Mr. Yan, wake up! Your wife isn't a delicate little flower.

Fu Shenghuan glanced at Cheng Xihe, then at Qiao Qiao, and explained, "Aunt Qing, Qiao Qiao likes that older sister over there."

She wanted her older sister to be her fairy godmother, but her sister refused, which is why she cried.

"Which one?"

Yan Qing glanced at Cheng Xihe, satisfied.

She glanced at Qin Ruosu beside her again, and said, "NO!"

"The lady in the blue dress, she's the prettiest one here," Fu Shenghuan said earnestly.

Qin Ruosu's expression changed instantly.

What does he mean?

Saying you're not good-looking?

"Wait a minute, it's not like that..." Qin Ruosu frowned, wanting to say something, but was interrupted again.

Su Wenjie stepped forward and complimented him with a smile:

"Mrs. Lan, it was Cheng Xihe over there who bullied Miss Lan, that's why we stood up for her."

"Yes, we didn't do anything." Qin Ruosu waved her hand, a formulaic smile on her face.

Before the other person could even say anything, the two of them started arguing.

Cheng Xihe glanced at the group of people, frowning, "Since there's nothing else, may I leave?"

She slowly and deliberately put the handkerchief away.

"Qiaoqiao, is that so?"

Yan Qing lowered her head and asked the little girl in her arms.

Qiaoqiao stared at Cheng Xihe's movements with her round eyes, and cried out in a wronged tone, "Fairy Godmother, the handkerchief..."

She stretched out her little hand and waved to Cheng Xihe, looking at her expectantly.

At this moment, Yan Qing understood what she meant.

The little girl has loved watching cartoons since she was little.

Especially Cinderella.

Knowing that princesses have fairy godmothers, she always wanted one.

Over the years, we've hired many beautiful teachers for her, but she doesn't like any of them.

Surprisingly, she has a good eye; she spotted the prettiest one right away.

I just don't know if this person is any good.

"Xihe, the little girl just wanted a handkerchief, and you made her cry by not giving it to her."

Seeing that the situation was not good, Qin Ruosu quickly stepped forward to reprimand Cheng Xihe.

Whatever the reason, as long as everyone ignores her, that's fine.

"You're really annoying."

Cheng Xihe said seriously, shoving the two people blocking her way: "You two are the noisiest people in the entire banquet hall."

She walked up to Qiaoqiao, her voice softening slightly: "Don't cry."

"Okay, okay..." Qiaoqiao obediently prepared to wipe her tears.

Cheng Xihe took out a handkerchief: "Wipe your tears, you won't be cute if you keep crying."

"Thank you, godmother~" Qiaoqiao reached out and carefully took Cheng Xihe's handkerchief, her big, watery eyes still looking at Cheng Xihe.

Yan Qing chuckled and said, "Miss, it seems my daughter likes you very much."

"I don't intend to be her fairy godmother. I have other things to do, so I'll be leaving now." Nodding to her, Cheng Xihe turned and left.

Qiaoqiao's mouth immediately pursed: "Fairy Godmother... no, she doesn't like me... waaaah..."

"Baby, didn't you say you were going to listen to your godmother and stop crying?" Yan Qing said helplessly, seeing how much her little darling adored her.

Fu Shenghuan walked to her side: "It's okay, Qiaoqiao, we'll definitely be able to win over the pretty lady."

"Okay, okay, I'll be good." Qiao Qiao watched Cheng Xihe's retreating figure and wiped away her tears with her handkerchief.

Over there, after Cheng Xihe left, he returned to a spot not far from Qin Jian.

Qin Jian clearly had no idea what had just happened.

After he finished talking, he came back and said, "Where did you go? You're about to go chat with President Yan."

"Isn't this a birthday party? I haven't seen Yan Mingchuan come out." Cheng Xihe said calmly.

The main character at this so-called birthday party hasn't made a move yet, clearly indicating it's just a blind date venue.

Qin Jian, enraged, retorted, "What do you know? That's how they've arranged it. Don't overthink it, just hurry up."

"Oh, let's go."

Upstairs, Yan Mingchuan had just returned to the reception room when he saw Yan Haiting standing at the door, dressed in a suit and tie, with a serious expression.

"Where did you just go?" Yan Haiting glanced at Yan Mingchuan, his face showing displeasure.

Yan Mingchuan said calmly, "Can't I come out for some fresh air?"

"Xiao Yan, you're not feeling well, so please don't wander around. We've only met a few more girls, and the party is about to start."

This underhanded scheme was devised by Yan Haiting, with the aim of finding a wife for Yan Mingchuan to bring him some good fortune.

Not long ago, a master came to our house and said that his leg was not getting better because of evil spirits, and that he needed to find a girl with a suitable birth chart to suppress the evil spirits in his house.

"The last two." Yan Mingchuan said coldly, and the wheelchair moved forward automatically.

Su Jin nodded to Yan Haiting, "Brother Yan, wait for me."

Downstairs, Qin Jian led Cheng Xihe to the person in charge of the Yan family's side: "Hello, I'm here to see Young Master Yan."

"Okay, this way." The man glanced at Cheng Xihe, a hint of envy in his eyes.

This is so beautiful.

Unfortunately, he's another one who took a shortcut.

As the two were going up the spiral staircase, they ran into Yan Haiting coming down from above.

"Chairman Yan." Qin Jian greeted Yan Haiting with a smile.

The man leading the group bowed slightly to Yan Haiting: "Chairman Yan, this is Miss Qin from the Qin family. I'll take her up to see President Yan."

"This one too?" Yan Haiting glanced at Cheng Xihe, then looked away and turned to Qin Jian: "Yes, hello."

"Hello, Mr. Yan, hahaha." Qin Jian extended his hand.

Seeing this, Yan Haiting shook hands with her without changing his expression, and winked at the person next to him: "Don't keep Xiao Yan waiting, take her upstairs first."

"it is good."

"Hehe, Mr. Yan, shall we go downstairs and have a chat?" Qin Jian looked at Yan Haiting with flattery, completely forgetting about Cheng Xihe.

Cheng Xihe scoffed and followed the young lady in front of him away.

Yan Haiting nodded coldly: "Mm."

Qin Jian turned around and walked ahead.

Behind him, Yan Haiting took out a handkerchief to wipe his hands and casually tossed it into the tray of a passing waiter carrying a tray.

"Knock knock knock".

The person leading the way knocked on the door of the reception room: "President Yan, I've brought people with me."

"Okay, come in."

Yan Mingchuan didn't speak; he answered Su Jin instead.

Pushing open the door, the man nodded to Cheng Xihe: "Miss, you can go in this way."

"it is good."

After everyone left, Cheng Xihe went inside and closed the door.

Turning around, Cheng Xihe saw two people sitting on the sofa not far from the reception room, each holding documents and looking down.

"What's your name?" Su Jin asked without looking up.

Cheng Xihe chuckled, "Cheng Xihe."

The two people who had been looking down simultaneously raised their heads.

"It's you?" Su Jin exclaimed in surprise.

Blinking, Cheng Xihe tilted her head: "You know me? This is our first meeting, isn't it?"

She pretended not to know them, intending to test their reaction.

"No, I've never seen him before. I've mistaken him for someone else." Su Jin pointed to a spot not far away: "Please sit down."

"Um."

"Da da da!"

The sound of high heels drew closer, and Yan Mingchuan raised his head, his eyes fixed on Cheng Xihe.

As I approached them, the scent of their perfume wafted out.

Yan Mingchuan took a gentle sniff.

There was no faint medicinal scent; perhaps it wasn't her...