Five years after my wife's death, she came back!

On Saturday, people arrived at the villa very early to style Shi Ying's hair.

Shi Ying sat somewhat awkwardly in front of the mirror, watching several makeup artists surround her, applying makeup to her face. Her long hair was styled into a bun, revealing her slender, fair shoulders and neck, with a few stray hairs hanging down on either side, exuding both refinement and languidness.

When Shang Chenyan pushed the door open and came in, Shi Ying was blinking incessantly because her false eyelashes were too long, making her look slightly comical.

"President Shang." Upon hearing the makeup artist's voice, Shi Ying quickly turned her head, but since she couldn't stand up, she could only call out as well.

Shang Chenyan walked behind her and looked at the girl's exceptionally beautiful face through the mirror, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly involuntarily.

Shi Ying didn't notice his subtle movements and simply asked, "Don't you need to get your hair and makeup done?"

Shang Chenyan smiled and said, "I can fix my hair."

Shi Ying gave an "oh" sound. No matter the occasion, the men always wore suits and had their hair slicked back, while the women would wear all sorts of pretty dresses and put on exquisite makeup.

She blinked again; these eyelashes were really uncomfortable.

But the next moment, she heard Shang Chenyan's voice: "Close your eyes."

"Huh?" Shi Ying's mind hadn't quite processed what was happening, but her eyes had already obediently closed.

She felt something wet brush against her eyelids, and then those annoying clumps of false eyelashes fell off.

Shi Ying lifted her lightened eyelids and looked at the man in the mirror.

Shang Chenyan said, "The party will last quite a while, so do whatever makes you comfortable."

"You're already beautiful."

After saying that, he left, leaving Shi Ying alone, looking bewildered in front of the mirror.

He was actually praising her!

Does Shang Chenyan also know how to praise people?

The makeup artist smiled broadly: "You and Mr. Shang have such a good relationship."

"No..." Shi Ying opened her mouth, but didn't know how to explain.

She had no choice but to shut up.

After her makeup and hair were done, the maid took out a dress that had been prepared in advance from the closet. It was a light blue, fitted, strapless long dress, and a white shawl was also placed over it in case she was cold.

After changing her clothes, Shi Ying twirled around in front of the mirror, feeling like she was playing a dress-up game.

She had never worn a dress like this before; it seemed to be studded with tiny diamonds, and when she moved, it shimmered like the surface of a lake illuminated by sunlight.

When going downstairs, Shi Ying was extra careful, holding up the hem of her skirt with one hand and holding onto the railing with the other, for fear of stepping on it.

Hearing the noise, Shang Chenyan turned around and looked at her.

Against the light, he seemed to see Shi Ying walking towards him in her wedding dress that year.

"President Shang?" Shi Ying looked at the man blocking her way at the top of the stairs, waved her hand in front of his face, and asked, "What are you thinking about?"

Shang Chenyan snapped out of his daze, clenched his fist, and coughed lightly twice: "It's nothing, let's go."

As the two were about to leave, Shang Nian sat on the sofa, pouting and looking at them unhappily.

Shi Ying walked over and squatted down in front of her, patting her head: "Niannian, be good at home, okay? If we come back late, go to bed early."

Shang Nian held onto her hand tightly, not wanting to let go. She knew that her mother would move out after tonight and wouldn't live with her anymore.

Thinking of this, she glanced at Shang Chenyan with disdain.

Dad is useless.

Shang Nian's tears came easily. She looked at Shi Ying pitifully and wouldn't let her go.

Shi Ying could only whisper, "If Niannian misses me in the future, you can video call me anytime, okay? I'll take you out to play this weekend, okay?"

Shang Nian took the drawing board and wrote the three words "amusement park" on it.

Shi Ying smiled and nodded: "Okay, I'll take you to the amusement park next weekend."

Shang Nian then managed to stop crying and extended her little finger to her.

Shi Ying paused for a moment before realizing what the children were doing, then hooked her finger around Shi Ying's and shook it: "I promise I won't lie to you."

She kissed Shang Nian's little face before standing up.

"Let's go." Shang Chenyan, who had been standing in the entrance hall, called out in a low voice.

"They're here."

*

The charity gala was held at the Jiangcheng City Central Hotel. After getting out of the car, Shang Chenyan turned around and extended his hand to Shi Ying.

Shi Ying hesitated for a moment, then, noticing the occasional flashes of light from outside, she had no choice but to place her hand in his palm.

After getting off at the station, Shang Chenyan took her arm and made her link arms with him.

"So many people are taking pictures of us secretly," Shi Ying muttered to herself.

"Don't worry, tonight's party is backed by the government, and all the guests are prominent figures in Jiangcheng. These photos will not be leaked."

"That's good." Shi Ying was a little nervous because it was her first time in such an occasion, and she unconsciously tightened her grip on the man's arm.

Shang Chenyan's gaze fell on the two people's intertwined hands, then he casually looked away.

A waiter in a black uniform and white gloves led the two inside. The French-style building was brightly lit, and the first thing they heard was the melodious and beautiful sound of a piano. The interior was spacious and comfortable, and people coming and going were dressed in elegant dresses, raising wine glasses and chatting and laughing.

Shi Ying didn't know anyone and didn't dare to look around, lest she embarrass Shang Chenyan.

"Don't be too reserved. See if you recognize anyone over there." Shang Chenyan's gentle voice dispelled some of the tension. Shi Ying looked in the direction he indicated and indeed saw several familiar faces in the crowd.

She thought for a moment, then slightly opened her mouth in surprise; it was a celebrity she had seen on television.

Shang Chenyan asked, "Do you want them to come over and talk to you? I see you often watch their TV shows."

"No, no, no, that's not necessary." Shi Ying shook her head repeatedly. "Watching them on TV is enough. I only like how they are on TV; I don't want to see them in person."

What if the filter breaks?

Shang Chenyan smiled and said, "Okay."

At this moment, people kept coming up to him and talking to him, their eyes lingering on him.

Shang Chenyan didn't introduce anything in detail, just chatted casually for a few minutes.

"There's food here. Would you like something to eat, or would you like to come upstairs with me to meet some friends?"

Shi Ying pointed to the bar: "I'll wait for you here."

She didn't know his friends and didn't want to join in the fun.

"Okay." Shang Chenyan handed her her small handbag. "Contact me if you need anything. I'll be down soon."

"Uh-huh."

Shi Ying took a glass of juice, but finding the place a bit noisy, she went to the windowsill in the corner.

The party was held on the top floor of the hotel. This floor-to-ceiling window runs through the entire east side of the top floor, and standing here, you can easily take in the night view of Jiangcheng.

"Miss Shi?"

There was a slightly familiar voice behind me.

Shi Ying turned around and saw Meng Shuyan.