to you. Dad believes in you!" Nan Dongxue patted Nan Wu's shoulder, then went to the front courtyard without even glancing at Hua Kongque again.

Nan Wu thought to herself: If it goes wrong, it's not my fault. Blame it on the woman you sent that wasn't good enough!
After all, Xiao Shen is so picky; not just anyone can hook up with him.

But then again, after messing around with Xiao Shen, sending other women to his bed made Nan Wu feel like she wasn't human. To be honest, she felt really uncomfortable.

Ou Ruoya followed Nan Wu reluctantly, then suddenly stopped. Nan Wu noticed that Ou Ruoya hadn't followed and instinctively turned around. Following her gaze, she saw a very sensational scene.

Xiao Shen strode in amidst the awe-inspiring gazes of the crowd. His black clothes and trousers accentuated his wicked and arrogant demeanor, making him appear like a military king arriving to rule the world.

"Is he Master Xiao? He truly is a man of exceptional talent!" Ou Ruoya exclaimed excitedly to herself.

Indeed, Xiao Shen has the looks, the charisma, and the power; which woman wouldn't be captivated by him?
Nan Wu pulled her back, kindly reminding her, "This person is not easy to approach, you'd better..."

Ou Ruoya broke free and said impatiently, "Alright, he's just a man. Just watch how I take him down!"

After speaking, she swayed her large breasts and turned towards Xiao Shen, calling out sweetly, "Fourth Master!"

Nan Wu's vision went black; she almost died from that shout. She had a premonition that this was definitely going to fall apart.

Fortunately, Song Hao intervened in time to stop Xiao Shen; otherwise, if the woman had lunged at him, someone would have been killed.

"Who are you? Stand back and talk to me!" Song Hao warned.

Ou Ruoya stared intently at Xiao Shen, and introduced herself with feigned charm, "Hello, Fourth Master, my name is Ou Ruoya, I am a designer from Nan's Company, and I have come here today specifically to discuss the project proposal with you!"

(End of this chapter)