Gu Anxi was still gnawing on a fried sausage; it was fried to a golden hue and truly delicious.

Although she saw King Jingyao and Jiang Chaoge now, she would soon have to engage in a verbal battle, yet she still couldn’t part with that fried sausage in her mouth.

She was chatting with her uncle while munching, completely ignoring that couple (the damn pair).

King Jingyao was dressed smartly tonight, looking even more dashing than usual. Seeing the little brat, he was initially a bit happy, but she just kept eating without even glancing at him.

Old Brother was annoyed and awkwardly turned his face to the side.

As they were angry and not speaking, Jiang Chaoge felt even more triumphant; she hadn’t expected Gu Anxi to come over, so today she could not only piss off Lin Hua but also irritate Gu Anxi.

Feeling smug, she subtly linked arms with Old Brother Wang and smiled appropriately, "Senior Brother, Anxi, you both came too?"

Her gaze fell on Gu Anxi’s casual outfit, then she spoke to Bo Xichen, "Senior Brother, why didn’t you help Anxi prepare a gift?"

She glanced around, smiled, and pointed out, "Most people are wearing formal attire tonight."

Gu Anxi continued munching on her sausage, saying nothing.

Bo Xichen smiled, "It’s not a formal banquet; there’s no need to be so restrained. Besides..."

He paused slightly, his smile deepening, "Anxi said we’re an old married couple; there’s no need to be so formal every time. It’s important to keep some freshness."

The little one eating the fried sausage nodded like a little chick, "Yes, yes, yes, that’s hunger marketing! Just like this sausage; if you eat it every day, you’ll get tired of it. But if you have it occasionally, it becomes especially delicious."

To suit the occasion, she took a big bite, making it look especially tasty.

Bo Xiaoshu chuckled lightly, "You wouldn’t get tired of it."

Ah... the little one was stunned, then took another big bite.

The uncle now, seriously, had no shame.

Their back-and-forth was enough to sour others to death, especially making Old Brother Wang feel sour inside, yet he was annoyed that the little brat didn’t know when to advance or retreat.

Seeing they had no intention of acknowledging him, he said coldly, "Chaoge, let’s go in."

Jiang Chaoge smiled, "Okay. Senior Brother, we’re heading in."

She looked at Gu Anxi, who waved the sausage at her and squeezed out a fake smile.

Jiang Chaoge instantly felt bad; Gu Anxi was comparing herself to a sausage.

Glancing back at Gu Anxi, she was all smiles.

At this moment, Wang Jingchuan came over, saw the situation, and felt something was amiss, but still greeted politely.

King Jingyao, feeling uneasy, asked, "Have the flowers been sent over?"

The secretary quickly replied, "All delivered, perfectly arranged. As soon as the celebration banquet starts, Miss Lin will surely see those flowers and will definitely like them."

Old Brother felt a bit better, nodded, "That’s good."

He glared at Gu Anxi, then walked ahead.

Jiang Chaoge was about to follow when Gu Anxi slowly said, "Dr. Jiang, let me remind you, Mr. Wang doesn’t really like sausages. He prefers French cuisine, like the kind Lin Hua enjoys. You should put more effort into it."

Jiang Chaoge sneered, "Thank you for the reminder, but you’d better think more about yourself; the feeling of not being able to protect oneself should be something you’ve tasted, right?"

Gu Anxi purposely annoyed her, "Yes, I’m so tempted to run over in a while, hug his leg, and cry, begging for forgiveness. Learning from Dr. Jiang couldn’t possibly go wrong."

Jiang Chaoge had never won an argument with her before, and now was even more furious, turning to leave.

Wang Jingchuan followed but secretly gave Gu Anxi a thumbs-up.

Gu Anxi made a funny face.

Gotta say, Secretary Wang is a clever guy, his standpoint clear, and sees things crystal clear.

After they left, Bo Xichen took out a handkerchief, wiped her mouth, "Let’s go inside, there’s more food at the banquet, so don’t eat these now."

The little one was reluctant but obediently listened,

When they reached the VIP section, they happened to be quite close to King Jingyao and his group, and Jiang Chaoge also saw her, leaning slightly towards Old Brother Wang as a declaration of territory.

Gu Anxi mouthed an English word at her—

Sausage!

Jiang Chaoge’s face turned green, but soon she felt better because Mr. Wang lightly patted her hand as consolation, so she ignored Gu Anxi. She was just an immature little girl.

Ignoring her, Gu Anxi shrugged off her presence even more, resting her chin while watching the stage.

After a while, Lin Hua came out, dressed in a white gown, looking quite impressive.

In her thirties, Lin Hua had a great reputation in the art circle, probably due to her good upbringing, and hasn’t been involved in scandals, except for that ambiguous period with Old Brother.

Lin Hua walked on stage, beautiful and poised,

Acknowledging the audience and then the orchestra before sitting down to play the cello.

Lin Hua’s skill was high, known as Asia’s leading cellist, coupled with her looks, which is why she was popular for those years. Her slow playing seemed to captivate Old Brother, who became somewhat absorbed and a bit lost.

Men are all big pigs!!!

Jiang Chaoge felt uneasy with this, but she kept convincing herself internally that it was okay; men are like this. It’s just an appreciation for a woman’s appearance. Besides, she has her strengths, and she’s holding a big project.

Gu Anxi was also captivated, leaning on Bo Xiaoshu’s shoulder, speaking softly, "My mom used to hope I’d become someone like Lin Hua, who plays an instrument and looks graceful."

Bo Xichen looked down: "Don’t you play the piano?"

Gu Anxi hummed, "Just learned casually, half-baked."

Bo Xiaoshu sighed lightly, saying nothing more.

Anxi’s piano level was high, not just half-baked, but she was playful and couldn’t settle on one thing. It seemed, she was good at everything, but never focused on anything.

He didn’t want to force her, as long as she was happy.

Lin Hua mostly played love tunes, creating a romantic and beautiful atmosphere, and before they knew it, one and a half hours had passed. When the last note ended, rounds of applause followed.

Gu Anxi clapped too, her little hands turning red.

Lin Hua’s eyes were slightly red, smiling as she said, "This concert today is for someone special."

Wow!

The crowd was abuzz.

Could it be King Jingyao?

Many saw him arrive and knew about his past with Lin Hua.

As people speculated and looked at King Jingyao, Lin Hua smiled slightly, "There’s indeed something important to announce."

Her eyes had a moving glint, a hint of love, surprising many present.

Since Lin Hua’s debut, this was perhaps her most beautiful moment.

That’s what everyone thought, even King Jingyao, who thought so because he had sent flowers. Lin Hua must have seen them ahead of time, and women often make impulsive moves when touched, wanting to give him some credit. He’d give her face, go on stage to fulfill some affection, after all, they were old friends.

He turned to Wang Jingchuan, "Once I’m on stage, make some arrangements. Let’s keep the news low-key, just don’t let it hit the papers."

Such rumors are best left undealt with.