Mr. Xiao, can I borrow your wedding invitation?

Chapter 437 What's this? I'm used to it.
"If I were to abandon you after using you, I wouldn't have divorced Su Ying to be with you, Qian Ke'er. This is all I can do. Don't ask for too much!"

Qian Ke'er laughed sadly, "Yes, I did ask for too much. I even fantasized about winning your heart and becoming the fourth wife of the Xiao family, but you didn't give me the slightest chance. Brother Shen, isn't everything I've done for you enough for you to fall in love with me?"

When Xiao's overseas companies encountered the financial crisis, they were on the verge of bankruptcy, which also plunged the Xiao Group headquarters into crisis. All of this was done in secret, and apart from Xiao Shen and the company's senior executives, even the old man didn't know.

At this time, Qian Ke'er extended a helping hand, selling her shares in the Qian family and switching to the Xiao family to help them overcome their difficulties, on the condition that Xiao Shen agree to be with her.

Four years have passed. Although Qian Ke'er was happy during these four years, it was also a difficult one.

Xiao Shen gently swirled his wine glass, his eyes growing increasingly cold. "I'll say it again: you're not allowed to enter my room without permission!"

"What if I insist?" Qian Ke'er bit her lip, extremely stubborn.

"Then don't blame me for turning against you!" Xiao Shen downed the wine in his cup in one gulp.

Qian Ke'er was deeply hurt.

Back then, this man was so indifferent to Su Ying, and she was quite proud of it. She never expected that four years later, he would be just as indifferent to her. Su Ying was right; this man had no heart, no regard for family, and could never be warmed.

"Brother Shen, will you be attending Grandpa's 80th birthday celebration the day after tomorrow?" Qian Ke'er suddenly asked.

Xiao Shen, with his back to the camera, paused for a moment, then said, "I'm not going!"

Qian Ke'er laughed, "Brother Shen, are you afraid to go, or are you not going?"

Xiao Shen turned around abruptly, "Qian Ke'er, you've gone too far!"

"Really? I think you're afraid to face Su Ying, aren't you? You're afraid you won't be able to control your feelings for her, am I right?"

"Hmph! One woman is not enough. No one can hold me back!" With that, the man slammed the door and left.

Qian Ke'er sneered on the spot, "Really not? I hope you're not just lying to yourself."

On the day of Mr. Xiao's 80th birthday, he invited friends from all walks of life to the hotel.

The dress Su Ying wore was chosen for her by Shen Qingfeng. It was a long, pearl-white dress that did not reveal her chest or arms, but had a deep V-neck at the back. She wore two pearl earrings, which made her look both gentle and sexy.

Shen Qingfeng wore the same suit, the same pearl white, with a black bow tie, looking just like a prince charming from a fairy tale. The two of them standing there looked like they were taking a couple's photoshoot, a very pleasing sight.

"Young Madam, your dress is so beautiful. Was it custom-made?"

"Of course, only the young mistress's temperament and status are worthy of her!"

"I think the young mistress is the most beautiful woman in the entire room!"

Hearing the compliments and praises from those around her, Jiang Rourou's sense of superiority intensified. Suddenly, she heard a discordant sound.

Wow! Who is this? She's so beautiful!

"Her temperament is also top-notch!"

"Could it be a celebrity guest invited by Old Master Xiao?"

"Look at that skin! I'm so envious!"

Jiang Rourou looked in the direction of the voice and was also amazed by Su Ying's beauty.

Her dress was so understated and conservative, and her makeup was so light—I don't know if it was the pearly white eyeshadow or something else, but why did she seem to be glowing, impossible to ignore? Then look at myself, from makeup to clothing to jewelry, every single thing was carefully chosen. My sexiness was easily defeated by Su Ying! Not only that, but it also made my makeup and outfit look cheap and understated.

Which part of the process went wrong?
Ugh! Why is this happening?

"Why is that bitch Su Ying here too? Brother Jiayang, hurry up and kick her out, so as not to lower the class of our banquet!" Jiang Rourou handed this task over to Xiao Jiayang.

Little did anyone know that Xiao Jiayang was already completely infatuated with Su Ying, his soul practically flying away.

Jiang Rourou was exasperated and even angrier. She stepped on the tip of his shoe and said, "Brother Jiayang, I'm talking to you!"

"Ouch! That hurts so much!" Xiao Jiayang finally snapped out of his daze. "Why are you so worried about whether she comes or not? There are so many people here today, you'd better not cause any trouble!"

"No way, I just can't stand this little bitch. If you won't go, I will!"

Jiang Rourou threw down her wine glass, lifted her skirt, and went to settle the score with Su Ying. She had to get revenge for the slap Su Ying gave her last time.

"This is unbelievable! Someone like you, a commoner, dares to come into such a high-class hotel? I bet you're just here to freeload a meal! Ha! What a poor wretch, look at you, so uncultured!"

Su Ying smiled and gently swirled the wine in her glass. "If you can come, why can't I?"

Jiang Rourou rolled her eyes, then realized something was wrong a beat later. "What do you mean? Are you insulting me? That's hilarious! You think you're worthy of being compared to me? You'd better get lost, or I'll have my bodyguards kick you out. Don't blame me if you embarrass yourself!"

"Then Miss Jiang will have to ask Old Master Xiao if he agrees!" Shen Qingfeng warned elegantly.

Jiang Rourou laughed dismissively, "Don't tell me the old man invited you, you're kidding! You sneaked in, who knows what you're up to!"

Her gaze turned to Shen Qingfeng, "And you, aren't you tired of being a simp for so long? You actually want someone else's worn-out shoe, you really are a perfect match!"

"Please watch your words..."

Su Ying pulled Shen Qingfeng back. He had a good temper and was emotionally stable, and he rarely spoke to people in this tone. Jiang Rourou's words were now unbearable.

"Young mistress has had several abortions and people have taken her in each time. Compared to you, I'm much better off, aren't I?"

The arrow pierced her heart, and Jiang Rourou's face turned as red as if dripping blood. She couldn't utter a single word, nor dared to. She gave them a warning nod and left.

"Xiaoying, are you alright?" Shen Qingfeng asked Su Ying in return.

Su Ying calmly shook her head. "What's the big deal? I'm used to it. Don't take someone like her seriously, or you'll only end up getting angry!"

Guests had already presented gifts, and Su Ying, arm in arm with Shen Qingfeng, went over to present hers as well.

"Xiaoying is here, come here!" The old butler whispered in the old man's ear to inform him that Su Ying had arrived. Upon finding her, the old man immediately waved to Su Ying.

"I thought you weren't coming!" The old man said like a child who had been waiting for a long time.

Su Ying laughed and said, "I'd like to, but I've already promised you!"

"Good, good, it's good that you're here!"

Su Ying took the box from Shen Qingfeng. "Grandpa, this is a birthday gift for you. It was prepared in a hurry, so please forgive me if you don't like it. I wish you many happy birthdays to come!"

Shen Qingfeng: May you have this day every year!

"Good, good, good, you're so kind!" The old man laughed heartily, looking quite pleased with himself.