CHAPTER 437: CHAPTER 437

Jiang Moxi and Feng Yu turned their heads simultaneously, only to see Fu Youhan standing at the screen.

He was dressed in a black suit today, not much different from usual.

Yet at this dinner party where everyone had deliberately dressed up, he was still the most eye-catching presence.

Fu Youhan nodded reservedly and politely to Feng Yu, then his gaze shifted to Jiang Moxi.

A smile curled on his lips, mixed with a rascally charm unique to how he regarded Jiang Moxi.

Jiang Moxi’s eyebrows furrowed slightly, "Why are you here?"

"I heard that the Old Master Feng is celebrating his birthday, naturally I, as his grandson-in-law, should come to offer my blessings."

Fu Youhan smiled and walked towards Jiang Moxi, completely ignoring Feng Yu’s hostile gaze.

"Grandson-in-law? Third Master Fu is really good at assigning himself titles. If I remember correctly, you two haven’t even had a wedding yet, Third Master Fu left Xixi alone and took off."

Feng Yu, seeing Fu Youhan brazenly cozying up to Jiang Moxi, couldn’t help but bring up Fu Youhan’s sore point.

It seems the pain had been mentioned too many times and numbed, Jiang Moxi no longer felt disturbed by these remarks.

But Fu Youhan couldn’t.

Being poked at his sore spot again by Feng Yu, mentioning that unfinished wedding, Fu Youhan’s dark eyes grew more somber.

"It was indeed my fault that the wedding wasn’t held."

He openly admitted his mistake, and then suddenly, he took out two Red Books from the breast pocket of his jacket.

"But regardless, Xixi and I are legally married under the protection of the law."

If it weren’t necessary, Fu Youhan wouldn’t want to involve these certificates.

But that day, he had disclosed his real identity to Jiang Li, and Jiang Moxi, indifferent, had even disconnected the computer power, cutting off his chance to converse...

Fu Youhan became more anxious as he thought about it, fearing any further delay could mean losing any chance in the future.

So today, at Old Master Feng’s birthday banquet, he came with the desperate resolve, bringing the marriage certificate.

Feng Yu, seeing the marriage certificate, was somewhat dumbfounded.

He even snatched one of them, flipping it open to check.

Seeing indeed Fu Youhan and Jiang Moxi’s names, as well as their photograph together...

But he still didn’t believe it was real since the registration date was not recent, so he questioned Jiang Moxi repeatedly, "Is this real? Did you really register your marriage with him?"

Jiang Moxi was also troubled; she really didn’t expect Fu Youhan to bring out these marriage certificates at this time.

Because after they had registered their marriage, they had signed an agreement that these certificates would be void in two months.

But now, Fu Youhan suddenly brought the marriage certificates again...

"It is real, but it will be void in two months," said Jiang Moxi.

Feng Yu’s emotions were complex, his gaze towards Fu Youhan sparking with frustration.

Fu Youhan, with resolute eyes, told Jiang Moxi, "I’ve torn up the agreement; these certificates will not be void."

Indeed, he had wanted to stay with Jiang Moxi indefinitely, so he had torn up that agreement before he even proposed.

But Jiang Moxi spoke calmly, "Even without the agreement, emotional breakdown can still ground for divorce."

Fu Youhan’s eyes showed a hint of hurt, "Xixi, our relationship hasn’t reached the point of breakdown..."

He tried to persuade Jiang Moxi to reconsider, but then they heard the voice of Old Master Feng from behind the screen.

"Xixi and Ah Yu are both here, let’s go in and sit down, we can start the banquet."

Jiang Moxi quickly gathered up her composure, hastily stashed away the marriage certificates brought by Fu Youhan into her pocket, then specifically cautioned Fu Youhan.

"Don’t talk nonsense in front of my grandfather."

The crease between Fu Youhan’s brows seemed almost able to kill a fly, because of Jiang Moxi’s hasty actions, making him feel that his position as a husband was deeply undervalued.

But Fu Youhan was clear that this was currently on the Feng Family’s turf.

If he didn’t follow Jiang Moxi’s arrangement, he might not even have the chance to dine with Jiang Moxi.

Fu Youhan didn’t want to make Jiang Moxi angry anymore, so after thinking it over, he nodded, "Then, I will sit next to you later."

Before Jiang Moxi could respond, Feng Yu coldly scolded him.

"Don’t get ahead of yourself."

Fu Youhan teasingly glanced at Feng Yu, "At the family banquet, as a husband, naturally I should sit beside Xixi."

Jiang Moxi was annoyed.

From behind the screen, they could vaguely see the old master’s figure, and here Fu Youhan was still openly using the word "husband." Jiang Moxi was genuinely worried that their relationship would be exposed in front of the old master.

"Fine, sit here, but don’t talk nonsense." Jiang Moxi compromised.

Fu Youhan watched the girl’s annoyed expression, and his lips couldn’t help but curl slightly.

But Feng Yu was extremely displeased, and the darkness in his eyes almost turned tangible.

Fortunately, Old Master Feng was coming in, supported and surrounded by the crowd.

Despite being the Feng Family Patriarch, Feng Yu knew that now was not the time to lose his temper, and he quickly started inviting guests to take their seats.

However, Old Master Feng was slightly startled when he saw Fu Youhan.

"You look a lot like Weidong. There was a moment just now when you reminded me of Weidong’s youth."

Those accompanying Old Master Feng, who were of similar age, had seen Fu Weidong when he was young as well.

So they also remarked, "Indeed, very similar."

Fu Youhan slightly narrowed his eyes, his emotions restrained, not displaying any anomaly, and introduced himself modestly to Old Master Feng.

"I am Fu Youhan from Yan City, here to see Miss Feng Xi. It’s a fortunate coincidence to be here for your birthday."

As soon as Fu Youhan finished speaking, Old Master Feng quickly turned to look at Jiang Moxi.

Indeed, Old Master Feng thought, anyone who traveled all the way from Yan City to the Feng Family to find Xixi must have a special relationship with Xixi.

But Jiang Moxi’s expression was calm, and Old Master Feng couldn’t glean much from it.

At that moment, Fu Youhan took out a real painting of ’Thousand Mile Landscape’ that he had prepared earlier, and presented it to Old Master Feng with both hands.

"Just a small token of appreciation, please accept it with a smile."

Old Master Feng accepted the painting and unfolded it, barely concealing his surprise.

The old men around him couldn’t help discussing.

"This is a real ’Thousand Mile Landscape’!"

"My goodness, this painting is still around. Many years ago, I had people inquire about it, and they said it was destroyed."

"The market price for this painting is at least several billion now."

"Even billions might not be enough to get it, so many people are vying for it."

Amidst the discussions of the group of old friends, Old Master Feng’s expression looking at Fu Youhan grew even more complex.

"This is too valuable, I can’t accept it."

A thing worth billions, this young man so casually giving it as a gift, Old Master Feng dared not accept.

But Fu Youhan said, "If you don’t fancy this painting, I have a set of ’Qingming River Painting’ at my place. I’ll bring it over another day!"

What seemed like an offhand remark has terrified Old Master Feng and his old companions.

"’Qingming River Painting’ is also at your place!"

"My goodness, this young man’s family background must be extraordinary."

"Old Feng, your Xixi has found a good future son-in-law, handsome and from a good family."

The group of people not only discussed loudly but also occasionally cast approving glances towards Jiang Moxi and Fu Youhan.

Indeed, although they were elderly, they still had the experience.

Fu Youhan, a young man with outstanding appearance and superior family background, giving such a valuable painting during his first meeting with the old master, definitely showed he was here for Jiang Moxi.

Listening to Old Master Feng’s old companions calling him "Xixi’s future husband," joy flickered in Fu Youhan’s dark eyes as he looked towards Jiang Moxi.

Jiang Moxi, wearing a stoic face, helped Old Master Feng to the main seat.

Feng Yu, unhappy with Fu Youhan’s control of the situation, had someone help Old Master Feng take the painting and then invited everyone to take their seats.

Meanwhile, Jiang Weiwei wiped the tears from her face and came out of the restroom, then was led by Wu Shirong to their seats.

However, upon taking her seat, she saw Fu Youhan being led behind the screen to the main table.

Third Master Fu, how did he come to Emperor City too?

While Jiang Weiwei was puzzled, her gaze followed Fu Youhan’s figure, looking behind the screen.

But she found that, besides Fu Youhan and Feng Yu, there was another figure behind the screen who looked remarkably like Jiang Moxi...