Chapter 86: Attending the banquet

Luka didn't speak, lowered his head to light a cigarette. His golden hair was dazzling under the sunlight, and combined with his excellent body proportions, he stood at the school gate, causing passersby to look back repeatedly.

Laiboli didn't urge him either, just sat on the throne firmly, watching him quietly.

After a long while, Luka extinguished the cigarette in his palm and said: "Let's do it."

Qiao Suisui spent a very comfortable day in the home Zongfang gave her. When she woke up in the morning, the nutritious meal was already prepared. After eating, she took a comfortable bath and then went to the walk-in closet to pick out clothes. Calling it a walk-in closet was really understating it; the whole room had been transformed into a built-in wardrobe, with spring, summer, autumn, and winter dresses, gowns, and casual wear arranged neatly by color depth. The shoe cabinet also occupied two full walls, which were small grids. The tea-colored glass cabinet next to it held various jewelry and accessories, all categorized.

Qiao Suisui stood on tiptoe to reach for a pair of champagne-colored high heels, but Zongfang, who was standing behind her, had already taken them down for her.

"Want to wear these? Then don't think about walking today." Zongfang squatted on one knee on the ground to help her put on the shoes. The heel wasn't high, 3.5 centimeters, but he had read in a book that it was best not to wear high heels during pregnancy.

Qiao Suisui had already changed into a dress of the same color, her long hair draped behind her, her temperament quiet and beautiful, more like a doll. Her feet were very small and exquisite, almost the size from the man's fingertips to the palm root. The fair and tender feet paired with these delicate high heels made Zongfang's eyes go straight, and the desire to ravage rose from his lower abdomen again.

He suddenly felt that wearing these wasn't impossible; at worst, he would just carry her.

"Isn't the banquet tonight very formal? Wouldn't it be bad if I wore flat shoes?"

"Who cares about them? As long as you are comfortable."

Zongfang was attending a scientific banquet tonight. It was called a gathering of scientists, but in fact, many big shots in politics and business would attend. Scientists took this opportunity to find big shots for investment, but Zongfang didn't really need to attract investment. The projects he did were fought over by many people to invest in, and he really didn't look down on small amounts of money.

In fact, he didn't attend such banquets in previous years at all, and sometimes he just threw away the invitations.

But this time was different. He wanted to introduce Qiaoqiao to the people around him. It would be best if everyone knew what a perfect match they were. The legal relationship of being a spouse was something known only behind closed doors; he just needed to use a public occasion to put her by his side, which was equivalent to indirectly announcing to the world that she was his, and none of you damn people should covet her.

But he wouldn't tell Qiao Suisui about this selfish motive. The man took her hand, and a hint of difficulty appeared on his usually self-centered face. He said: "Tonight is the key to deciding next year's projects. Qiaoqiao, sorry to trouble you to go with me. After all, they all like to invest in people with stable partner relationships."

Qiao Suisui didn't doubt it. She understood this principle. Once you reach a certain class, the establishment of trust is very important to investors, especially some more cautious investors who value family relationships highly. This is also why if a businessman has a scandal, he will be ruined.

"Don't worry, I will help you."

Zongfang kissed her with a smile. "Good Qiaoqiao, you don't need to do anything tonight, just stay by my side."

The two took a flying ship to the banquet location. Zongfang rarely wore formal attire, and he had become a walking clothes hanger. As soon as he got off the flying ship, he was surrounded by a pile of flashes.

A bull Beastman was holding a big machine and clicking away. A white mouse Beastman wearing British-style clothes stood next to him and immediately whispered a reminder: "Stop shooting. That's Doctor Zongfang, famous for being unpredictable in mood. Let's be careful."

"Oh, oh." The bull Beastman quickly retracted the machine, but saw that the 'unpredictable' man didn't leave directly, but turned to face the flying ship, seemingly talking to someone inside.

Before long, a snow-white, straight leg stepped off the flying ship. The champagne-colored high heels made the already slender and long legs even more alluring.

Qiao Suisui put her hand on Zongfang's arm and stepped off the flying ship with his support. The scene went silent, and those who were clicking photos were all stunned. After a brief silence, there were crazy flashes and shouts.

"Doctor Zongfang, is this your spouse? Can you say a few words?"

"Doctor Zongfang, look here."

"Doctor Zongfang, here, here."

Qiao Suisui squinted slightly, unaccustomed to such strong light. Zongfang noticed and immediately reached out to block her eyes, pulling her into his arms. When he turned back, his face was cold, scaring everyone into silence.

No one dared to take photos anymore. Zongfang took Qiao Suisui and walked slowly into the banquet hall. After signing on the signature wall, they were received inside. The white mouse Beastman seized the opportunity to click dozens of photos, all of her back.

He quickly edited them and posted them directly on Nebula.

#Breaking News Today! Scientific genius Zongfang has secretly married, and his spouse actually looks like this#

At the same time, the rival who had just captured a bit of Qiao Suisui's side profile was also frantically typing to his boss: Boss, quickly dig up the information on this female; the hot topic must be ours!

Everyone was still savoring the scene of Qiao Suisui's appearance, so much so that no one had the heart to take photos of the people who appeared later.

As the high door was pushed open, Qiao Suisui seemed to have entered a golden hall, with brilliant and luxurious decor, a huge crystal ceiling, and round tables placed in an orderly and staggered manner, Beastmen chatting with wine glasses in groups of three or five—all of this was as unreal as a dream.

Zongfang held her hand firmly and appeared in everyone's sight. Everyone showed surprised expressions, and there were not a few females who attended, but the number was very small. Most people's eyes were full of amazement when they saw Qiao Suisui.

"Miss, do you need wine?" A waiter in a bow tie appeared beside her with a tray diligently. Before Qiao Suisui could speak, she heard Zongfang speak: "Give her a glass of hot milk."

Coming to such an occasion, who wants to drink hot milk!

Qiao Suisui blushed and tugged at his hem, protesting in a low voice: "I don't want to drink milk."

Zongfang looked at her rare embarrassed appearance, a smile on his lips, and couldn't help but look at her a few more times before saying: "Then what do you want to drink?"

Qiao Suisui said directly to the waiter: "Is there anything non-alcoholic?"

The waiter immediately complied.

Zongfang continued to say teasing things in her ear, which in the eyes of outsiders was a pair of deeply affectionate young lovers. Just at this moment, a tall and thin figure appeared. Qiao Suisui noticed the shadow above her head, turned her face to look, and froze in place.

"Suisui, long time no see."

Qiao Suisui stepped forward in surprise and said excitedly: "Lanze, where have you been?" ===== CHAPTER 87 =====