One person: Starting with the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, his grandmaster uncle emerges from seclusion.

"Old Wang, there's something wrong with that woman's eyes."

Zhang Chulan muttered to himself, his brows furrowing deeply.

"The way she looked at Bao'er just now was definitely not the kind of curious look a rich heiress might have when she looked at a country bumpkin. That look was so aggressive."

Wang Ye put his hands in his suit trouser pockets and leaned lazily against the Roman column.

"I just paid special attention to it."

He smacked his lips and then said:

"This young lady of the Shen family looks like an ordinary person. But even though she's just an ordinary person, when that gaze swept over me just now, my heart skipped a beat."

Feng Xingtong had just finished entertaining several senior business figures and strolled over with a glass of champagne in his hand.

Seeing that the two looked off, he asked in confusion:

"Brother Chu Lan, Master Wang, what are you two whispering about here? You look so serious."

"Xing Tong, you've come at the perfect time."

Zhang Chulan pulled him over, "How much do you know about Shen Wanning from Changqing Group?"

Chapter 461 Zhang Chulan: This is my cousin, she grew up in the mountains.

Faced with Zhang Chulan's sudden question.

Feng Xingtong was taken aback, then answered truthfully, "Miss Shen has a very good reputation in the industry. She is extremely shrewd and manages Changqing Group very well."

"But she's a pure businesswoman; I've never heard of her having any connection with the world of supernatural beings. What's wrong?"

"A businessman?"

Zhang Chulan sneered, "That businessman just now, the way he stared at our Bao'er was practically gleaming."

The group was talking.

"Crack, crack..."

A crisp chewing sound interrupted their thoughts at an inopportune moment.

The three of them turned their heads in unison.

At the edge of this magnificent banquet hall, where elegant light music was playing, one could see...

Feng Baobao was carrying a large plate piled high with food, and she was eating as she walked.

When others attend such dinners, it's called socializing and expanding their network.

When Bao'er came here, it was purely to carry out the "Clean Plate Campaign".

"Gudong."

Feng Baobao swallowed a large piece of crab meat and wiped the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand.

Noticing the three people's gazes, she generously raised the plate in her hand and handed it forward.

Are you hungry too?

"The crabs here are big and delicious, it's very satisfying."

The little girl blinked her clear, big eyes, her face full of satisfaction.

Seeing this, Zhang Chulan covered his face in despair and let out a long sigh.

"What am I even worrying about..."

Zhang Chulan looked at Wang Ye and Feng Xingtong with a tearful expression:

"With Bao'er's carefree eating habits, who wouldn't think she's just a complete glutton?"

That Miss Shen probably hadn't seen anyone eat so much before, which is why she glanced at her a few more times, right?

Wang Ye shook his head with a wry smile:

"Old Zhang, although I want to comfort myself like that, things in this world are often just that strange."

He hadn't finished speaking.

Shen Wanning, who had already gone backstage, somehow turned back again.

Holding a glass of champagne, she walked unhurriedly through the crowd, surrounded by two executives and several bodyguards.

The dark green velvet dress gleamed with a dim sheen under the light.

And the direction she was heading was precisely towards the corner where Zhang Chulan and the others were.

"Damn, speak of the devil and he appears."

Zhang Chulan felt a chill run down his spine, and the nonchalance in his eyes vanished instantly, replaced by a flawless smile.

"Old Wang, Xing Tong, cheer up, they're here."

Shen Wanning walked closer.

The wealthy businessmen who had originally wanted to come up and chat with her all wisely made way for her after encountering her aloof and distant aura.

"Young Master Wang, Young Master Feng."

Shen Wanning paused slightly and raised her champagne glass.

The smile was just right, neither overly warm nor aloof.

"We apologize for any shortcomings in our hospitality. It is a great honor for Changqing Group to have you two here."

"Mr. Shen, you're too kind."

Wang Ye reverted to his lazy, young master demeanor, raising the juice in his hand.

"The banquet tonight was excellent; we were all very fortunate to have such a wonderful meal."

Feng Xingtong smiled gently and said, "Chairman Shen's speech was excellent. Tianxia Group also looks forward to more opportunities for cooperation with Changqing Group in the future."

After a brief exchange of pleasantries.

Shen Wanning's gaze fell on Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao, who were standing behind them.

"Who are these two...?"

Shen Wanning turned her head slightly, looking at Zhang Chulan with a hint of curiosity and inquiry in her eyes:

"You look unfamiliar. Are you also a friend of the two young masters?"

coming!

Alarm bells rang in Zhang Chulan's mind.

But his face showed no sign of anything amiss.

He took a half-step forward very naturally, subtly shielding Feng Baobao behind most of his body.

The main focus is on strict defense.

"Oh, Mr. Shen, hello there!"

Zhang Chulan bowed and scraped as he extended his hand, his smile utterly obsequious.

"My name is Zhang Chulan, and I'm just an assistant who runs errands for Young Master Wang and Young Master Feng."

"As for this one..."

Zhang Chulan pointed to Feng Baobao behind him and began to spout nonsense without batting an eye:

"This is my distant cousin. She grew up in the mountains and has never seen much of the world."

"Young Master Wang is very kind; he insisted on showing us around the big city during this trip to Beijing."

Zhang Chulan rubbed his hands together, feigning an embarrassed and awkward expression:

"My cousin is a little single-minded, and she has an enormous appetite."

If her eating manners have disturbed any of the distinguished guests, I apologize. Please forgive her!

His flawless speech from the lower class, coupled with his awkward body language, perfectly captured the image of a migrant worker who brought his rural relatives to the city to freeload a meal.

Shen Wanning looked at Zhang Chulan, a glint of light flashing in her eyes.

She did not shake hands with Zhang Chulan.

She simply shook her head slightly, a faint smile playing on her lips.

"Mr. Zhang, you flatter me."

"Since they are guests brought by Young Master Wang, they are naturally VIPs of Changqing Group."

Shen Wanning bypassed Zhang Chulan, took a small, elegant step forward, and closed the distance between herself and Feng Baobao.

A faint fragrance emanated from her.

"Miss."

Shen Wanning looked at Feng Baobao, who was still focused on eating crab, and spoke softly:

"Most of the food at this banquet is served cold. If you don't like it, I'll have someone prepare some hot soup for you from the kitchen, shall I?"

This seemingly caring inquiry, however, sounded like a muffled thunderclap to Zhang Chulan and Wang Ye.

A female CEO who runs a multi-billion dollar conglomerate, instead of socializing with a room full of bigwigs, comes to care about a little girl?

If there's nothing fishy going on, Zhang Chulan would have swallowed the wine glass in his hand whole!

Feng Baobao heard someone talking to her.

Finally, they stopped what they were doing.

She raised her head, her clear, bright eyes meeting Shen Wanning's gaze directly.

The two stood silently facing each other, less than a meter apart.

Shen Wanning's smile remained perfect, but the probing look in her eyes was almost overflowing.

"No need for that."

Feng Baobao shook her head decisively.

She held up the plate laden with food, her tone calm and straightforward: