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

Cheng Xihe's clear and melodious voice rang out, immediately attracting everyone's attention.

When they saw Cheng Xihe's outfit, everyone was stunned.

One person was the first to come to their senses: "Damn, I heard a beautiful woman came to President Yan's birthday party today. I was wondering why I didn't see her."

"Wow, this is so beautiful!"

"Hi, beautiful lady, what's your name?"

The young man sitting on the armrest of the sofa, with an earring in his ear, was the first to greet Cheng Xihe.

Cheng Xihe walked over, his gaze falling on Qin Ruosu.

Qin Ruosu, who was originally pleased with herself for attracting everyone's attention, was startled and shrank back.

His movements were so exaggerated that everyone around him saw them.

Cheng Xihe scoffed lightly: "Would it have been better if she had started saying I got into A University because of Qin Jian, or if she had started saying I was dumped in Z City?"

She leaned back on the sofa and gave Qin Ruosu a disdainful smirk: "Tell me, how did I get into A University by relying on Qin Jian?"

"Xi, Xihe..."

Cheng Xihe chose a spot behind Qiu Yu and Yang Jia's sofa.

Both of them knew Cheng Xihe.

Qiu Yu, in particular, was so excited that she almost stood up.

Cheng Xi stopped him with a glance.

He sat down and pulled Yang Jia to look at Qin Ruosu together.

"It's you!" Mu Xiaoting was just thinking that the voice sounded very familiar, but she didn't recognize Cheng Xihe at first glance.

It wasn't until she heard the voice that she realized, "I added you on WeChat last time and asked you out several times, but you never came!"

She shook off the girl next to her, ran to Cheng Xihe, and grabbed her arm: "My God, you look so beautiful today!"

"When did you add her on WeChat? Send it to me!" The boy who had spoken to Cheng Xihe first looked at Mu Xiaoting.

Mu Xiaoting said disdainfully, "Go away, how dare you add my goddess on WeChat? This is the super amazing goddess I was telling you about."

He appeared like a god descending from the heavens in the underground parking garage, quickly and decisively beating the knife-wielding thug to a pulp.

Cheng Xihe: ...

"Wow, really? You know kung fu?" The man immediately became interested: "Teach me! I know a little too."

Mu Xiaoting waved her hand: "Go away, Jiang Che, I'm warning you, don't come near my fragrant goddess, this occasion is not suitable."

"Fine, fine, Miss Mu has spoken, how can I not listen?" Jiang Che helplessly raised his hands in a gesture of surrender.

The people in this circle are mostly younger, rich kids who have just started college, while the older ones are already learning to recognize people from their elders.

Some have even taken over their family businesses.

"Goddess, come to me..."

Mu Xiaoting pulled Cheng Xihe to sit down, but Qiu Yu pulled Yang Jia up, saying, "Sit here with us, there's just enough room for two people."

"Hey, Xiaoting."

The girl who had been holding onto Cheng Xihe earlier followed, saying, "What are you doing? Can't we sit over there?"

"There aren't many seats over there, Xiaoying, so I'll sit here with my goddess."

She looked up at Qiu Yu and Yang Jia, and smiled: "You two know what's good for you~"

Yang Jia looked at Qiu Yu helplessly, shrugged, and wanted to ask him what he meant.

Qiu Yu tugged at him, saying, "Just let the girls have their way, we can sit on the side."

That's his master!

There's no reason for an apprentice to sit while the master stands.

Cheng Xihe immediately stole all the attention from the central figure upon her arrival, which greatly angered Qin Ruosu.

Xiao Ying, whom he had been trying to curry favor with, had also moved away.

She sat down next to him and glanced at Su Wenjie.

But then they saw Su Wenjie staring at Cheng Xi and the others.

"Ahem, little sister, what brings you here?" She coughed lightly, intending to break the awkward atmosphere.

Cheng Xihe glanced at her: "If you hadn't come soon, you would have already slandered me, wouldn't you?"

"I'm the top student in Z City, someone A University is scrambling to get. What if people misunderstand me because I got in through connections?"

Before Qin Ruosu could speak, Cheng Xihe showed her no respect and spoke the truth.

Qin Ruosu looked embarrassed.

Mu Xiaoting, in particular, glared at her angrily: "Look, my goddess is the top scholar. You say she relies on her father? What father?"

"Is it because of a father who just abandoned her so far away?"

"My father hasn't abandoned her; her expenses over the years have been covered by the family. Xihe, say something!" Qin Ruosu looked at Cheng Xihe with a somewhat aggrieved expression, as if she had committed a grave offense.

Cheng Xihe leaned back on the sofa, relaxed. "Are you sure you want me to say it? Hmm?"

"Of course, I'll tell the truth." Qin Ruosu nodded, then noticed the unfriendly looks she was getting, which made her feel even more wronged.

With a light scoff, Cheng Xihe said, "Fine, you're the one who wanted me to tell the truth."

Her face was full of amusement.

This immediately made Qin Ruosu nervous.

Su Wenjie glanced at Qin Ruosu, then looked at Cheng Xihe.

I hadn't looked closely before, but now I realize that Cheng Xihe is very beautiful and doesn't resemble any of them.

"When I was a child, Qin Jian sent my grandmother 10,000 yuan every month for four years."

After that, I received 5,000 yuan every month. However, during my last two years of high school, they didn't send me any living expenses at all; I had to earn my own money by working.

As Cheng Xihe spoke, Mu Xiaoting, who was standing next to him, felt sorry for him.

She's lived a life of luxury since childhood; five thousand yuan wouldn't even be enough for her to buy a handbag charm.

Grabbing Cheng Xihe's wrist, Cheng Xihe said, "You've suffered too much, goddess."

"Only five thousand!"

Qiu Yu's eyes widened as she looked at Qin Ruosu: "I remember when you were in high school, even a casual backpack you carried cost several thousand yuan, right?"

We all went to the same high school, and although we still have our own circles, we all know each other to some extent.

Qin Ruosu was a well-known figure in high school, and she was never short of designer brands.

Qin Ruosu couldn't hold back any longer, even though Cheng Xihe had to be forced to say it.

She moved her lips, as if she wanted to say something.

Then Cheng Xihe said with a light sneer, "As for why you don't send me money so I can work, well..."

I heard that your mother was like that back then...

"Xihe!" Qin Ruosu suddenly tensed up and loudly interrupted Cheng Xihe.

Cheng Xihe truly hadn't expected that Zhang Zhiyue, such a clever woman, would give birth to a daughter who was an unambitious fool who only knew how to fight and scheme.

I warned her before, but she still didn't repent. So don't blame me for being impolite.

Jiang Che sneered, "What else could it be? You married a stepmother, so your father is a stepfather now, too."

"That's right, he's a stepfather." Mu Xiaoting sneered.

Xiaoying frowned: "Today is a banquet, not a place for you to play the victim."

"Playing the victim?"

Cheng Xihe scoffed, "I don't want to play the victim, but some people insist on it. What can I do?"

Shrugging, Cheng Xihe looked at Qin Ruosu: "Right, Sister Susu?"

These four words were pronounced very heavily, giving Qin Ruosu goosebumps.

Cheng Xihe glanced to the side and noticed a person sitting silently in the corner.

The man sat there, glanced at Cheng Xihe, and then lowered his head to attend to his own business.

"Let's not talk about that anymore. Tell me about how you saved people?"

Jiang Che was still playing his game, but he started gossiping: "Seriously, can't you spar with me for a bit?"

"Do you have time?"

Cheng Xihe smiled, neither refusing nor denying.

She reached for a glass of juice, but Mu Xiaoting stood up first: "You want juice? What flavor do you want? I'll get it for you."

Orange juice will do.

"The orange juice is here!"

Before Cheng Xihe could finish speaking and before Mu Xiaoting could even move, Qiu Yu had already brought over the orange juice, smiling flatteringly, "Drink orange juice, freshly squeezed."

His attitude is really off.

You should know that Qiu Yu is a notorious playboy!

"Qiu Yu, what do you mean by this? Don't tell me you've fallen for my goddess?"

Mu Xiaoting's disdain was obvious: "I'm warning you, don't you dare try anything with my goddess."

"How could I dare?" Qiu Yu said, unable to express her grievances.

That was his master; he wouldn't dare think about such a thing.

Yang Jia, standing nearby, coldly remarked, "It's just for serving pretty ladies, isn't it?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Qiu Yu nodded quickly.

Cheng Xihe chuckled, "Thank you."

Everyone sat down and chatted.

Xiaoying eventually squeezed in and sat next to Mu Xiaoting.

Noticing the person's gaze, Cheng Xihe glanced at her.

Xiaoying was wearing a light purple dress, which was a short skirt.

Sitting like this carries the risk of light leaking out, so she kept her legs tightly pressed together, feeling somewhat awkward, and her whole body was tense.

It seems she sat next to Mu Xiaoting earlier because Mu Xiaoting's long dress could conceal her.

Cheng Xihe stood up and said to a passing waiter, "Bring me a light blanket."

"Is the air conditioning cold here? Should I have someone adjust the temperature?" Mu Xiaoting asked with concern.

"Thank you." Taking the blanket, Cheng Xihe smiled. "No, it's just useful."

She tossed the blanket onto Xiaoying's lap: "There's nothing to be embarrassed about, just cover yourself with it."

"You..." Xiaoying was stunned, looking at Cheng Xihe in disbelief.

She thought no one knew about her predicament, so she kept putting on a brave face.

Her family insisted she wear this dress so she could meet President Yan dressed like this.

However, as soon as she went in, President Yan said he wasn't interested in children and kicked her out.

"What?" Cheng Xihe raised an eyebrow, looking at her.

If this person is also ungrateful, she won't be polite either.

Xiaoying clutched the corner of the blanket and whispered, "Thank you."

"You're welcome."

As Cheng Xihe was about to sit back down, a bodyguard in a suit and headset, who looked quite intimidating, approached her: "Hello, may I ask which one of you is Miss Cheng?"

Cheng Xihe glanced up at him: "What is it?"

"Excuse me, Miss Cheng, our Chairman Yan would like to invite you over." The bodyguard gestured for Cheng Xihe to come over.

"uncle?"

Mu Xiaoting stood up and grabbed Cheng Xihe's hand: "Then I'll come along and take a look!"

"Miss Mu, I'm sorry."

The bodyguard reached out to stop Mu Xiaoting: "Chairman Yan, as long as I take Miss Cheng over there, no one else is allowed to go."

"Why is it like this!" Mu Xiaoting pouted in dissatisfaction.

Her uncle was fierce, and she dared not resist, so she could only look at Cheng Xihe with longing eyes.

Cheng Xihe chuckled, "It's nothing."

"Alright then." Mu Xiaoting sat down reluctantly.

Qin Ruosu hoped that Cheng Xihe leaving with the bodyguard wasn't a good thing, and smiled slightly.

"Walk."

Cheng Xihe followed the bodyguard upstairs again and entered the reception room.

When the door opened, the reception room was already filled with many people...