To marry into the family in place of his brother? Impossible!

It was another banquet, this time a celebration for the Zhao family, and of course, many people connected with the Zhao family were also invited.

As usual, Zhao Wan'er brought Zhang Nan to the banquet.

The Zhao family's celebration was held at a manor on the outskirts of the city, with white gauze curtains draped over the lawn.

The long table was covered with flowers and exquisite food, while a band played soft jazz music by the pool.

The guests were all wealthy and influential, and the clinking of champagne glasses echoed throughout the venue.

Zhang Nan wore a newly tailored black three-piece suit, and the diamond brooch on her chest sparkled dazzlingly under the lights.

He stood half a step away from Zhao Wan'er, holding a wine glass with a polite smile on his face, occasionally clinking glasses with the guests who came up to exchange pleasantries.

These past few days have felt like a dream to him. Ever since Zhao Wan'er saw Jiang Jinhuan and Chen Ling Shuang together, Zhao Wan'er's attitude towards him has clearly warmed up.

Zhao Wan'er not only took him with her to various occasions, but several elders from the collateral branches of the Zhao family also began to look at him with more respect.

Her father had called yesterday, his voice brimming with barely suppressed excitement: "Boss Lü has tripled his order again! Nan'er, hurry up and strike while the iron is hot! You must win over Zhao Wan'er!"

Zhang Nan knew that these collaborations were all brought about by the woman beside him.

Zhang Nan's gaze fell on Zhao Wan'er's outfit tonight.

She wore a black velvet gown, a delicate diamond necklace adorning her collarbone, and her long hair was styled in an updo, revealing her slender neck. She exuded a noble and aloof elegance, like a meticulously sculpted jade statue.

He subconsciously moved closer to her, with a subtle sense of asserting his ownership.

Then, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the manor entrance.

Jiang Jinhuan, dressed in a simple gray shirt with the collar slightly open and the sleeves rolled up to his forearms, strolled in as if he were taking a leisurely walk in his own backyard.

The security personnel at the entrance who were responsible for checking invitations simply asked a few questions and didn't even ask him to show his invitation before letting him through.

Logically, this shouldn't be the case, so there's only one explanation: they received advance notice and deliberately let Jiang Jinhuan in!

Zhang Nan's brows furrowed instantly.

This is the Zhao family's private estate; no one else but the Zhao family should have this right.

Could it be that Professor Ji instructed them? That seems possible!

As for Zhao Wan'er, he shook his head, thinking it unlikely!

Jiang Jinhuan pinpointed Zhao Wan'er's location as soon as he entered the room.

Then he walked straight through the crowd toward Zhao Wan'er, without even holding a wine glass in his hand, his hands empty, his posture as casual as if he were just dropping by.

"Sister Wan'er." He stopped in front of Zhao Wan'er, tilted his head slightly, and smiled. "You've become even more beautiful in just a few days!"

Zhao Wan'er paused for a moment, her fingers holding the wine glass still.

She glanced at Jiang Jinhuan but didn't say a word.

Jiang Jinhuan understood what was going on when he saw her reaction.

He had noticed Zhao Wan'er's coldness towards him these past few days.

He knew that Zhang Nan must have done something behind the scenes, nothing more than those despicable words that fabricated stories about his relationship with Chen Ling Shuang.

However, Zhao Wan'er did not block him directly.

So he came again this time, to find out Zhao Wan'er's true feelings towards Zhang Nan!

When I came in, I thought it would be a bit complicated, but to my surprise, the two security guards just asked for my name and then let me through.

Clearly, someone had given prior notice.

Professor Ji didn't care about these things, and Zhao Jiazhuang didn't care about these details either.

Then it can only be Zhao Wan'er.

In other words, Zhao Wan'er is at least willing to give herself a chance.

This made him feel inexplicably relieved!

Jiang Jinhuan stepped forward and naturally stood on her other side, flanking her with Zhang Nan on either side.

He was so close that he could smell the faint floral scent in her hair, and his shoulder was almost touching her arm.

Zhang Nan's face instantly darkened. "Jiang Jinhuan, today is the Zhao Group's victory celebration. Isn't it inappropriate for you to be here?"

"Why wouldn't it be suitable? I also want to work with Sister Wan'er. Sister Wan'er, you wouldn't refuse to give me a chance, would you?"

Zhao Wan'er turned her head and glanced at him.

That glance held indifference and annoyance, but not a hint of driving him away.

Her eyelashes fluttered, and she managed to squeeze out two words: "No!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Jinhuan immediately laughed, then gave Zhang Nan a provocative look!

Zhang Nan's complexion worsened.

What followed was pure torture for Zhang Nan.

Jiang Jinhuan clung to Zhao Wan'er like a leech, following her wherever she went to toast an elder!

She sat down to rest, so he pulled up a chair and sat down next to her.

Zhao Wan'er kept a cold face the whole time, rarely looking at Jiang Jinhuan, and keeping her conversations brief and to the point.

However, Zhang Nan wondered if he was imagining things, but he noticed that Zhao Wan'er never flinched when Jiang Jin Huan approached her.

She didn't even turn her head when Jiang Jinhuan spoke in her ear.

Her body was indulging him.

But on what grounds?

He had clearly shown Zhao Wan'er Jiang Jin Huan Dao's true colors.

Why is Zhao Wan'er still so indulgent towards Jiang Jin Huan?

Zhang Nan's fingers, gripping the wine glass, were almost crushing the glass.

As the banquet progressed into its latter half, Jiang Jinhuan stood up, extended his hand to Zhao Wan'er, palm up, and said calmly, "Sister Wan'er, shall we dance again?"

Zhao Wan'er stared blankly at the hand extended in front of her, her eyes unfocused, lost in thought.

Others also looked over, since not many people dared to invite Zhao Wan'er to dance.

Zhang Nan had just extended an invitation, but it was promptly and decisively rejected.

The excuse was that I was a little tired today.

But now, unexpectedly, Jiang Jinhuan has invited Zhao Wan'er to dance again!

Zhang Nan suddenly stood up: "Jiang Jinhuan, Wan'er is tired today! You don't need to..."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Jinhuan looked at Zhao Wan'er with some regret, wanting to pull his hand back!

"Okay!" Zhao Wan'er suddenly interrupted Zhang Nan.

She quickly placed the wine glass on the waiter's tray and put her hand in Jiang Jinhuan's palm.

It was as if she would lose this opportunity at any moment!

Zhang Nan's voice stopped abruptly, and she froze on the spot.

Even though I had just invited them, they refused without hesitation.

But why would Jiang Jin Huan invite him so quickly?

"Why should I?" Zhang Nan roared inwardly.

Jiang Jinhuan led Zhao Wan'er into the dance floor, placing his right hand on her waist.

The lights were dimmer tonight than at the last banquet, and the reflections from the poolside water cast dappled light on her face.

She looked up at him, and the coldness in her eyes finally began to dissipate, as if the resentment that had accumulated over the past few days had been carried away by this dance.

Jiang Jinhuan spun her around, his hand sliding down her waistline an inch.

Zhao Wan'er didn't dodge, she just glared at him.

"Don't go too far!" she said in a low voice, her cheeks flushed.

But her body showed no sign of breaking free.

Jiang Jinhuan suddenly had a strange feeling. Could all of this have been planned by Zhao Wan'er?

So who is the prey at this moment?