CHAPTER 435: CHAPTER 435

Jiang Moxi didn’t give Wei Su an answer; in her eyes as she gazed at him, only scorn remained.

No matter how Wei Su guessed, he could not fathom the truth and could only leave under Feng Yu’s chilly urging.

The family doctor soon arrived to treat Jiang Moxi.

After an examination, the doctor said, "The wound is inflamed. It’s best to rest in bed as much as possible to heal faster."

Jiang Moxi was sitting on the bed and hadn’t spoken much, but Feng Yu asked the doctor many detailed questions.

But Jiang Moxi felt a headache whenever she heard Feng Yu’s voice.

"Get out!" Jiang Moxi coldly rebuked Feng Yu, almost without mercy.

Feng Yu’s face turned cold, seemingly unhappy with Jiang Moxi’s indifferent and heartless treatment.

The family doctor was also somewhat nervous standing aside, given Feng Yu’s notorious reputation.

Should Feng Yu be provoked into a rampage, it would only be these innocent bystanders who would suffer.

Fortunately, although Feng Yu’s face was dark and intimidating, he just gestured for the family doctor to follow him and leave.

Once Feng Yu left, Jiang Moxi lay back down in bed feeling groggy.

She wasn’t sure if it was because of seeing Wei Su, the instigator, but Jiang Moxi kept recalling the voices of her former friends.

Even Jiang Moxi was somewhat unsure if those voices were dreams or reality...

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Following Jiang Tairan’s suggestion, Yu Man took Jiang Weiwei to buy a custom-designed Versace outfit.

The pearl-pink backless evening gown, held only by a few thin straps at the back, perfectly showcased a woman’s charm and allure.

Yu Man, looking at Jiang Weiwei dressed in the outfit, couldn’t help but sigh softly, "Truly beautiful. Mr. Wu is sure to be captivated when he sees you."

Jiang Weiwei shyly smiled, "Mom, who praises their own daughter like that?"

Yu Man gently embraced Jiang Weiwei, "But my daughter is both beautiful and outstanding! Can’t I even say that?"

Then Yu Man said some more heartfelt words, "I was initially hoping that if the Jiang Family grew and prospered, I could have found you a better marriage to keep you worry-free for the rest of your life. But with the Jiang Family’s situation as it is, you’ll have to pave your own way forward..."

Jiang Weiwei was very astute, naturally reading between the lines of Yu Man’s words, hinting for her to solidify her relationship with Wu Shirong and marry him off quickly.

That way, she wouldn’t have to worry about Jiang Tairan possibly using her to gain other benefits.

Jiang Weiwei nodded with teary eyes, thinking that this was an opportunity she had created herself and certainly didn’t want to miss.

Therefore, before attending Old Master Feng’s birthday party with Wu Shirong the next day, Jiang Weiwei also made a trip to the hospital for reconstructive surgery.

In addition, Jiang Weiwei underwent a full body skincare treatment.

By the time Wu Shirong picked her up for the birthday party, she was radiant and white, stunningly beautiful like a little fairy descending to earth, which earned her Wu Shirong’s attentive affection.

Upon arriving at the Feng Family’s residence, Wu Shirong even intentionally held her hand.

But as Jiang Weiwei looked at the Feng character on the Feng Family’s lanterns, the image of Feng Yu came to mind, and she couldn’t help but feel averse to Wu Shirong’s touch.

"Mr. Wu, I feel this is a bit too fast..."

As she rejected Wu Shirong’s touch, Jiang Weiwei’s mind was still full of Feng Yu.

That was the first man Jiang Weiwei ever fell for.

To attract Feng Yu, she even did many messy things.

She wondered, if Feng Yu hadn’t known Jiang Moxi before, hadn’t listened to Jiang Moxi’s nonsense, would he possibly have liked her, Jiang Weiwei?

Especially tonight, coming to Old Master Feng’s birthday banquet, she even thought, when she met Feng Yu again tonight, if he saw her in another man’s arms, would he finally realize that he actually liked her, Jiang Weiwei?

Or perhaps, Feng Yu wouldn’t be able to hold back, and would snatch her away from Wu Shirong’s embrace?

Indeed, various grand love scenarios had played out in Jiang Weiwei’s imagination.

So she couldn’t help but look forward to Feng Yu’s performance tonight.

For that reason, before confirming Feng Yu’s attitude, she felt it was best not to be overly intimate with Wu Shirong, lest Feng Yu misunderstand and think she was a woman who was available to everyone.

Although Wu Shirong’s looks were quite average, he was still relatively gentlemanly when it came to treating women.

Noticing Jiang Weiwei’s aversion to overly close contact, he didn’t get upset; instead, he simply suggested, "Then you just hold my hand."

Jiang Weiwei nodded, after all, as Wu Shirong’s companion for the evening, it was necessary for her to hold his arm to attend.

And so, with her hand holding Wu Shirong’s, Jiang Weiwei entered the venue.

The birthday banquet of Old Master Feng had attracted nearly all the dignitaries and high-profile figures of Emperor City.

Everyone who arrived at the banquet was dressed up, their faces beaming with joy as they clinked glasses and reveled amidst the fragrance of wine and elegant company.

Even Jiang Weiwei, the renowned beauty of Yan City, couldn’t help but marvel inwardly at the sight of the banquet hall filled with distinguished guests and flowing wine: "As expected of the Feng family, one of the top two powerhouse families in Emperor City, their splendor is truly extraordinary."

Compared to this banquet, the parties previously held by Jiang Tairan in Yan City, which he thought were high-class, seemed trivial and insignificant.

Even the caliber of the guests attending the parties couldn’t begin to compare with that of the Feng family’s.

"Weiwei, that’s Old Master Feng, and the current head of the Feng family, Feng Yu. Later on, let’s go together and greet them," said Wu Shirong.

Unaware that Jiang Weiwei was busy comparing in her mind, he spotted Old Master Feng and Feng Yu from afar and thought of introducing Jiang Weiwei to them.

Upon hearing the name Feng Yu, Jiang Weiwei hurriedly looked in the direction Wu Shirong pointed.

Then, she saw Feng Yu, wearing a white suit, looking as if he was an untainted noble young master.

Yet, that special aura of someone who danced alone with their own demons was strangely meshed with his white suit, exerting a fatal attraction upon Jiang Weiwei.

The moment Jiang Weiwei saw him, her heart felt like it was about to break free and run towards that man.

But her previous experience of actively getting close to Feng Yu made her strive to maintain her composure.

Right, she felt Feng Yu, with his paradoxical nature, probably didn’t like women who threw themselves at him.

If she could be as indifferent to Feng Yu as Jiang Moxi was, maybe it would further spur Feng Yu’s interest in her.

Therefore, while accompanying Wu Shirong to greet Old Master Feng and offer birthday wishes, she didn’t take the initiative to greet Feng Yu who was nearby, as if he was a stranger.

But in reality, all of Jiang Weiwei’s senses were focused on Feng Yu, and she pondered over every little action he made.

She could tell that when Feng Yu saw her, there was a noticeable change in his eyes – a brooding presence that followed like a shadow.

Jiang Weiwei even speculated whether Feng Yu’s feelings were gradually awakening, beginning to realize his feelings for her, Jiang Weiwei.

Amidst Jiang Weiwei’s anticipation, after Wu Shirong finished wishing Old Master Feng birthday greetings, he then led her to start greeting Feng Yu...