Chapter 51 - 48: Beicheng Fu Family (6 Updates)
How could Yin Chengde’s niece be with Fu Jichen?
Remembering the previous encounter with Shen Jianian, Qin Zhongtian broke out in a cold sweat, his expression changing several times before he finally forced out a somewhat presentable smile: "Mr. Chen, please come in, I’ve arranged a private booth for you."
He thought Shen Jianian probably hadn’t mentioned that incident in front of Fu Jichen because it wouldn’t benefit her either, even though nothing substantial happened, it was still disgraceful.
Fu Jichen held Shen Jianian as they walked through the crowd, attracting the attention of countless people in the banquet hall, including those from the Yin family.
"Damn it, why is that little bitch here?" Hu Yuzhi frowned deeply, unable to hide her resentment towards Shen Jianian in front of everyone, "On such a joyous day, really unlucky."
Yin Chengde didn’t recognize Fu Jichen, despite observing him closely, he still couldn’t figure out his identity, and muttered to himself: "What is Jianian’s relationship with that man?"
Hu Yuzhi was also scrutinizing Fu Jichen; if Yin Chengde didn’t recognize the person, how could she know?
The man was dressed in expensive attire, with an extraordinary appearance and demeanor. Qin Zhongtian, who could rule over Yicheng with a single hand, was being so respectful to this young man, it was obvious his identity was not ordinary.
"What other relationship could it be," Hu Yuzhi said disdainfully, "Your niece is truly something, looking down on Qin Zhongtian and turning around to find herself a sugar daddy."
Hu Yuzhi was furious, wishing she could tear Shen Jianian apart for causing Yaoyao to be dragged in and out of the police station and giving the Qin family leverage over them. To preserve the marriage, they could only be forced to agree to Qin Zhongtian’s demands.
The Yin Family was acquired by the Qin Family, and Yin Chengde lost managerial power, finding himself in an awkward position and being secretly ridiculed by many.
Yin Chengde squinted, looking across the coming and going guests, gazing at Shen Jianian, who was holding the arm of a man, her expression cold, unwilling to believe that she would fall so low.