Unlimited Black Cards! A Mysterious and Wealthy Young Lady!

The young man behind him was his eldest son, Fu Yunzhe. The boy was tall and straight, wearing a light-colored suit, with handsome features and a touch of the noble air unique to scions of a prominent family. However, there was a hint of barely perceptible curiosity hidden in his gaze as he looked at Jiang Wenxi.

"You must be Miss Jiang Wenxi?" Fu Shan spoke first, his voice gentle and mellow, making it exceptionally pleasant to listen to. He nodded slightly, stepped aside to let Fu Yunzhe behind him pass, and introduced, "Hello, I am Fu Shan, the eldest son of the Fu family. This is my son, Fu Yunzhe."

Fu Yunzhe quickly stepped forward and bowed slightly: "Hello, Miss Jiang."

"Hearing that Miss Jiang would be coming today, my father has been waiting in the hall, hoping to meet you." Fu Shan's tone was warm but tactful, expressing his importance just right without sounding like deliberate flattery.

Jiang Wenxi nodded slightly in return, her back straight, her posture composed and unhurried, her voice clear and appropriate: "Hello, Mr. Fu, hello, Young Master Fu. I'm so sorry to trouble you, Old Master Fu, for waiting for me. I hope I'm not too late."

"No, no, no, the timing is perfect." Fu Shan quickly waved his hand with a smile, his gaze subtly falling behind Jiang Wenxi. Jiang Kun was holding a long brocade box in both hands. The box was made of high-quality sandalwood, without too many fancy decorations, only simple cloud patterns carved on the corners, exuding an understated solemnity, and it was clear at a glance that the contents were elegant items.

Jiang Wenxi, being so perceptive, understood instantly. She gestured to Jiang Kun with her chin, indicating that he should step forward: "This is a small gift, specially chosen to present to Old Master Fu. I hope he will like it."

"Miss Jiang, you're too kind. Your presence is an honor to our humble abode. There's no need for such expense." Fu Shan said politely, but quickly gestured for Fu Yunzhe to step forward. He solemnly accepted the brocade box with both hands, then turned to the side and made a "please" gesture, his smile becoming even more gentle. "Please come in. My father can't wait to meet you, his new neighbor."

The moment you step into the Fu family villa, the noisy voices, along with the faint scent of champagne and perfume, hit you.

The spacious living room was decorated with extraordinary grandeur, a crystal chandelier reflecting dazzling light, and calligraphy and paintings by famous artists adorning the walls, while priceless antique ornaments sat in the corners. The guests present were all wealthy and influential; the men wore sharp suits, and the women were adorned with jewels, their conversations exuding the elegance and politeness of high society. The fact that the Fu family could secure their place in Villa No. 3 of the Tan Palace speaks volumes about their power and status in Shanghai.

As the head of the Fu family, Fu Shan oversees the vast family business and listed company affairs, making him the central figure at the entire birthday banquet. After exchanging a few pleasantries with Jiang Wenxi, he was surrounded by guests, maintaining a polite smile throughout, but unable to conceal the weariness between his brows.

"Miss Jiang, I'm so sorry to take a moment to leave." Before turning around, Fu Shan nodded apologetically to Jiang Wenxi, then instructed Fu Yunzhe beside him, "Xiao Zhe, accompany Miss Jiang to have a good time. Be sure to show her the hospitality of a good host and don't neglect your distinguished guest."

"Yes, Father," Fu Yunzhe replied, his gaze falling on Jiang Wenxi with a touch of solemnity.

Jiang Wenxi nodded slightly, indicating that it was alright.

Behind her, Jiang Kun had taken three steps back with great deference as soon as he stepped into the living room. He stood with his hands at his sides, his posture upright like a pine tree, his gaze calmly sweeping over the surroundings. He neither got too close to disturb the conversation between the two young people, nor did he keep Jiang Wenxi in his sight, keeping a close eye on the surroundings to ensure his young lady's safety and dignity.

Looking at the composed and calm young woman before him, Fu Yunzhe's curiosity grew even stronger. He stepped aside and gestured for her to enter, his tone friendly: "Miss Jiang, the hall is too crowded and noisy. How about I take you to sit in the garden? It's quieter there, and you can also see some of my father's orchid collection."

The two strolled leisurely among the elegantly dressed guests, the light from the crystal chandelier casting shimmering shadows on Jiang Wenxi's moon-white cheongsam. Fu Yunzhe glanced at the composed young woman beside him and broke the silence, his tone carrying just the right amount of curiosity: "I heard Miss Jiang only recently returned to the country?"

"Yes." Jiang Wenxi gently brushed her fingertips across the soft mink fur of her shawl, her voice light. "I had been living abroad for a while, and only recently returned to China."

Upon hearing this, Fu Yunzhe paused slightly, a hint of inquiry flashing in his eyes. His tone seemed casual, but it actually carried a subtle probing: "So, Miss Jiang, are you planning to settle in the country long-term, or do you have other plans?"

Jiang Wenxi glanced up at him, a faint, aloof smile playing on her lips, and said unhurriedly, "I guess you could say I've come back to settle down. Some of my family's businesses in China have been idle for a long time, so I'm back to take over and manage them slowly."

These words, though seemingly innocuous, struck Fu Yunzhe like a thunderbolt, jolting him awake instantly.

The Fu family has cultivated deep roots in Shanghai's business world for decades, with businesses spanning from real estate to finance, and has long held a significant market share. However, the business world is only so big, and now Jiang Wenxi, with an unclear background and who has made moves such as buying the Tan Palace No. 1 Villa and a Rolls-Royce Silver Ghost, has suddenly appeared and wants to take over the family business. The forces involved behind this are probably far deeper than he imagined.

If the other party's businesses overlap with those of the Fu family, then future clashes of interests are inevitable.

Fu Yunzhe's nonchalant attitude faded considerably, and his gaze towards Jiang Wenxi became more serious, even his tone softening considerably: "I see. Miss Jiang, you're so young yet already taking charge of the family business; you truly are a woman who doesn't yield to men."

Jiang Wenxi had already seen through Fu Yunzhe's intentions.

The wariness and scrutiny in his eyes were utterly undisguised. But Jiang Wenxi had no intention of hiding it—her upcoming business expansion, leveraging the system's convenience, was quite substantial and couldn't possibly escape the notice of a powerful family like the Fu family, who had been rooted in Shanghai for decades. Moreover, with unlimited black cards and the system's online store at her disposal, she naturally had no need to deliberately conceal her brilliance.

After exchanging a few more polite words, Fu Yunzhe glanced at his watch, a hint of apology on his face, and turned to Jiang Wenxi, saying gently, "Miss Jiang, please feel free to browse around. I have some things to take care of. The next part should be quite exciting, so don't miss it."

Jiang Wenxi naturally understood the implication. She nodded and smiled slightly, her tone indifferent yet polite: "Okay, you go ahead and get back to work."

Fu Yunzhe nodded, turned around and walked quickly to the other side of the banquet hall, where the Fu family's steward was waving at him.

Jiang Wenxi stood still, his gaze sweeping over the guests not far away. He quickly figured out what was going to happen next from their casual conversation.