After hitting the Rolls-Royce, the top-tier green tea started fishing.

"Never mind what my father says... Find me a female companion who is not in the entertainment circle, not a daughter of a wealthy family, so that my father doesn't find out and try to set us up..."

Wen Chongyan's tone grew increasingly impatient, as if he was quite troubled by this.

Ruan Zhining felt the time had come.

After Wen Chongyan put down his phone, she spoke:

"Mr. Wen, you treated me to dinner tonight, and I feel I should do something to repay you..."

Wen Chongyan's lips curled into a slight smile, as expected. He asked casually, "For example?"

"I'll just do what I can. After all, as the saying goes, those with money should contribute money, and those with strength should contribute their strength..."

She went around in circles, but under Wen Chongyan's increasingly narrowed gaze, she finally stated her ultimate purpose:

"You just mentioned that you want someone outside the entertainment industry as your female companion for the early autumn banquet... Do you think I'm suitable?"

Wen Chongyan paused in his act of serving tea.

Ruan Zhining immediately looked at him expectantly, her big eyes blinking rapidly.

Wen Chongyan suddenly clicked his tongue and looked away. "I'm not in the mood to look right now. I bumped into the door and my shoulder hurts."

She hit it!

This is terrible!

Ruan Zhining immediately got up and ran to his side, massaging his shoulders and patting his back.

Her small hands were soft and tender, and she pinched his muscles through his shirt... It felt both tingly and numb.

It's quite comfortable, actually.

Having enjoyed himself enough, Wen Chongyan spoke calmly, "Hmm, you might not be suitable as a female companion at the banquet..."

Ruan Zhining immediately bristled, "How am I unsuitable?!"

Wen Chongyan said calmly, "My female companion probably wouldn't dare to yell at me."

Ruan Zhining glared at him, "Where did I yell at you?!"

Wen Chongyan clicked his tongue: "You don't even have the guts to glare at me."

Ruan Zhining: "..."

She had to endure it, for the sake of the banquet, and for the sake of marrying into the Jiang family...

Once she becomes the legitimate young mistress of the Jiang family, Wen Chongyan should be more polite to her, right?

"Mr. Wen~ I was wrong~" she called to him sweetly.

"Stop."

Wen Chongyan coldly stared at her sudden, radiant smile, and abruptly asked, "You only want to go because of Lin Feng?"

"No," she feigned surprise. "Will Mr. Jiang be going too?"

They're putting on quite a show.

Wen Chongyan raised an eyebrow slightly and said deliberately,

"Yes, he will go. His blind date is his girlfriend—maybe they'll announce their engagement on the spot?"

Damn it, then she's even more determined to go!

Ruan Zhining bit her lip: "If that's the case, then... I can only wish Mr. Jiang well."

"Really?" Wen Chongyan narrowed his eyes. "You'll give up?"

"Then I'll go take a look... Once I see it, I should be able to give up completely."

Ruan Zhining reached out and pinched her leg, the pain immediately bringing tears to her eyes.

She blinked slowly a few times and choked up a few times.

So sad? You cried?

Could it be that she really likes Lin Feng?

Wen Chongyan frowned.

A few seconds later, he said coldly, "I'll send a car to pick you up at 2 p.m. the day after tomorrow for your evening makeup and styling."

"Thank you, Mr. Wen!" She instantly lifted her face, her previous pitiful expression gone, replaced by a radiant smile.

No woman can change her expression as easily as she does.

Wen Chongyan sneered. But his tightly furrowed brows unconsciously relaxed.

She wouldn't like any man, whether it was Wen Xiyu or Jiang Linfeng.

All she cares about is money.

And coincidentally, the richest man in the area where she lived was him.

He has nothing to worry about.

The meal ended. As Wen Chongyan signed the bill, Ruan Zhining hid behind him, while the dog peeked out furtively, trying to take a picture of the bill and post it on Douyin to show off.

Wen Chongyan suddenly glanced at her sideways.

Ruan Zhining was so frightened that she immediately lowered her head, acting like a good girl. She was afraid that he would ask her to split the bill.

Wen Chongyan chuckled, "Promising."

With her cunning and stingy nature, how could she possibly fake it at a banquet like that?

Even he didn't like that kind of atmosphere.

If she went there and saw for herself how many rules there were in so-called high society, she would realize that she was not suitable to marry and would give up her idea of ​​dating.

As for her wanting money.

He could pay for it—if she cried to him, acted coquettishly, and begged him in a sweet, affected way.

It's just a matter of spending some money to appease the scheming woman; it's no big deal, he has plenty of money anyway.

But he couldn't let his childhood friend be cheated out of money by Ruan Zhining.

……

Ruan Zhining only knew that she had saved money today.

Not only did he enjoy a high-class dinner costing over 100,000 yuan for free, but he also happily received a spot as a female companion at the banquet.

The fact that someone of Wen Chongyan's stature could be invited to this banquet suggests that it was of an extremely high standard.

To ensure everything went perfectly, Ruan Zhining gritted her teeth and spent a huge sum of money (2 yuan) to buy a detailed intelligence report on the Jiang family's wealth from a more reliable person.

Then began the tense preparation (disguise) work...

The day after tomorrow night, at 8 pm.

The early autumn banquet, held at the Jingjiang Building, has begun.

Ruan Zhining was picked up at 2 pm to get her hair and makeup done, but she arrived late.

There is no other reason.

Because every single dress she tried on was unsatisfactory!

He felt for a moment that the dress revealed too much of his back;

One moment I felt that the waist of the skirt shouldn't have been cut out;

Then she felt that her chest was too low, which was against custom;

Even a sundress! He said that was unacceptable, as it exposed too much of the shoulders and collarbone, which he felt was inappropriate!

He...he...he's a feudalistic old man!

Ruan Zhining was so angry that she almost cursed, but then she remembered that she wasn't paying, so she just sulked.

In the end, even the stylist was confused and could only choose a pure white long dress for Ruan Zhining.

Fortunately, she had such a great figure and a beautiful face that the white dress, makeup, and hairstyle created a stunning effect.

Even the doormen in the banquet hall smiled at Ruan Zhining frequently.

Ruan Zhining returned the smile with a standard socialite smile (which she practiced by following along in a Douyin video).

As she was laughing, the thin arm she was holding suddenly tightened.

?

Ruan Zhining looked up and noticed that Wen Chongyan, who was being held by her arm, seemed unhappy.

"Mr. Wen, what's wrong?"

"Watch where you're going, and don't smile at men indiscriminately... I mean, don't embarrass me," Wen Chongyan said coldly. "Got it?"

"Oh……"

Ruan Zhining moved a little closer to him and hooked her arm around his arm in a standard way.

Wen Chongyan looked down at her fair little hand and thought to himself that he should buy her a ring to wear.

The emeralds at the auction a few days ago were quite nice.

It suits her hands perfectly.

next time.

I'll buy it for her next time.

Upon entering the banquet hall, Ruan Zhining realized what it meant to be the richest man.

Countless people came over to chat and greet Wen Chongyan.

As Wen Chongyan's female companion, she naturally received attention. However, in the short time it took her to turn around and get a dessert, several men handed her their business cards.

It was Ruan Zhining's first time at such an event, but she wasn't nervous at all; on the contrary, she was quite at ease.

After receiving the business cards, she quickly glanced at them, picked out the wealthiest man in the towel business, and started chatting with him.

It has to be said that rich men are really good at chatting, maybe it's because they've been chasing girls too much.

Wen Chongyan was the only exception!

As they chatted, the man with the towel invited her to dance on the round platform.

"Miss Ruan, it's my pleasure." The man with the towel extended his hand.

Ruan Zhining did not see Jiang Linfeng, but guessed that he was nearby.

She could dance and show Jiang Linfeng how poised and elegant she was, suitable for high society (after all, she had paid for dance lessons, so there was no need to waste tuition).

Moreover, appropriate competition can also help stimulate Jiang Linfeng's sense of crisis.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhao. I shall accept your kind offer..."

Ruan Zhining smiled slightly and was about to put her hand into the towel-wearing man's hand.

A slender, strong hand suddenly reached out from behind and gripped her wrist with tremendous force—