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After returning home that evening, Yunmiao kept a close eye on her phone, afraid of missing any messages or calls from Sheng Yinian.

But her phone remained silent and didn't ring.

Before going to bed, she made a point of checking to see if she had actually unblocked Sheng Yinian's phone number.

After confirming that the issue had been resolved, she tossed her phone aside.

She really couldn't figure Sheng Yinian out at all.

Since we can't figure it out, we won't try to understand it.

Instead of fighting amongst ourselves, we should just go to sleep.

She pulled the blanket over her head and soon fell into a deep sleep.

The next morning, Yunmiao walked out of her room and saw her mother changing her shoes in the entryway, carrying large and small bags as she was about to leave.

"Mom, where are we going so early in the morning?"

"Go to the hotel where your uncle is staying. I bought some nutritional supplements for your grandfather, so your uncle can take them back. After we get to the hotel, I'll go buy some groceries on the way. Mom will make dumplings for you for lunch."

Yunmiao walked over and took the bag from her hand.

"I'll deliver it. You go buy groceries directly. Don't run back and forth."

Jiang Jing thought about it and realized that the hotel and the vegetable market were indeed in opposite directions.

"Alright, be careful on your way."

When Yunmiao arrived at the hotel floor where her uncle and aunt were staying, she saw them dressed neatly and looking radiant as they came out of their room.

Zhang Shulan seemed to be in a good mood.

"Miaomiao's here. Your mom just called me. Give me the things."

She took the things from Yunmiao's hands and put them into the room.

Jiang Lai walked over with a smile: "Miaomiao, we were just about to head out too, wait for us."

After saying that, he walked past Yunmiao and knocked on the door across the street.

"Zhao Meng, are you ready?"

A short while later, the door opposite opened.

Zhao Meng stood at the door, dressed in a dark suit, his tie perfectly tied, his hair styled with hair gel to look sharp and energetic, exuding an aura of elite status.

"Alright, let's go."

When Zhang Shulan came out after delivering the items, her face lit up the moment she saw Zhao Meng, her brows and eyes brimming with undisguised smugness.

Jiang Lai and Zhao Meng were the first to walk towards the elevator.

Zhang Shulan pulled Yunmiao along behind them.

She deliberately moved closer to Yun Miao and lowered her voice.

"Miaomiao, your aunt has to add something: girls need to be careful when choosing a boyfriend."

"I don't mean you have to find someone as capable as your cousin's husband, but at least his looks, career, and interpersonal skills have to be presentable."

Yun Miao smiled but didn't reply.

When the four stepped into the elevator, there were already quite a few people standing inside.

After the elevator doors closed, I heard hushed conversations behind me.

"Have you heard? Sheng Yinian came over last night."

"Really? He rarely attends these summits in person, why did he come this time?"

"Who knows? No wonder I saw a group of important people gathered at the hotel entrance last night. It seems they were all waiting for Sheng Yinian."

Upon hearing the name "Sheng Yunian," Jiang Lai looked at Zhao Meng with excitement.

"When you see Mr. Sheng later, don't forget to go and say hello."

Zhao Meng calmly nodded: "Mm."

"bite."

The elevator arrived at the first floor.

As a group of people stepped out of the elevator, the doors of the elevator next door opened at the same time.

Yun Miao didn't pay much attention until someone called out softly from behind.

"That's... Sheng Yunian?"

When Yun Miao turned around, she saw Sheng Yinian stepping out of the elevator surrounded by a crowd.

His tall and upright figure was outstanding. He wore a black suit, which was tailored to fit him extremely well. From his broad shoulders to his narrow waist, every line was smooth and powerful.

His tie was tied in an exquisite Windsor knot, and his cufflinks reflected a cool, subtle light. From head to toe, he exuded an air of noble elegance that would attract everyone's attention.

The person next to him was speaking softly to him, and he nodded slightly in a polite but distant manner.

The group, who had been excited when Sheng Yinian was mentioned in the elevator, instinctively moved to the side upon seeing this, leaving a wide exit for the group on the other side.

Yunmiao stood at the very front, forced to keep her head down and try to minimize her presence.

"Ouch, who stepped on my foot?"

A woman's soft cry rang out from the back of the crowd, and then, with a surge of people, Yun Miao was immediately pushed out.

The long dress she was wearing today had little elasticity and a rather narrow hem, so she stumbled a few steps before regaining her balance.

Noticing that her shoelaces were undone, she was about to tie them when she realized that her skirt made it inconvenient to squat down.

As I hesitated, a shadow loomed over me, carrying a slightly familiar, crisp scent.

The man slightly bent his knees and squatted down in front of her, the fabric of his expensive handmade suit creased in several places.

Under the astonished gazes of everyone, he gently gathered the untied shoelaces with his fingertips, folded and twisted them, and slowly tied a neat knot.

After tying the shoes on one side, he untied the other side and tied them again before slowly getting up.

"Are you injured?"

Although Yunmiao's heart was already in her throat, she quickly put on a perfectly appropriate social smile.

"No, no! Sir, thank you so much. My skirt makes it a little inconvenient for me to squat down. You are such a gentleman."

Sheng Yinian didn't reply, but looked at her with slightly narrowed eyes.

Yunmiao felt increasingly guilty under his gaze, and her ears gradually flushed red.

After a long silence, Sheng Yinian nodded politely, his voice calm and even: "It was nothing."

Whispers arose around them, but Sheng Yinian's indifferent gaze swept over them, and the restless crowd quickly quieted down.

Yun Miao took two steps back and politely raised her hand.

"Sir, please take care."

Sheng Yinian glanced at her and slowly walked away.

At this moment, Jiang Lai, who was at the front of the crowd, excitedly nudged Zhao Meng's arm, signaling him to quickly go and greet them.

Zhao Meng straightened his tie, stepped forward, and spoke with barely suppressed admiration.

"Seventh Uncle, it's been a long time. I am..."

Before he could finish speaking, Sheng Yinian had already walked straight past him without even glancing at him.

Time seemed to stretch out and freeze in that instant.

"Pfft." Someone in the crowd burst out laughing first.

Low, snickering sounds seeped out from all directions.

"Tsk, what a disappointment."

"Who is this? They've got some nerve, trying to get close to just anyone."

"He doesn't even know his own worth, yet he tries to get close to Sheng Yinian."

"This is hilarious! Seventh Uncle? Who's your Seventh Uncle?!"

"If you called him Mr. Sheng, he might even glance at you. But 'Seventh Uncle'? Who are you pretending to be familiar with!"

Zhang Shulan and Jiang Lai, standing in the crowd, looked beyond just looking ugly.

Their most prized son-in-law was standing stiffly not far away, his flushed face a far cry from the high spirits he had displayed when he first stepped out of the room.

After the crowd dispersed, Zhao Meng, with a somber face, turned around and pressed the elevator button.

It seems they don't plan to attend such an important summit.

Zhang Shulan and Jiang Lai followed, looking dejected.

Their original plan to soak up the atmosphere and make some connections is probably ruined.

"You're saying...does Miaomiao know Mr. Sheng?"

"You really think highly of your niece. She's the head of the Sheng family in the capital. Does she even deserve to be called one?"

Yunmiao overheard Jiang Lai and Zhang Shulan's whispers and walked briskly out of the hotel lobby.

As soon as I stepped out of the revolving door, I saw Xu Chuan walking towards me.

"Ms. Yun, please move to the VIP room to rest for a while. Mr. Sheng will be here shortly."

Yunmiao's steps immediately became less light.