Accusations of not wanting to marry: The prosecutor pressed him relentlessly.

Fang Youxi brought a relatively simple dress, a new style from Valentino's early spring collection this year. It was a black tulle top paired with a beige skirt, and the layered neckline added a touch of femininity. It was perfect for attending this kind of business cocktail party.

She changed her clothes, put on makeup, and without wearing any particularly extravagant jewelry, just a pair of lustrous pearl earrings, looking elegant and poised.

Mu Wangbei leaned back on the sofa, casually picked up a magazine, and looked up, thinking that his girlfriend was unreasonably beautiful.

"Is it pretty?"

"You look good. Drink less tonight. Call me if anything happens and come home early." He took Fang Youxi's hand and kissed the back of her hand. Fang Youxi cooperated by giving him a princess-like bow, her eyes and brows full of smiles.

When she arrived at the banquet hall downstairs and saw Lu Yanli, she could clearly sense that something was amiss.

Seeing her resentful eyes, it was as if she had done something heinous.

Isn't it Mu Wangbei who's here?

Her boyfriend is visiting her on a business trip, so she can just pay for his hotel room out of her own pocket tonight.

Why be so stingy?

She didn't bother arguing with him, and Fang Youxi took the initiative to go over and greet him: "President Lu."

"Fang Tangtang, you're here to work, not to date."

"I haven't missed any work. It's 7:20 now, and I even arrived 10 minutes early."

Lu Yanli was furious: "How worried is he? He even follows you on your business trip. Is he crazy?"

"Are you done yet? He's my boyfriend, he came to see me on a business trip, what's wrong with that? As the client's boss, can you please stop interfering in the private life of the service provider's representative? Have some sense of boundaries."

Lu Yanli was about to mutter a few more words when Fang Youxi turned her head and saw that the securities firm had arrived with the vice chairman of the Securities Commission. She nudged him and said, "Hey, don't look so sullen. Our guests have arrived."

With a single glance, the two immediately switched to social mode, forcing smiles as they headed towards the door.

To make the occasion look good tonight, Lu Yanli invited a few friends from Hong Kong to support him, and the party immediately became lively.

In business etiquette, wearing formal attire is a sign of respect for the other party. Lu Yanli also changed into a formal suit and tie that evening, looking quite handsome. Men in Beicheng are generally tall and have a more rugged appearance.

Fang Youxi stood straight, her dress simple yet elegant, maintaining a standard business distance of thirty centimeters next to Lu Yanli.

Unlike twenty years ago, nowadays almost every well-known Hong Kong company has some form of cooperation with the mainland, or simply focuses its development on the mainland. The sons of Hong Kong elites are also increasingly interacting with the northern Hong Kong elites.

Even prominent institutions like the once-arrogant Hong Kong securities firms and the China Securities Regulatory Commission dared not neglect these young talents from Beicheng, at least on the surface.

After all, in the northern part of the city, if you throw a brick at someone, you never know which young master with connections it might hit.

The Lu family still has some roots in Beicheng. It is no accident that Lu Yanli has built such a large overseas market in just a few years.

Perhaps someone wanted to curry favor with Lu Yanli. Seeing Fang Youxi standing next to Lu Yanli, a handsome man and a beautiful woman, they deliberately joked with them: "Young Master Lu is really high-class. Is this a lawyer? She's so beautiful. Standing next to Young Master Lu, they are a perfect match."

Fang Youxi smiled politely but didn't respond.

Women have always been a subject of ridicule in business settings, and this outdated custom has remained largely unchanged despite the advancements in civilization over the years.

"Beautiful lady, why don't you offer a toast to our young master Lu, or his legal fees will be discounted?"

"How much for your legal fees, beautiful lady? Maybe we can give you a break next time?"

Fang Youxi said generously, "Thank you all for your kind words. Although Haotian Law Firm charges a bit more than other top-tier law firms, our professionalism is absolutely top-notch. For example, we only charged 15 million for Mr. Lu's case. If you two are interested, I will give you my assistant's phone number in a moment so you can make an appointment to talk."

Wow, that's quite a boast.

Lu Yanli glanced at Fang Youxi, and that mischievous look of his was back.

He added, "Fang Lu is not only my business partner, but also the representative of the fourth largest shareholder of our Lutong Group. If you are really interested, I'll ask her to give me some face and give you a discount."

It seems that what brought Gangcheng was not only a lawyer from the law firm, but also a shareholder of Lutong. Gangcheng's friends were a little embarrassed, smiled awkwardly, and came over to ask for business cards.

Lu Yanli elevated her status, so she couldn't keep a straight face anymore. She didn't mind coming to Hong Kong to take on a few more cases.

They skillfully navigated business etiquette, knowing when to introduce things and when to be insincere.

They became increasingly in sync at work. Fang Youxi could handle any word Lu Yanli threw out, and she would fight tooth and nail for anything Lu Tong wanted to achieve.

With just a glance from Fang Youxi, Lu Yanli knew what her purpose was. One played the good cop, the other the bad cop; the two worked together seamlessly, doing what needed to be done and saying what needed to be said perfectly.

Fang Youxi's face was stiff from smiling all night, as was Lu Yanli's. Near the end, he rubbed his face and forced himself to see them off.

The guy from the accounting firm was already drunk. Guo Yang went to arrange a car and take care of the aftermath. Fang Youxi's feet were almost numb; 10-centimeter high heels were truly beautiful torture.

"Lu Yanli, that's about it. I'm going upstairs to rest."

Lu Yanli rubbed his temples, looked up at her, and suddenly blurted out, "Fang Tangtang, let's chat for a bit."

Fang Youxi raised an eyebrow: "Chatting with a lawyer costs money."

"Let's chat for ten yuan, I'll send you a red envelope later."

"Okay, if I take on a legal aid case while working overtime tonight, what would you like to talk about?"

Lu Yanli leaned against the drinks counter at the tea break, looking at her with a deep, resentful gaze. He asked, "You like Mu Wangbei that much? You knew it wasn't right, yet you still threw yourself into it?"

"What is liking, and what is being suitable? Liking is physical attraction, while being suitable is about weighing the pros and cons. These are not the same thing."

"Don't argue. I really don't want to see you compromise for anyone. You're doing great the way you are now. If you're with him, one day you'll stop being yourself."

"Lu Yanli, why do you all like to make assumptions and predictions about others? My own situation, whether I will get better or worse in the future, will never be because of others, because everyone is an independent individual."

Fang Youxi was unusually serious: "For me, if even something as simple as liking someone requires weighing the pros and cons and weighing it again and again, then it's not liking. If I like someone at this moment, then I'll enjoy the process of liking them. What's wrong with that? After all, we don't even know what will happen tomorrow. Don't live such a tiring life."

Lu Yanli subconsciously wanted to say something more, but Fang Youxi raised her hand to stop him.

"Here's a piece of advice for you: enjoy the moment. Today's legal aid service is finished. Remember to pay the ten yuan service fee later. Good night, Mr. Lu. Sweet dreams."