The Luo Family is a Ming and Qing garden house located in the ancient city. Festive red lanterns are hung on the entrance courtyard, and the thick copper-nailed wooden door is guarded by two powerful stone lions on both sides.

In the courtyard, there are pavilions, pavilions, carved beams and painted buildings, strange rocks and rockeries, and numerous mountains. There are scenery everywhere.

In addition to the new Chinese-style decoration, the owner retained the simplicity and beauty of the house to the greatest extent.

The roads in the ancient city are crowded with cars, and Luo Zhai is hidden in Sifang Lane, a no-driving zone. Cars coming to attend the reception parked in a nearby parking lot and then walked there.

A black business car parked on the side of the road. Fang Wen, who got out of the back door, changed his tenderness when proposing and asked seriously: "I ask you again, where did the injury on your neck come from?"

A pair of slender calves hung from the car, her white high-heeled leather shoes were on the ground, and her chest-high dress lined her white and tender shoulders.

"It was really an accidental scratch."

Mao Xiaoyou muttered, lowered her head and got out of the car. She put down the handbag that was covering her chest, and the gold key necklace under her neck was so bright and yellow under the pure whiteness of her body.

After he closed the door, the car drove away.

"Do you think I will believe it?"

Fang Wen grabbed her waist, forced her chin up, and looked down again. The wound as big as a fingernail was scabbed and red.

"Stop making trouble!" She turned her cheek away and stroked her makeup guiltily. "You've messed up your look!"

"You still dare to lie to me?" He pinched her cheek lightly.

Although he thought it was useless, it was very powerful against her.

"Hiss! It hurts!" She complained and rubbed it. "No!"

He stopped asking, raised the corner of his mouth and took a few steps back, looking at her from top to bottom.

"Why are you looking at me?" she asked confused. "Is there something wrong?"

"I'm thinking about taking you in!" He approached thoughtfully.

"Are you embarrassed?" She turned around in anger. "Who cares?"

He smiled and pulled her into his arms. "Barely, just enough, you can match me!"

"Fang Wen, will everyone come tonight?"

"All kinds of demons and gods gather together!"

She smiled slightly and asked softly: "Then what are we?"

"Of course he is a righteous person!"

She put away her smile, he was considered a righteous person.

And Mao Xiaoyou can no longer tell who he belongs to. "Fang Wen, actually today..."

At this time, Wang Mingzhi's car arrived, and Ge Mengmeng, who got out of the car, interrupted her confession.

"Boss lady, my skirt is too short!"

Ge Mengmeng wears a waist-length wig, exquisite makeup, and big earrings. Her glamorous look is eye-catching.

"Very beautiful!" She smiled back.

"Well, she looks like a girl!" Fang Wen teased.

"It's so beautiful!" Wang Mingzhi posted it, looking around. "I'll dress like this from now on, otherwise people will think I'm in love with a man!"

"Close your eyes!" Ge Mengmeng blushed when he looked at her. "A bodyguard is dressed like this!"

"Let's go!" Fang Wen took his lover's hand.

The four of them walked towards Luo's house, turned into the alley and felt the excitement of the banquet.

The alleys are covered with red carpets and hung with lanterns, and the melodious guqin music played by a violinist floats in the distance.

There is an endless stream of guests entering the hospital, all of them are grand and elegant and dressed up luxuriously.

Mao Xiaoyou looked at Fang Wen, wearing a white shirt and a black jacket. Although he was well-behaved, he was as domineering and bold as ever.

She recalled the time when they met again at the Zhang family banquet. "My clothes are quite neat today!"

"Be low-key!" He tilted his head and murmured. "They will covet your husband's beauty."

"The banquet is your hunting ground."

"No! I am the prey!"

She lowered her head and smiled, it seemed right!

On the second floor of the Magnolia Hall in Luo Residence, Luo Minzhi stood in front of the window with his hands folded, taking in an overview of the entire banquet.

He is tall and elegant, with dark and neatly combed hair. He wears a white shirt and tie, and a black vest. He does not look like a man in his late fifties.

The courtyard was crowded with people, the men were busy socializing and toasting each other, while the ladies gathered to chat.

"Ouyang, there are many people here!"

Standing behind him was a peer of the same age, his confidant and 'comrade-in-arms' who had been with him for many years.

"Yes, Mr. Luo!"

Luo Minzhi's eyes rested on his eldest son Luo Qiheng, who was surrounded by people from both sides. "He made it so lively!"

"You have just recovered from a serious illness. Qi Heng wants to make you happy."

"Make me happy?" Luo Minzhi snorted coldly, and was filled with anger. "He changed the business system without authorization so that his sales declined for three consecutive quarters. He also fooled me with a bunch of fake data. He misappropriated Yongwang's project funds. Sell ​​the land in Shenjing, that is the place where the morning star was born."

Since he mentioned it first, Ouyang expressed his worries: "Hey! During your recuperation, he took the opportunity to suppress the elders and eliminate dissidents, so that half of the shareholders in the group moved closer to him. Now many of his people hold important positions in various departments. Being difficult to manage and being arrogant and domineering are the major things that will destroy the foundation."

"I can't blame others, I can't take the blame!" He sighed. "I trust my son. He has been in poor health for the past two years. I gave him power. I didn't expect that he has no virtue, no talent, and even more incompetence! I don't put my mind on him. In lower-level management and operations, all focus is on the group's overt and covert struggles, regardless of the company's interests. If this continues, the morning star will become a shooting star. When I talk about him, I..."

"Mr. Luo, calm down, you have just recovered!" Ouyang advised: "The new retail concept proposed by Qiyu will be beneficial to Daystar in the future. It's just..."

Luo Minzhi raised his arm and explained: "If I hadn't given the leadership of this project to the boss, the board of directors would not have passed this resolution."

"Based on the current situation, I think... I am afraid that it will fall into the hands of Qi Heng."

"There are opportunities. Let's see how he operates. This is also an opportunity for experience!" Luo Minzhi's eyes stopped on the second son Luo Qiyu again. Compared with the eldest son, he was much deserted. "Qiyu understands this. It is related to the future of Daystar. If he is willing to work hard, he will take the opportunity to correct the course and establish his prestige."

"Mr. Luo is forcing him?" Ouyang asked.

"He has the ability but lacks the responsibility!"

Ouyang nodded and looked at the time, then asked: "The guests are almost here, won't Mr. Luo go down?"

He didn't answer, his eyes were suddenly attracted by the four people who came in.

Luo Minzhi put his hands on the window sill and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Who are they?" he asked.

Ouyang took a few steps forward and looked at the person he was talking about. "It should be the company Qiyu wants to recommend. The people from Quanyue Technology are here!"

"Call Qiyu." He ordered.

"Yes sir!"

After Ouyang left, Luo Minzhi's body standing in front of the window seemed to be shaking slightly.

The man and woman holding hands downstairs not only caught Luo Minzhi's attention, but also became the focus of the audience as soon as they entered the door.

For those who didn't know each other, the topic for the men was the charming female companion beside Fang Wen; while the ladies focused on the powerful man next to Mao Xiaoyou.

Those who knew each other basically gathered around Luo Qiheng and whispered.

Of course there are some special ones, such as the Zhang family.

Zhang Yunping, who was beside Luo Qiheng, glanced at the two of them like a fox, and finally landed on the necklace around Mao Xiaoyou's neck.

Standing behind Zhang Yunping were Zhang Ruqing and Zhang Rujing, who had never appeared in a formal occasion.

Zhang Rujing was undoubtedly proud in front of her sister, but when she saw her enemy coming, her face was full of disdain, and she whispered to Qian Jingxian in front of her and behind her.

If I were to say that the most depressed person in the room was Zhang Ruqing.

She seemed to be full of resentment for what her father had done. After looking at her sister disapprovingly, she took Gao Xingjian and moved aside.

With the surrounding people praising her love rival, she looked at the man she loved and drowned her sorrow in wine with unspeakable sadness.

However, Mao Xiaoyou had already secretly looked around the audience, and among their different expressions, he looked more confident and elegant.

She no longer has to endure humiliation and hide in a corner to think humbly like before.

Even if she received more hateful looks, she could finally look at them openly and confidently.

Luo Qiyu, who was chatting with Qi Bin and his wife who arrived first, saw Fang Wen and others arriving and took the initiative to greet them.

He has a heroic appearance, an upright face, and is very calm and decent in everything he says and does. "Mr. Fang meets again."

Fang Wen let go of Mao Xiaoyou's hand and reached out humbly. "Mr. Luo!"

Luo Qiyu glanced at the woman beside him, his eyes were astonishingly absent-minded.

"Mr. Fang, who is this?"

"My wife!" He gently hugged her waist to declare his sovereignty. "This is Mr. Luo!"

Mao Xiaoyou extended his hand generously. "Nice to meet you, Mr. Luo."
To be continued...