Chapter 509: Chapter 509

Lin Jiayi’s expression instantly stiffened; struggling unnaturally with her facial muscles, she knew that Jiang Kechu meant well, so she lowered her voice and gave her thanks.

In reality, she had been indecisive for a long time before coming, and after much deliberation, she still chose to wear what she had on.

She was aware that wearing red to an engagement party was a risky move, but today’s banquet was grand in scale, almost all of Beijing’s elite were encompassed, and such an opportunity was truly rare.

She had also inquired from many sources; although the bride was valued by the Kong family, she was essentially a commoner. Somehow, she had caught the eye of a son from the Kong family, and even earned the affection of Old Sir Zhong, which felt so unfair upon reflection.

In this era, matching social status was paramount; Cinderella marrying a prince was a tale that truly only existed in fairy tales.

Therefore, the bride was someone people envied, were jealous of, and hated!

As for the Kong family, she simply could not aspire to such heights, even with Simon, her connections were nothing more than some interactions with high-level executives in the Kong family’s companies. Since she couldn’t climb up to the Kong family, Lin Jiayi wanted to maximize her gains from this banquet.

She had heard, after all, that many people didn’t like the bride; thus, she took the risk of wearing red, hoping to curry favor with other dignitaries.

From the time she left until now, she had been uneasy, while maintaining a generous and self-possessed façade, her heart was filled with worry. Furthermore, Jiang Kechu’s recent reminder made Lin Jiayi’s doubts grow.

After a while, she finally made up her mind, told Simon, and quietly headed towards the parking area alone. In the car, she had brought two other dresses.

She had already made a necessary scene; better to be on the safe side from here on. If she were ejected from the banquet by the Kong family, it would be a real embarrassment.

Walking while pondering, Lin Jiayi suddenly felt proud of her actions; after all, she had already given the bride a hard time, and now that she was changing, even if the Kong family found out, they would assume she didn’t do it on purpose and had immediately changed her dress to accommodate the bride, the more she thought about it, the happier she became.

Let’s not talk about Lin Jiayi’s foolish thoughts, treating others like fools.

Jiang Kechu and Wan Chu’er continued to walk arm in arm inside, with roughly five hundred meters between the hotel’s main entrance and the banquet hall, taking about ten minutes to walk, but along the way were blooming flowers, green grass, colorful wedding flowers, and the sound system in the grass playing melodious music, it didn’t feel like too long of a walk.

They occasionally greeted acquaintances, quickly arriving at the banquet hall.

Upon reaching this point, it was necessary to present the invitation for registration.

Wan Chu’er was just about to show her invitation when she heard a sickly-sweet greeting.

"Brother Chu, Chuchu, you’re here too." It was none other than Wei Feng’s voice.

Wan Chu’er turned around, first glanced at Jiang Kechu without revealing anything, and remembering the past incidents and Wan Chu’er’s requests, he affectionately wrapped his arm around Wan Chu’er’s waist, just nodding his head without speaking or smiling.

"Lady Wei is well," Wan Chu’er, pleased with Jiang Kechu’s behavior, responded with a light smile, seeing Wei Feng’s stupor, couldn’t help feeling victorious and added, "The dress you’re wearing is quite pretty," with the latter being purely polite flattery. Follow current novels on novel⦿fire.net

Wei Feng, seeing Jiang Kechu ignoring her and being so intimate with Wan Chu’er, felt extremely uncomfortable for a moment, managed a hasty thanks, and wanted to speak with Jiang Kechu, but Wan Chu’er’s deliberate display was too glaring, so she decided to leave the spot first.

Just as Wei Feng was about to leave, at that time, a beautiful girl came out from the banquet hall.

"Wei Feng, I’ve been waiting for you for a long time," said the girl cheerfully, while reaching out to link arms with her.

Upon seeing the newcomer, Wei Feng’s mood lightened; the girl was a junior she knew during her studies abroad, they had a good relationship when overseas, and she too was a young Miss from the Kong family, none other than Kong Lingna, younger sister of today’s groom-to-be.

"Lina, congratulations," Wei Feng said with a smile, then turned to introduce Jiang Kechu: "This is my friend, Jiang Kechu." After a hesitant pause, he added, "And Jiang Kechu’s wife, Wan Chu’er." There was already a triumphant undertone in his voice.

Huh, playing the connections game, are we? Wan Chu’er mused to herself.

"This is Lina, a junior I met during my studies abroad; she is also Second Miss Kong of the Kong family, Kong Lingna." Wei Feng introduced Second Miss Kong with a hint of affection.

Jiang Kechu nodded at Kong Lingna with a faint smile without losing politeness, "Hello."

Wan Chu’er also greeted her with a smile, "Hello."

As soon as she heard the name "Jiang Kechu," Kong Lingna’s eyes became interesting, and she lightly pinched Wei Feng’s hand, receiving a confirming response from him.

Kong Lingna looked at Jiang Kechu with a playful smile, "I’ve heard your name before, a sight is truly worth a hundred hearsays. No wonder you’re someone people can’t easily forget."

The bluntness was naked, not even thinly veiled, and the few people present all understood the meaning very well.

Wan Chu’er restrained her smile and deliberately asked, "Oh? Miss Kong, where did you hear my husband’s name from? Was it from Lady Wei? Is Lady Wei also unable to forget Jiang Kechu?"

Wei Feng and Kong Lingna did not expect Wan Chu’er to speak so directly, like a blunt instrument; Wei Feng’s face changed color slightly, instinctively wanting to deny it but then changing his mind, whereas Kong Lingna laughed unrestrainedly.

"Ms. Wan, you really are quite a character."

Wan Chu’er ignored her mockery, still speaking seriously to Wei Feng: "Lady Wei, although you once dated Jiang Kechu, it was your choice to choose Chen Xiran, to go abroad, and to consequently dump Jiang Kechu. So, to avoid any misunderstanding, it’s better not to frequently reminisce about Jiang Kechu’s merits. After all, Jiang Kechu is now taken—he belongs to me."

Hearing the words "he belongs to me," Jiang Kechu was inwardly shaken, and he looked deeply at Wan Chu’er and nodded, "My wife is right."

Kong Lingna laughed again, "Haha, this is too funny, Ms. Wan, you’re quite the joker."

Wei Feng, however, was biting her lip, showing a forbearing demeanor, and with a barely visible smile on her face, she said:

"Chuchu, you’re overthinking it. There’s nothing between me and Jiang Kechu; we’re just ordinary friends. As for past affairs, right or wrong, it’s all in the past."

When past relationships were brought up, Jiang Kechu felt a touch of regret; he slowly let go of Wan Chu’er’s waist, instead holding her arm, and said, "Wei Feng, don’t overthink it; Chuchu didn’t mean anything else."

Hearing this, Wan Chu’er’s gaze and heart sunk. She suppressed her feelings and followed through with a statement, "That’s right, I didn’t mean anything else. If I gave you the wrong impression, I apologize. Let’s go inside."

Not expecting Wan Chu’er to suddenly back down, Kong Lingna hummed softly, taking Wei Feng with her towards the inside: "Come on, I invited you, so you don’t need to register. Registration is for outsiders," indicating their closeness.

Wan Chu’er acted as if she hadn’t seen their deliberate flaunting, turned around, and took out the invitation from her grandfather from her bag. Upon seeing the invitation, a middle-aged man sitting at the registration desk immediately stood up and quickly made his way out and over to Wan Chu’er.

"Hello, I am the one in charge here, last name Ma. May I ask where you got your invitation?"

Wan Chu’er slightly raised her eyebrows, "My grandfather gave it to me, I’m here to deliver a gift."

"Is your grandfather Old Sir Zhong?" Master Ma immediately asked with respect.

"You must be Ms. Wan Chu’er, Old Sir Zhong’s granddaughter, right? Please, come inside; our old master has been waiting for you." Master Ma’s attitude became even more enthusiastic and respectful.