Chapter 561: Good Things Are Coming

Feng Tingshen and Lin Wu had already been discussing the news of their engagement, and he had naturally heard it too.

He said, “Lin Zong, long time no see. I heard you and Feng Zong are about to tie the knot—congratulations.”

Lin Wu had noticed Ren Jifeng the moment he appeared; upon hearing this, she smiled and said, “Thank you.”

Ren Jifeng’s congratulations were sincere, yet carried an undercurrent of probing—he wanted to know if the rumors were true.

Now that he had her personal confirmation, he felt glad for her, but a flicker of gloom passed through his eyes; after a pause, he continued, “I heard your injuries were severe—have you fully recovered?”

Lin Wu: “Not quite yet, but I’m nearly there. Thank you for your concern, Ren Zong.”

Ren Jifeng nodded, exchanged a few more pleasantries with Lin Wu, then found an excuse to leave when conversation ran dry.

He had just turned around when he saw Yu Moxun and Rong Ci.

Seeing Rong Ci there too, he immediately hardened his expression—but since he’d already locked eyes with Yu Moxun, he politely greeted him: “Yu Zong.”

Yu Moxun gave a cold nod: “Ren Zong.”

And that was it—clearly, he had no intention of saying another word to Ren Jifeng.

Seeing how coldly he was treated, Ren Jifeng didn’t press his luck, but he glanced toward Rong Ci twice.

Rong Ci remained indifferent to him, as if she didn’t see him at all.

Lately, he’d heard Feng Tingshen spent nearly every day with Lin Wu, even bringing along his and his ex-wife’s daughter.

He hadn’t encountered her with Feng Tingshen recently.

It seemed she’d become considerably more restrained lately.

Or perhaps she was merely passively restrained…

Thinking this, he turned and returned to his seat.

The Sun family and Lin family had also noticed Rong Ci and Yu Moxun.

Not long ago, because Rong Ci and Feng Tingshen’s relationship had deepened, every time they saw her, they gritted their teeth in rage.

But now, when they saw Rong Ci again, they no longer regarded her as worthy of notice—and their glances at her betrayed unmistakable smugness.

A moment later, Rong Ci’s phone buzzed.

Another message from an unknown number.

She caught the opening line—【Did you see the bracelet on my sister’s wrist? Brother-in-law—】—then stopped reading and skillfully blocked and deleted it.

Even without finishing the message, she knew exactly what the sender intended to tell her.

Because just now, Sun Liyao had loudly boasted to those around her while asking other socialites about Lin Wu’s bracelet, claiming it was a gift from Feng Tingshen—a custom piece from a private collector, which Lin Wu had once admired; upon learning this, Feng Tingshen spent a fortune to buy it for her.

Sun Liyao had probably worried Rong Ci hadn’t heard clearly, so now she was sending the same message again.

Many already envied Lin Wu; because of this bracelet, even more socialites at the event now envied her. Rong Ci and Yu Moxun, though uninvolved, heard nothing but whispers about their relationship.

Yu Moxun listened as others praised Lin Wu, extolling how well Feng Tingshen treated her, and felt his temples throb with rage—he felt his ears and mind were severely polluted.

“My god, I’m tainted,” he covered his ears, then rubbed his brow, his face twisted in pain, unable to help saying to Rong Ci, “I shouldn’t have come today.”