My stepmother forced me to donate bone marrow, so I retaliated by slapping my scumbag father in the

Yu Binglan hesitated for a moment: "Don't talk nonsense."

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

Although Jiang Huan said that, she had already made up her mind.

She wanted to see what Shen Ze looked like and what he was capable of.

If it's just because of childhood friendship that Yu Binglan fell head over heels for it, then her best friend definitely needs to warn her.

Of course, if she is really much better than Shen Cong, she can admit it.

Downstairs at Xingchen Group.

A dark gray Porsche 911 was parked on the side of the road.

Shen Ze got out of the car and stood beside it, glancing at his phone.

He didn't dress up specially today; he was still wearing a simple black coat with a clean white shirt underneath.

The effect of the Perfect Body Card is too obvious.

Several female office workers who were just casually looking at cars were unable to look away once their eyes fell on him.

"Who is that?"

"So handsome."

"This figure is absolutely amazing, broad shoulders, narrow waist, and long legs."

Is he a celebrity?

"Even celebrities don't have this kind of charisma; he seems even more composed than a celebrity."

The receptionist at the entrance of Xingchen Group saw Shen Ze from afar and immediately whispered to the president's office.

Not long after, two figures walked out of the gate.

Yu Binglan was wearing a light-colored long dress with a light coat over it. Unlike her usual strong professional suit, she looked much softer today.

Jiang Huan walked beside her, initially with a somewhat scrutinizing look.

But when she saw Shen Ze by the car, she slowed down a beat.

She has seen many handsome men.

In Longdu's social circle, there are all kinds of people: rich second-generation, celebrities, models, young masters.

Some people rely on their looks, some on their money, and some on their carefully crafted image.

But Shen Ze is different.

He simply stood there, without striking a pose or deliberately looking at anyone, yet the eyes of those around him automatically fell upon him.

His features were clean and sharp, and his body proportions were impeccable. The black coat he wore was extremely simple, yet it exuded a natural sense of sophistication.

More importantly, he is not superficial.

He doesn't have the frivolity of those rich kids, nor the deliberate greasiness of male models.

She was clean and refreshing, yet so composed that it was impossible to look away.

Jiang Huan's prepared questions suddenly stopped.

She suddenly understood Yu Binglan.

Compared to the man in front of him, the difference between Shen Cong and the man in front of him was too obvious.

Shen Cong was spoiled from a young age, so he has a bad temper, spends money extravagantly, and likes to make a big show when pursuing someone.

That pink Ferrari looks expensive, but it's essentially a reflection of a spoiled brat's temperament.

Shen Ze simply stood by the car, saying nothing, which made Shen Cong look like a naughty child who hadn't grown up.

When Yu Binglan saw Shen Ze, she couldn't hide the smile in her eyes: "Brother Shen Ze."

Shen Ze looked at her, his expression softening: "Not busy today?"

"I'm done with work."

Yu Binglan walked up to him, then remembered Jiang Huan beside her, "This is my friend, Jiang Huan."

Jiang Huan snapped out of her daze, extended her hand, and smiled much more sincerely than before: "Hello, I'm Jiang Huan, Binglan's best friend."

Shen Ze reached out and gently shook her hand: "Shen Ze."

They parted as soon as their palms touched.

Jiang Huan clicked her tongue inwardly. Polite, not clingy, and didn't look around inappropriately.

She was wearing a fitted trench coat today, which accentuated her figure. She was used to men staring at her in what they thought was a discreet way.

Shen Ze remained calm throughout, his gaze so clear that no one could find fault with him.

No wonder Binglan likes it; if it were her, she would also take a second look.

Yu Binglan looked at Shen Ze: "Huanhuan just came from Longdu and would like to have a meal together, is that alright?"

Shen Ze nodded: "Of course."

Jiang Huan laughed and said, "Then I'll be a third wheel today, don't mind me."

Yu Binglan blushed slightly: "Don't talk nonsense."

Just as Jiang Huan was about to make a joke, her phone suddenly vibrated.

She glanced down at him: Shen Cong.

Messages kept popping up at the top of the screen.

[Sis, have you arrived in Shanghai yet?]

"Sister, have you seen Binglan?"

Please put in a good word for me with her; I'm really feeling unwell right now.

Could you please let her come to the hospital to see me?

Sister, please, please help me this once.

Jiang Huan frowned slightly.

If she had met Shen Ze before, she might have said a few words in Shen Cong's defense.

He's my cousin after all; blood ties are there.

But now, she looked at Shen Ze standing in front of her, and then at Yu Binglan, whose eyes were full of tenderness.

What else is there to say?

Shen Cong's loss was entirely justified.

My phone is still vibrating.

Jiang Huan's attention was entirely focused on Shen Ze at that moment. Not only did she not check the messages, she also put her phone on silent.

She put her phone back in her bag as if nothing had happened, looked up and smiled, "Let's go, I just arrived in Shanghai today, and I'm just waiting to mooch a good meal from you guys."

Yu Binglan glanced at her: "Didn't you say you weren't hungry?"

I wasn't hungry just now.

Jiang Huan said matter-of-factly, "Now when I see a handsome guy, my appetite suddenly increases."

Yu Binglan blushed instantly: "Huanhuan."

Shen Ze didn't react much, only smiled and asked, "What do you want to eat?"

Jiang Huan's eyes darted around: "This is my first time in Shanghai, so you can arrange everything. But your car only has two seats, right? How will the three of us fit?"

Shen Ze looked at Yu Binglan.

Yu Binglan then remembered that she had asked the driver to bring another car to the company building earlier that day.

"Get in my car."

She pressed the key, and a black Bentley Mulsanne in the distance turned on its lights.

Jiang Huan glanced at the Bentley, then at Shen Ze's Porsche, and couldn't help but click her tongue: "Binglan, you're acting way too naturally, aren't you?"

"Before, if anyone dared to sit in your passenger seat, you'd give them the cold shoulder for ages, but now you just tell them to switch cars with you."

Yu Binglan pretended not to hear and walked over to open the car door.

She had already sent the driver away beforehand.

Shen Ze got into the driver's seat, and Yu Binglan naturally sat in the passenger seat.

Jiang Huan then sat in the back seat, fastening her seatbelt while giving the two people in front a meaningful look.

The car slowly drove out of Xingchen Group.

Jiang Huan sat in the back seat, her gaze shifting back and forth between Shen Ze and Yu Binglan, finding it increasingly interesting.

She knew Yu Binglan's usual demeanor all too well.

Back in Longdu, countless talented young men pursued her, showering her with flowers, jewelry, and project cooperation proposals—they used every trick in the book.

Yu Binglan would at most politely refuse, but if someone was persistent, she wouldn't even bother with politeness.

But now?

She sat next to Shen Ze, appearing calm on the surface, but her fingers lightly rested on her bag, and she couldn't suppress the smile on her lips.

Jiang Huan couldn't help but say, "Binglan, I finally understand why you've been acting strange these past few days."

Yu Binglan turned her head: "What's wrong with me?"

Something's not right.

Jiang Huan smiled mischievously, "Before, when I said a man was handsome, you wouldn't even lift an eyelid."

"Now that Mr. Shen is standing here, you'll feel completely weak."

Yu Binglan's ears burned: "Don't talk nonsense."

"Am I talking nonsense?"

Jiang Huan leaned forward and deliberately lowered her voice, "Mr. Shen's appearance is indeed impeccable."

"She has a pretty face, a great figure, and a poised demeanor."

"To be honest, I've seen so many second-generation rich kids and celebrities in Longdu, but there are very few who can compare to him."