Who exactly is Zuo Baixuan?
When Luan Yenan and Zuo Baixuan got married, rumors about Zuo Baixuan's background circulated on the school forum.
Although details are erased due to privacy concerns, the social relationships are so simple that they can be easily listed in just one or two posts. These media outlets don't even need to use their connections; they can find out by simply searching through posts on school forums.
But was Zuo Baixuan really just an ordinary adopted daughter who grew up in a rural family and never experienced any pampering?
Zuo Baixuan's demeanor in front of the camera raised questions about the matter.
Luan Yennan and Zuo Baixuan wouldn't cater to these people's curiosity.
I only stood for a short while on the red carpet and took a few nice photos of them, so that I wouldn't have to use strange pictures when I published the article, which would damage their image.
He then walked up the red carpet and disappeared from their sight.
The media were quite excited. Regardless of whether the couple could bring any sensational news today, the sheer number of photos was enough to attract attention.
Who doesn't love looking at beautiful women?
Moreover, one comes from a wealthy family with a history of feuds, while the other was born into humble circumstances and carries a mysterious aura.
The reporters outside began gathering whatever information they had and frantically writing articles to grab attention.
As Luan Yennan and Zuo Baixuan disappeared from the sight of these people, they exchanged a glance, and Luan Yennan asked, "Was it a little more interesting than I imagined?"
Zuo Baixuan noticed someone coming out of the banquet hall and smiled at Luan Yenan: "No, I just came with you. If I were alone, I might have wanted to sneak in through the back door or special passage. Who wants to be surrounded by so many people in front of the cameras?"
"Such a beautiful dress, isn't it a bit of a waste to sneak in through the back door?" Luan Yenan glanced at the dress again, his gaze lingering before returning to Zuo Baixuan's face.
If it's not good to only show it to yourself and not let others see it, then next time I might as well sneak in through the back door and not let anyone see it.
Seeing that Luan Yenan's gaze had become strange and intense, Zuo Baixuan tried to stop him again, saying, "What are you looking at? Haven't you seen enough yet?"
"I haven't seen enough, but I saw you were blocking my way." Luan Yenan took Zuo Baixuan's arm in his hand.
"Blocking the way?" Zuo Baixuan looked at the empty passageway. The skirt was a bit big, but not to the point of blocking the way.
Immediately afterwards, her waist tightened as Luan Yenan pulled her into his arms.
Zuo Baixuan glanced at Luan Yenan.
Is she trying to show off her love for her husband to the fullest extent?
Luan Yenan whispered in Zuo Baixuan's ear, "Be more affectionate. When someone looks down on you, they'll have to consider my feelings. You won't have too much of a hard time at this banquet."
Zuo Baixuan found it amusing and reached out to pinch Luan Yenan's chin, asking in return, "You seem to have forgotten that quite a few people are going to make trouble for you today, right? Whether they think highly of me or not, they might not give you any face."
The implication is that being too close could lead to trouble.
Luan Yenan raised her eyebrows slightly: "You're tied to me now, there's no time to run away. They're after me, not you. They're mainly worried about some fools who don't know their place."
"Those petty scoundrels," the implication is all too clear.
Zuo Baixuan knew that Luan Yenan was referring to the person who had just come out of the banquet hall.
The blond hair color is very eye-catching.
Fan Jianian styled his hair in a side parting and waited for a while before finally finding a moment of affection between his wife and daughter. He then politely greeted Luan Yenan, saying, "Miss Luan, what a coincidence, we meet again."
Luan Yennan remained silent, wrapped his arm around Zuo Baixuan's waist, and continued walking towards the banquet hall.
She didn't even touch the fabric of her skirt with Fan Jianian.
Zuo Baixuan then realized that when Luan Yenan said "blocking the way," he wasn't referring to her, but to Fan Jianian.
This is so sarcastic and weird, who can understand it?
Fan Jianian hadn't given up yet, and jogged over to catch up.
He didn't dare hide what happened at the racetrack before and had already told his family.
After hearing about this, the elders in the family began to inquire about the situation in Beijing during this period, and they told Fan Jianian to cultivate a good relationship with the Luan family.
Fan Jianian is quite clever when it comes to interpersonal relationships.
It seems that, compared to seeking connections for no reason, it might be easier to strike up a conversation now than to "apologize" after "offending" someone.
At least he wasn't completely offended, and he still had a name to speak of in Luan Yenan's eyes.
“Miss Luan, I truly know I was wrong. Please give me a chance. I sincerely want to apologize to Miss Zuo on behalf of that brat Dong Weicheng. He was too ashamed to come here this time and asked me to pass on his message.” Fan Jianian didn’t dare block their path and only dared to follow them sideways.
Luan Yenan finally looked up at Zuo Baixuan because he mentioned her.
Fan Jianian let out a sigh of relief.
This time, the flattery backfired. As expected, Luan Yenan cared about his wife.
However, this time, before Luan Yenan could speak, Zuo Baixuan had already spoken.
"If you're here to curry favor with Anan, I'd advise you to think it over carefully. You probably don't even know what the theme of tonight's banquet is, do you?"
Luan Yenan stopped in his tracks when he heard Zuo Baixuan speak.
Little White Flower, you could say she's kind, but you could also say she's ruthless.
People like Fan Jianian, a wealthy second-generation from outside Beijing, only have a superficial understanding of the city based on hearsay.
He thought that the rich second-generation, led by Luo Yun, seemed to be on Luan Yenan's side. Was he reminding him now to tell him the real direction of the storm that night, or to trick him into taking sides?
"The banquet theme... is to welcome Luan Yecha, who is also Miss Luan's cousin." Fan Jianian was a little dumbfounded at this moment, but looking at the notice board outside the banquet hall, he felt that he was right.
Luan Yenan also added, "I don't get along with Luan Yecha. We haven't seen each other for many years."
As a native of Nancheng, Fan Jianian truly did not understand the meaning behind Luan Yennan's words.
In his view, brothers are inseparable, and no matter how big the conflict, they should help each other because of their blood relation.
For example, the main reason why the Luan family is so large and powerful is that there are still many blood relatives in Luan Lizheng's area who are shining in various fields. Even if they no longer share the same surname, they are still relatives.
Zuo Baixuan added, "If you've thought it through and are determined to get on Anan's pirate ship and stick with us through thick and thin, we're not so petty as to hold a grudge. I can make the decision to forgive you on Anan's behalf."
These words confused Fan Jianian. He thought for a long time, imagining several scenarios in his mind, before finally understanding: "This banquet is about dealing with..."
Zuo Baixuan tugged at Luan Yenan, signaling that she was about to leave: "It seems he's not completely confused; he probably won't bother you anymore."
Luan Yenan looked at the complex expression on Fan Jianian's face, which was more interesting than a chemical reaction in a laboratory, but unfortunately he could no longer watch it.
Fan Jianian watched Luan Yennan and Zuo Baixuan's departing figures, his mind a complete mess.
If Luan Li is planning to deal with Luan Ye Nan at tonight's banquet, then why is Luan Ye Nan so calm, and why did he even remind him?
He scratched his head, messing up his blond hair, and quickly grabbed his phone and went to the side to call home.
The waters of Beijing are truly too deep. He felt insignificant and helpless, and all he wanted to do was go back to Nancheng and be a rich second-generation heir.
Meanwhile, the banquet was already in full swing.
Luan Li, the host for tonight's event, is chatting with the guests.
He was wearing a Tang suit and leaning on a cane. His sparse hair was neatly plastered to his head, and he looked to be in good spirits.
Those surrounding him already considered him the winner of the night.
Meanwhile, the others were not idle either, each forming small groups around different tables and chatting idly.
"Grandpa Luan seems to be in a very good mood today."
"It seems that my grandson has also completed his studies and returned to China. He is naturally happy to be enjoying family life."
Someone who had been holding back for a long time finally voiced their curiosity: "Hasn't his eldest granddaughter been causing quite a stir lately? Why do I hear the atmosphere was tense today?"
Immediately, a middle-aged man in a suit and tie came in and said, "You don't know this, do you? In the early years, Old Master Luan loved his top-tier Alpha granddaughter the most, but his granddaughter was not up to par, so he gradually became disappointed and turned his attention to his grandson."
Those listening were speechless: "Uh, isn't what you're saying pointless? Everyone knows about these things, even the details. But the question is, now that the eldest granddaughter has turned over a new leaf, why is Old Master Luan still setting up this trap?"
Calling it the Feast at Hongmen is no exaggeration.
Look at this setup.
Anyone with a keen eye and good connections in Beijing can see that.
It would be normal if Luan Yenan didn't dare to come today.
If they dare to come, Luan Yenan's "blockchain" project will likely be taken over. This huge pie, without Luan Lizheng's backing, would definitely be devoured by the surrounding wolves and tigers, not to mention that Luan Lizheng is one of the two lurking behind-the-scenes manipulators.
"Isn't that because their family has a throne to inherit? The current emperor is just a puppet, chosen reluctantly by the retired emperor. Now, they think the granddaughter isn't good enough, so they replaced her with the young grandson. But who would have thought the granddaughter would suddenly become so capable? So they have to protect the young grandson to prevent the emperor and granddaughter from seizing power together, right?" The middle-aged man said with great interest.
Others also felt that what he said made some sense.
But the topic came to an abrupt end.
The sound in the entire banquet hall suddenly disappeared.
Two beautiful young women walked in through the banquet hall; they were so stunning that it was impossible to look away.
hiss--
The granddaughter of the emperor and her imperial concubine made a high-profile appearance.
Is a power struggle about to take place tonight?
Everyone held their breath, their attention focused on Luan Yenan.
Seeing that the Luo family members and several other rich second-generation heirs who had been cooperating with Luan Yenan took the initiative to greet him, although they all looked embarrassed, Luan Yenan responded to each of them calmly and composedly.
In particular, at the end, he patted Luo Yun on the shoulder and walked towards Luan Lizheng's direction.
Luan Muyin and Luan Xing were also there, and they waved to Luan Yenan and Zuo Baixuan.
The two mothers had a hint of worry in their eyes, but also a sense of helplessness.
From the moment Luan Yenan announced his attendance at the banquet, the conflict between the grandfather and grandson seemed inevitable.
In order not to reveal Luan Yenan's true nature in front of Luan Li, Luan Muyin did not mention a word about "cloud computing".
Luan Yenan supported Zuo Baixuan's waist as they walked forward, his gaze sweeping around the banquet hall.
Zuo Baixuan didn't hear Luan Yenan speak, so she looked up at her.
Just then, I saw her gaze fall on Wen Qing, who was not far away.
Wen Qing's evening gown could be described as "glamorous," making all the Alphas around her eager to get close and hoping to win her favor.
Zuo Baixuan immediately pinched Luan Yenan's waist, then feigned shyness and leaned on her shoulder, asking, "What, you haven't seen enough during the day, do you want to see more tonight?"
Luan Yenan looked away and laughed, pinching Zuo Baixuan's face and using the same sentence structure: "What, you weren't jealous enough yesterday, are you still jealous today? I just think that what she's wearing now would look better on you."
These words made Zuo Baixuan take another look at Wen Qing's dress. There was nothing special about it; it just used very little fabric, relying entirely on her figure to support it.