I raised stunning young ladies, but they all wanted to possess me.

Gu Yan replied.

"Ms. Fu, are you sure?"

"The Fu family?"

The other party replied.

"Yes, I'm sure."

"Well, I guess we can be considered part of the Fu family."

"What's wrong? Don't you believe me?"

Gu Yan thought for a moment.

It's not that I don't believe it.

"I'm just curious, why would someone from the Fu family apply for a bodyguard position?"

The other person sent a smiley face.

"What happened to the Fu family?"

"The Fu family needs to eat too."

Gu Yan's lips twitched.

That's what I meant.

Does the Fu family need to eat?

If the Fu family were short of money, there would be no rich people in the entire Great Xia Dynasty.

He replied.

"Ms. Fu, I'm serious."

"This job is dangerous."

"I might have to go abroad."

"You might be in mortal danger."

The other party replied.

"I know."

"That's why I came."

"The more dangerous it is, the more interesting it is."

Gu Yan: "..."

That tone.

Why does this sound so unreliable?

He thought for a moment and then replied.

"How about this then?"

"Let's meet the day after tomorrow."

"Let's have an interview."

"May I?"

The other party replied instantly.

"Okay, okay."

"See you the day after tomorrow then."

You decide on the address.

Gu Yan replied with an address.

It's a coffee shop in the city center.

After sending the message, he put his phone away.

He was still thinking about this guy surnamed Fu.

The Fu family...

Who is it?

He just couldn't figure it out.

Forget it.

You'll know when you see it the day after tomorrow.

……

The elevator reached the top floor.

The door opened.

Before me was a long corridor.

The room was covered with a dark red carpet, and famous paintings hung on the walls.

At the end of the corridor was a huge door.

Two waiters stood at the door, dressed in crisp uniforms.

Upon seeing the two, he bowed slightly.

Welcome!

Then push open the door.

For an instant.

Lights, music, and voices all rushed towards you.

The banquet hall was very large.

It's as big as a football field.

The dome is very high, with huge crystal chandeliers hanging from it.

The lights were dazzling, illuminating the entire hall as if it were daytime.

Long tables were set up around the perimeter, laden with various exquisite foods and drinks.

In the center is a dance floor, where people are dancing.

There are rest areas on both sides, furnished with sofas and coffee tables.

People were everywhere.

Young men and women, dressed in gorgeous gowns.

Some wore masks, some didn't.

About half and half.

That's the rule.

Protect privacy.

Those who don't want to reveal their identity wear masks.

Those who want to show their faces won't wear it.

Gu Yan glanced at it.

There are at least two or three hundred people.

They are all the most outstanding young people from various prominent families.

He glanced at them and didn't recognize a single one.

But soon.

Everyone looked at him.

wrong.

He looked at Pei Yuran next to him.

Pei Yuran was not wearing a mask.

That cool and beautiful face was breathtakingly beautiful under the lights.

A long, moon-white dress trailed on the ground.

The silver sword patterns appeared and disappeared as she moved.

She stood there, like a fairy who had stepped out of a painting.

The entire banquet hall fell silent for a few seconds.

Then whispers erupted.

"Holy crap, is that Pei Yuran?"

"The Pei family's number one swordsman?"

"Why is she here?"

"She never used to attend these kinds of parties."

"Who is that man next to her?"

"I don't know, I've never seen it before."

"Holy crap, they're holding hands."

"Pei Yuran is holding a man's hand?"

"Am I seeing things?"

"Who is that guy? What's his background?"

"Could someone who can hold Pei Yuran's hand be just an ordinary person?"

"Could he be the son-in-law of the Pei family?"

"No way? Pei Yuran has a fiancé?"

"How come I've never heard of it?"

"Look at the clothes they're wearing, they're all matching sets."

"Really?"

"Look at that skirt and suit, the patterns are the same."

"Holy crap, it really is."

"That guy seemed nice, except his face was a bit pale."

"The sickly beauty type is very popular now."

"Pei Yuran actually likes this kind of thing?"

"I don't know, but they look like a good match."

"What do you mean, 'match'? I'm not having it!"

"What's the point of whether you submit or not?"

"They're already holding hands, and you're still dreaming?"

Gu Yan felt a chill run down her spine as she listened to these comments.

He wanted to let go.

But Pei Yuran held on too tightly.

He couldn't draw it.

I had no choice but to bite the bullet and let her lead me inside.

I took a few steps.

He suddenly felt someone watching him.

That gaze was very peculiar.

This was not a normal scrutiny.

But...

familiar?

He followed that gaze.

Then he froze.

In the crowd.

A young man was standing there.

He was wearing a dark blue suit and a half-face mask.

But that figure, that posture, that gaze...

Gu Yan's pupils contracted.

Bai Zikong?

Male lead?

What is he doing here?

Shouldn't he be in Shanghai?

To be honest, Gu Yan still harbored a sliver of hope: what if the plot could return to normal after she left?

Bai Zikong also saw him.

Those eyes, hidden behind the mask, opened slightly.

Then he winked at Gu Yan.

That look in his eyes was very obvious.

Look over there.

Gu Yan followed his gaze.

Then he was completely stunned.

On the other side of the banquet hall.

Rest area.

Several young women were sitting around a sofa, playing cards.

They were all beautiful young ladies from wealthy families, dressed in gorgeous gowns.

They chatted and laughed, creating a relaxed atmosphere.

But Gu Yan's gaze fell on one of them.

A golden evening gown.

Long, golden hair.

Golden eyes.

A person sat in a corner, holding a glass of wine in their hand.

I didn't drink a drop.

Just sitting there.

He exuded an aura that kept strangers at bay.

He doesn't fit in with other people.

Lin Jinyu.

Gu Yan felt her heart skip a beat.

Then, bang, bang, bang, it jumped very fast.

Holy crap.

What is she doing here?

Why is she here?

Shouldn't she be in Shanghai?

When did she learn to play cards? How come I didn't know?

No, it would be a miracle if a gangster's daughter didn't know how to gamble.

Isn't she looking for him everywhere?

It's over. It's over.

If she finds out...

Gu Yan subconsciously took a step back.

They took another step back.

Pei Yuran sensed it.

She turned her head and looked at Gu Yan.

"What's wrong?"

Gu Yan opened her mouth.

What do you want to say?

But he couldn't say anything.

Pei Yuran followed his gaze.

Then she saw Lin Jinyu.

Those icy blue eyes instantly turned cold.

It was bitterly cold.

Gu Yan had never seen this expression on her face before.

That was disgust.

Pure, undisguised disgust.

Pei Yuran stared at Lin Jinyu.

Lin Jinyu seemed to sense something.

She looked up.

Look this way.

Gu Yan's heart tightened.

He quickly lowered his head.

He pulled Pei Yuran to the side.

"Go, go quickly."

Pei Yuran was pulled away by him.

But those eyes were still fixed on Lin Jinyu's direction.

She spoke.

His voice was as cold as ice.

"That woman."

"Hate."

Gu Yan was taken aback.

He looked at Pei Yuran.

Pei Yuran was also looking at him.

Those icy blue eyes held emotions never before seen.

Gu Yan suddenly remembered that night.

These are the words Pei Yuran once said.

"You are mine."

"No one can take it from me."

He seemed to understand something.