After three years of misplaced affection, Mrs. Yu is no longer willing to pretend to be obedient.

The party started promptly at seven o'clock.

The small banquet had a relaxed and casual atmosphere. Jian Ailing stood in the corner and watched Yu Yunting give a brief speech on stage before the banquet officially began.

The moment the spotlight shone on him, Yu Yunting looked so dazzling, as if he belonged to a different world from the people below the stage, naturally attracting the attention of everyone in the banquet hall.

Jane picked up her camera and couldn't resist taking a few more pictures.

The reception and dinner were not complicated, with buffet tables and high tables set up around the perimeter for guests to help themselves. The overall atmosphere was relaxed and comfortable, giving guests plenty of time to socialize and socialize.

Jane Ailing and Zhao Zitong were seated at a table in the far corner for their meal.

"The activities with Tianheng are great." Zhao Zitong wolfed down the fried rice in his bowl and then started munching on the lobster on his plate. "Not only do they pay quickly, but the food and hospitality are always excellent."

"Hmm," Jian Ailing replied perfunctorily, her mind completely elsewhere.

While eating, Jian Ailing kept an eye on the situation in the banquet hall and searched for Zeng Ying.

Wearing a bright red backless dress and holding a glass of red wine, she moved around and greeted different guests like a butterfly, as if she were in her element and had no problem handling things with ease.

"What are you looking at? Your boss isn't even here." Zhao Zitong looked at her, puzzled.

"Oh right..." Jian Ailing belatedly realized that Yu Yunting had disappeared.

"I just saw him go inside; there seemed to be two private rooms inside."

"Don't tell me I'm not looking for him!" Jane Ailing gave him a disgruntled look.

She saw Zeng Ying alone, standing by the high table eating snacks.

The opportunity is here.

Jane stood up and walked quickly over.

"Oh, it's Miss Jian." Seeing Jian Ailing approach, Zeng Ying wiped her mouth and gracefully placed down her napkin. "Is there something you need?"

"Yes, I'm looking for you." Jane stood in front of her.

"I asked Li Tong, and she told me that she had no idea I was on the fourth floor of Tianheng headquarters at the time." Jian Ailing stared at the woman in front of her. "When you took me to the fourth floor, I was actually quite puzzled. But because I trusted you, I followed you in."

"So you were actually lying to me. You never told Li Tong where I was. You just wanted to lock me in that little room, right?"

Zeng Ying paused for a moment, then curled the corners of her lips into a smile, but there was no mirth in her eyes. "Really? I don't think I understand what you're saying."

"Zeng Ying, now that things have come to this, there's no need for you to lie anymore, is there?" The more Jian Ailing thought about it, the more something seemed off. If either Li Tong or Zeng Ying was lying, she was more inclined to believe it was the latter.

"You say I deliberately locked you in there, do you have any proof? What you just said only proves that Li Tong didn't know you were on the fourth floor." Zeng Ying raised her head, took a sip of red wine, and said, "If you don't have any evidence, then you're just making baseless accusations."

"I'm not here to hold you accountable or to interrogate you, nor am I here to complain to your brother... I just want to know, what is the reason?"

She asked herself, "I have no grudge against Zeng Ying, so why would she treat me like this?"

Jane Ailing truly couldn't understand why Zeng Ying would do such a thing.

She knew that Jiang Yurong had never liked her. Was Zeng Ying simply targeting her because her mother disliked her?

"Complain...you don't even deserve it." Zeng Ying put down her wine glass and gave a seemingly light snort. "You don't really think of yourself as Mrs. Yu, do you?"

"What?"

Jane Ailing paused, not understanding what she was saying for a moment.

"Yes, Second Brother, it was because you called our director in for questioning. But didn't he get no punishment afterward? If you want to take this matter to him, then go ahead and see if he cares."

In that instant, Jian Ailing felt Zeng Ying's gaze change.

It was a complex emotion she couldn't understand; besides anger, it seemed to be mixed with something else.

But Zeng Ying didn't seem to intend to say anything more to her. She took her wine glass and walked back into the crowd.

Jane watched her retreating figure, speechless, feeling a strange irritation and a general sense of unease.

Although she didn't admit it, Jane Eyling could tell who the culprit was.

She just didn't understand why Zeng Ying was doing these things.

Jian Ailing didn't know whether she should tell Yu Yunting about this. She could already guess that if she really told him, Zeng Ying would definitely not admit that she had done such a thing. Instead, she would turn the tables and accuse her of being scheming and deliberately playing the victim to frame others.

And Yu Yunting... who will he believe?

Jane Ailing raised her head and looked around again.

The people in the banquet hall were socializing enthusiastically, but Yu Yunting was still not there.

Could he really be in one of the private rooms?

Jane looked at a narrow passageway extending into the banquet hall and walked over it as if possessed.

There were two rooms inside, one with the door closed and the other with the door ajar.

She mustered her courage and quietly pushed open a crack.

The familiar figure came into view.

Yu Yunting sat with his back to her, leaning back on the sofa. One hand hung down, supporting himself on the back of the sofa, while the other held a glass of red wine. Xu Cheng stood beside him, talking.

"Okay, I will pass this on to Secretary Fang. President Lu didn't attend the meeting this afternoon, so I'll go out and tell him what you mean."

Yu Yunting responded with a faint "yes".

"By the way, I saw that Mrs. Ai... Yu is here today too. Should I ask her to come in and keep you company?" Xu Cheng's expression was slightly teasing. "It seems that you and your wife have a very good relationship lately."

"Is it good?" Yu Yunting chuckled. "I just want to see what it's like for that heartless woman to fall in love."

He raised his wine glass, tilting his head slightly back as if admiring the liquid inside. Under the crystal chandelier, the wine shimmered like a blood-red ruby.

"You know what, it's actually quite fun."

His relaxed tone, tinged with amusement, made it seem as if he were evaluating an insignificant toy.

For a moment, Xu Cheng's expression turned somewhat awkward. He didn't know how to respond, so he could only change the subject, "Then I'll go out and inform President Lu."

Seeing Xu Cheng about to leave, Jian Ailing could only turn around immediately and run away from the scene as if fleeing.