Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
“Don’t be angry anymore, sister Zhong Yi, Junting brother treasures that dog a lot,” Ye Chuen was frustrated at how the party was turning out. She never managed to win Xiaosi’s affection no matter how hard she tried to befriend the dog in the past, she wondered what had gotten over Xiaosi today.
“I know, I won’t hold it against the dog,” Zhong Yi forced a smile.
“You can sit over there, I’ll go talk to Luo Sang,” Ye Chuen walked towards her friend.
“Can we begin?” Luo Sang asked as she approached her, she wanted to get this over and done with as soon as possible.
“Luo Sang, go apologize to sister Zhong Yi later?” Zhong Yi said, “It’s for your own good, Mr. Yi is an important person in the entertainment industry…”
“I didn’t push her into the pool, did I?” Luo Sang’s face looked ghastly, “If you think I should apologize for what I said earlier, I don’t think it’s necessary. I wasn’t lying, Chuen, shouldn’t you try to consider my stand? I am your guest tonight as well, I’m helping you emcee, if you don’t want me to, I can leave now…”
Ye Chuen’s facial expression looked a little stiff, but she broke into a smile quickly, “Alright, it’s my fault, you are right. Don’t leave alright, I won’t have an emcee without you. We’re already running late by ten minutes, do help me clarify later when you’re on stage.”
“That’s no problem,” Luo Sang took the opportunity to go along with her.
Ye Chuen spoke to the DJ quickly and the music quietened, Luo Sang climbed onto the wooden stairs in the middle of the pool with the microphone in her hand.
“Dear esteemed guests, good evening! Welcome to Chuen’s birthday party, we are running late due to some technical difficulties and we’re sorry for the delay and inconveniences caused…”
Nian Junting was looking at the slim figure in the middle of the pool while sitting on the rattan chair beneath the tree. Luo Sang looked like a fairy that had descended to earth.
Yu Wen laughed, “The emcee is good, she’s very eloquent and there’s a soothing quality to her voice.”
“Yeah,” Nian Junting said distractedly.
His woman was naturally outstanding in every aspect.
Nian Xi teased, “Grandma, it’s so rare for you to praise someone, why don’t you introduce her to my brother?”
“I did intend to do so, but I heard that she’s from An City and her parents are no longer,” Yu Wen shook her head, “Your brother is the future successor of the company, his wife has to be of equal standing. I’ve seen it all, having a compatible family background is extremely important for a successful marriage.”
Nian Junting frowned, “If I fancy someone, I don’t care about her family background at all. I won’t even care if she’s penny broke.”
“When two persons of different upbringing get together, you will find that your values and viewpoints of the world will be different after a while,” Yu Wen waved her hands dismissively, “Forget it, you won’t understand, I’m telling you now that I won’t be supportive of the relationship.”
“I’m the one who’s finding a wife, I don’t need your support.”
“You…”
Before Yu Wen could continue, an ear-screeching static interference could be heard from the stage, the platform looked like it was on the verge of collapse and Luo Sang was wobbling precariously trying to catch her balance.
Nian Junting looked stricken with panic and stood up abruptly.