Chapter 20: with translation of chapter title

She gazed bewilderedly at Fu Wan.

Suddenly, she heard the phone ring.

Wei Jiangyu feigned regret and sighed, "It's just a pity that your family's Qiwei is a workaholic, with none of the habits that would provoke me."

She watched him rise; he stood up and patted her head, saying, "I'm going to take a call, be good."

He had just walked away when he answered the phone…

"Young Master, there's a bouquet of roses here, meant for the Young Madam."

"I understand."

For the Fu family patriarch's birthday, who knows how many eyes are on it; even the things brought inside must be carefully inspected.

"Is Gu Yunzhen still Mo Zhi?"

Yi Ruan has read countless romance novels; at the party birthday banquet, it's the easiest time for the female supporting character in novels to cause trouble.

Nevertheless, she never thought to worry, because in the novels the female lead at the banquet is unknown to everyone, and even if they knew her, they wouldn't dare touch Fu Qiwei's taboo.

After all, in the Fu family, the only woman brought in by Fu Qiwei is her alone.

"This place is so stuffy I can't stand it; I'm going out for a walk." She stood up, frankly speaking, she didn't really like this atmosphere; the air was filled with the scent of alcohol and perfume, which made her head feel dizzy.

Fu Wan was chatting with Wei Nanxing, and Wei Jiangyu curiously asked, "What's fun outside?"

She glanced at Wei Jiangyu and said, "I'm going to admire the flowers."

Upon reaching the hall's entrance, two attendants opened the door for her, "Young Madam."

As soon as she came out, she felt the space was much fresher.

She walked straight along a path using the Fu family's streetlight glow, though she feared losing her way; but inside she was really bored, this kind of banquet is the most tedious.

To the left of Yan Yun Hall there is a garden, and in the garden there is a swing.

She was feeling playful, she sat down directly, not caring if it would dirty her expensive long dress, nor afraid it would leave wrinkles.

In the past, her family's courtyard also had a swing and a rocking chair; when she was bored, she could swing in the courtyard while holding a copy of Grimm's Fairy Tales or Andersen's Fairy Tales.

At hand was a teddy bear within reach, fixed to the swing with delicate ribbons, keeping her company while she played.

When tired, she leaned against the doll; the aunt sent her "Song Seed No. 1", and when idle she would go to the garden to pick a few stalks of the eighteen scholars to decorate her brother's study, then fold a bundle of red roses to place on her own bedside.

Back then she truly was a young lady of wealth, living a life of nobility and prosperity; although Fu Qiwei provided her with a material life that was hard to fault, she still missed her former life.

Just as she was reminiscing about the past, she heard a rustling sound.

"Huo Zongting!" the woman whispered, her voice extremely low but laced with anger, "You're not allowed to leave!"

The woman continued to act coquettishly, "Huo Zongting, help me, I feel awful~"

The man turned a deaf ear and walked forward.

"Zongting brother~"

Suddenly, the man could no longer bear it, angrily pointing at her, "Gu Qingzheng, don't push your luck!"

"How am I being overbearing?" her body growing hotter, "I was drugged today because I drank alcohol for you, and you just stand by and let me die?"

Yi Ruan hid in the corner of the swing, listening to their conversation; goodness, this news is explosive—Huo Zongting is actually going to be forced to become her antidote?!

She walked over to that self-important man, "How am I being excessive?" As she walked, she undid her necklace, approached his face, looked at his indifferent yet refreshing face, her fingers painted with exaggerated nail polish slowly covered his face, the woman slowly leaned against his chest, "You were originally my fiancé; I still can't test whether you're capable?"

Huo Zongting disliked her, found her very annoying, including her brother.

His brows knit tightly, his thin lips pressed into a straight line, he repulsively pushed her away, "I'll send you to the hospital."

Gripping her wrist, he didn't want to be caught off guard by her sudden hug, "Aren't you a doctor?"

Huo Zongting was once the youngest professor in the medical field; later he taught Wei Nanxing to become a teacher, and Wei Nanxing became the youngest professor in the medical field, although he took Huo's position, he was still taught by Huo.

Yi Ruan feared they would discover her embarrassment, so she stepped back again, tripped on her long skirt, and fell into the flowerbed.

Gu Qingzheng heard the sound, immediately let go of him, adjusted his breathing, patted his face, and said with a relaxed expression, "I'm not teasing you anymore."

Having said that, she walked straight away from his side.

As she walked, she wondered whether Huo Zongting's utterance of "Gu Qingzheng" would be heard, his voice seemed not very loud.

Yi Ruan lay low in the shrubbery, tightly biting her lip, branches pricking her wrist, not daring to move at all.

Though it hurt, she dared not move, for fear of being discovered.

Huo Zongting watched Gu Qingzheng's back disappear completely into the dim sight, then he followed the sound to find the person who had just been eavesdropping.

He swore that whoever heard such an embarrassing thing would certainly be poisoned to death by him.

He walked over and saw a woman wearing a gradient orange-red long dress, lying in the bushes, with pale white thin high heels.

Huo Zongting stood there dazed, hands in his pockets, icy blue bangs slightly shielding his eyes, as if he hadn't had a TR haircut in a long time, he stretched out his long legs and kicked the woman's shoe sole.

At that moment she made a decision: she would lie still, letting him think she had fainted, so as to avoid embarrassment for both of them.

Impatient, he kicked her shoe sole again.

"Miss, can you get up?" he asked with an amused look at the woman lying in the bushes.

All that could be heard was the woman's cold snort, "If you tell me to get up, I will get up; wouldn't I be losing face?"

Huo Zongting suppressed his smile and went to help her, but after she rose, she continually avoided his gaze.

Yi Ruan had her back to him, lowering her head to examine the abrasion on her wrist, only hearing the man behind her say softly, "I have a medical kit in my car; do you need me to treat your wound?"

She shook her head, touched the wound and said, "Such a small injury amounts to nothing."

He only felt that the woman's back view was very familiar, but he couldn't recall where he had seen her; he reached out to see what she looked like.

But she dodged him lightly, and the woman said coolly, "Mr. Huo, you should go check on Miss Gu; she's more dangerous than I am."

He thought indeed it was true, yet he kept looking at her, this aftermath…

"Rest assured, I won't tell anyone about tonight's events."

Hearing that reply, he finally felt at ease, "Then thank you."

As he was about to leave, he glanced at that woman one more time.

In the garden, she used the moonlight to see the way, returning to the small courtyard.

The more she thought, the less it seemed worth it, "Ah... I'm really being foolish, what anger am I venting by coming out?"

Encountering such an embarrassing matter.

Every banquet indeed has nothing good; look, someone always gets drugged, someone always gets hurt, tsk...

"Ah Ruan..."

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