After her ninth miscarriage, she finally let her scumbag husband and her beloved get together.

Cen's office, in the conference room.

"In June, the branch managers will all come back for a meeting, from all over the country..."

Ding.

A short, sharp ringtone sounded from the cell phone.

"Sorry, I'll take a five-minute break."

A cool, low voice overpowered the serious atmosphere.

Amidst the astonished gazes of the crowd, the man in the seat of honor calmly picked up his phone.

The pattern on the phone case was just visible.

Staring at the phone case, the crowd was no longer surprised, but shocked.

This thing... is it for women?

Is the Buddhist monk, who has been widowed for twenty-eight years, finally experiencing a change of fortune?

I wonder which family's daughter she is.

The crowd couldn't help but whisper among themselves.

"Could it be Chen Jingjing?"

"No, Chen Jingjing wants to be covered in pink from head to toe. She looks like a child, but she's actually quite spoiled. If she's going to give someone a phone case, she'll definitely give them a pink one to assert her dominance."

"This doesn't look like ordinary white; it's actually quite nice."

"Don't you understand? This is called Moonlight White, it's definitely chosen by girls," a female manager explained in a low voice.

The group was engrossed in their discussion and didn't notice that Cen Shichuan's expression was growing increasingly grim.

Distant memories gradually become clear.

"Third Young Master, my sister likes purple, I like moonlight white. It's like..."

"Alright, Xu Wantang, your sister likes things to be unique, so do you really have to make up something unique?"

Cen Shichuan then remembered that Xu Wantang liked Moonlight White.

But she wore pink for the first time on the day of the banquet.

There are too many coincidences.

The more openly Cen Yuan showed off his phone case, the more it seemed like he was mocking him.

Doubt is like tangled algae threads in deep water, flowing down the body, to every limb and bone.

He desperately wanted to rush over and see if Xu Wantang was the one who sent the message to Cen Yuan.

Cen Yuan noticed something, but ignored it and continued looking at his phone.

The message wasn't sent by Xu Wantang, but by Liao Zhen.

"Second Young Master, the Third Young Master sent Xina to the dance troupe. There was nothing I could do. He gave her too much."

After all, the dance troupe isn't solely under Liao Zhen's control.

It wouldn't be difficult for Cen Shichuan to buy a spot in a dance troupe.

Cen Yuan pondered for a few seconds, then said, "I understand."

"Aren't you in a hurry? My men said that the Second Young Master instructed someone to put a trap on Xu Wantang early this morning, hoping to make her back down."

"The teacher assigned to Xu Wantang, Hu Qin, is notoriously difficult to work with in the dance troupe. Relying on her seniority, she doesn't respect anyone."

"Moreover, Huqin is very adept at currying favor; otherwise, she wouldn't have been able to remain untouched by the dance troupe for over a decade."

As the saying goes, one bad apple spoils the whole bunch.

The erhu is like a rat dropping, but the porridge isn't exactly good porridge either.

The dance troupe's waters were much deeper than I had imagined.

"Isn't it good?" Cen Yuan replied.

"What...are you planning to do now?"

Liao Zhen's few simple words revealed a hint of unease.

Although Cen Yuan is a Buddhist monk, he is also the second young master who dominated the business world in his teens and was feared by everyone.

Cen Yuan only replied with one sentence.

After reading it, Liao Zhen immediately replied, "I understand what you said. Also, I have something else to tell you: they went to a dinner party, which doesn't seem like a good thing."

"Where?"

"Let me ask," Liao Zhen replied.

"No need, I understand."

Someone posted a photo of a restaurant.

"Will I be sold here?"

It's as if they were afraid others wouldn't see it, so they even added a location tag.

Cen Yuan glanced at Lin Yue beside him and tapped his phone screen.

Lin Yue consciously took out his phone and refreshed his WeChat Moments.

No!

Lin Yue gestured with his eyes: Second Young Master, this is only visible to you.

Cen Yuan gave a very slight smile.

Lin Yue almost rolled his eyes: Second Young Master, are you happy? I seriously suspect she's taking advantage of you.

Cen Yuan calmly put down his phone; exactly five minutes had passed.

Just as the meeting was about to continue, Cen Shichuan's voice came from across the room.

"Second brother, who sent you that message? You seem so happy!"

Cen Yuan lowered his gaze slightly, picked up his phone, and handed it out: "Take a look yourself."

Cen Shichuan stared at the little monk on the phone case, his eyes darkening for a moment before he chuckled.

"Second brother, I was just joking. Let's start the meeting."

"Um."

Cen Yuan put down his phone, but turned the phone case upside down.

Even Lin Yue was surprised when he saw it. Wasn't this too obvious?

Cen Yuan is a very low-key and reserved person. Over the years, he has maintained the same attitude towards everyone.

Isn't this clearly an attempt to infuriate Cen Shichuan?

The meeting ended half an hour later.

Cen Yuan got up and left.

Cen Shichuan beckoned to Lu Jiu: "Go and find out where Xu Wantang is."

……

restaurant.

Xu Wantang and his group were quite large.

As soon as they entered, the manager's eyes lit up; he recognized Huqin from afar.

"Teacher Hu, you've arrived! I'm so sorry for not greeting you sooner."

"No need to be polite, as usual, please arrange a table for us."

Huqin greeted them with practiced ease.

The manager counted the heads and led them to three seats by the window in the lobby.

Xu Wantang didn't want to join in the fun and planned to sit with a few quiet colleagues.

But as soon as she turned around, Hu Qin called out to her as if on purpose.

"Third Young Madam, please sit here, so that you won't feel slighted."

Upon hearing this, the manager quickly walked over to Xu Wantang and gestured for her to proceed.

"Third Young Madam, please."

Xu Wantang had no choice but to walk over.

But with her there, one person at this table has to leave.

Huqin pointed to the little girl next to her: "You sit over there."

The young girl dared not speak out against her anger, but when she got up, she glared at Xu Wantang intentionally or unintentionally.

Xu Wantang then realized that almost everyone at the table was Hu Qin's confidant.

In addition, there's Xu Chuxue.

For Xu Wantang, the atmosphere was very subtle.

But she had already sat down, and it would seem disrespectful to change seats now.

Just then, Xu Chuxue handed over the menu.

"Wantang, what would you like to eat? The sashimi here is made with whole fish flown in from the air and prepared on-site, it's especially fresh and delicious."

Upon hearing this, people around immediately began to flatter him.

"Xina, do you come here often?"

"It's alright." Xu Chuxue rested her chin on her hand, looking somewhat troubled. "My boyfriend knows I like sashimi, so he put up a card here. He notifies me as soon as fresh ingredients arrive at the restaurant, so we come here to try them whenever we remember. You guys should try these specialties later too."

"Top up your card? The minimum top-up at this store is 200,000. Your boyfriend is really good to you," someone said enviously.

"Two hundred thousand? I thought it was one million. Last time the clerk said there was over eighty thousand in the balance. I was wearing a mask before, so the manager probably didn't recognize me. When it comes to familiarity, Mr. Hu is the best. He's obviously an expert and a regular customer here."

Xu Chuxue spoke seemingly casually.

In reality, they were both showing off their affection and flaunting their wealth.

He also gave a huqin (a two-stringed bowed instrument) a try.

Hu Qin looked at her with a touch more affection.

But if that were all, then she wouldn't be Xu Chuxue.

She abruptly changed the subject, immediately turning to Xu Wantang: "Wantang, Third Young Master often brings you here, right? He's so good to you, how much money has he spent on you here?"

In an instant, everyone at the table turned to look at Xu Wantang.

What are you looking at!

Why spend so much money? Are you trying to see who can eat the most?

Xu Chuxue just wanted to show off how much Cen Shichuan loved her, didn't she?

Xu Wantang didn't care at all and said, "No..."

But before she could finish speaking, Huqin put down her teacup and interrupted her.

"Alright, stop joking. It's just a dinner party, don't pry into their personal lives. Hurry up and order."

Upon hearing this...

Xu Wantang found it strange that Huqin would speak up for her.

Before she could think it through, her colleague pulled her aside to look at the menu.

At this moment, Hu Qin gave a wink to her confidants and Xu Chuxue.

Everyone nodded.