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

At this moment, Jiang Jinhuan showed no anger. He stood up with a smile and said, "Indeed, I am just an outsider. Then I won't disturb you any longer! Sister Wan'er, I'll be leaving now!"

Jiang Jinhuan stood up, turned around, and walked towards the door.

Bai Zifeng still wore a cold smile.

Zhao Wan'er also got up, glanced at Bai Zifeng, said nothing, and followed Jiang Jinhuan outside.

Bai Zifeng said, "Wan'er, are you just leaving like this?"

Zhao Wan'er said, "From now on, just call me President Zhao, to avoid any misunderstandings!"

Bai Zifeng said, "Wan'er, you're being too polite. Although I'm from Shanghai, I studied in Jiangcheng back then. We're old classmates after all!"

"Then just call me Zhao Wan'er. Although we're classmates, we're not as close as you think!"

Zhao Wan'er glanced at Bai Zifeng, then turned to leave.

Bai Zifeng took a step forward, as if he wanted to say something more. "Wan'er, you..."

"Ugh—, you stop right there! Do you know how disgusting you smell?" Zhao Wan'er covered her mouth, almost vomiting.

Bai Zifeng was somewhat bewildered as he looked at Zhao Wan'er, whose face was pale and whose eyes held nothing but disgust and loathing.

He sniffed himself and seemed to have no smell at all.

He even specially sprayed Song Qingci's favorite perfume before coming here.

The clothes were brand new, and I had taken a shower, so how could I feel disgusted?

But judging from Zhao Wan'er's expression, it didn't seem like she was faking it.

He was certain that if he took another step forward, she would definitely throw up.

In that brief moment of hesitation, Zhao Wan'er had already left in a hurry.

She finally breathed a long sigh of relief once she was outside.

Seeing Jiang Jinhuan ahead, she stepped forward and hugged him tightly around the waist, taking a deep breath and saying, "You smell the best!"

Jiang Jinhuan's face stiffened: "Really? I was sweating a lot just now, did I smell?"

Zhao Wan'er buried her nose in Jiang Jinhuan's collar, saying with ecstasy, "No, it smells wonderful, let me smell it a little longer!"

Zhao Wan'er looked like a lovesick woman at this moment.

"I'm becoming more and more addicted to Jin Huan's scent. What should I do? I get impulsive whenever I see him, I don't even recognize myself anymore! It's so embarrassing, but I like it so much!"

Just then, there was another noise coming from the direction of the main gate.

Someone said, "Mr. Song, let's go this way!"

It turned out to be Song Qingci.

Zhao Wan'er grabbed Jiang Jinhuan and hid in a small room next door.

Jiang Jinhuan did not refuse, nor did he want to see Song Qingci.

Inside the room, Jiang Jinhuan could still hear the conversation outside the door.

The staff member said, "Mr. Song, your spouse has arrived. He even bought flowers. We didn't realize your relationship with your spouse was so good!"

Song Qingci's tone seemed to carry a hint of surprise: "He bought flowers?"

"Yes, lots of red roses!"

Song Qingci's steps seemed to become lighter as she quickly walked inside.

Zhao Wan'er lay sprawled on top of Jiang Jinhuan.

At this moment, she was also listening carefully to the conversation outside.

However, she was somewhat disappointed as she did not hear what she expected.

"Could it be that Qingci really chose Bai Zifeng? If not, she wouldn't be so quiet when she sees Bai Zifeng!"

Jiang Jinhuan shook his head and pulled away from Zhao Wan'er, who was clinging to him like an octopus. "Alright, I should go out too. My friend is waiting!"

Zhao Wan'er dared not disobey Jiang Jinhuan, and although she was reluctant, she still nodded.

Jiang Jin Huan prepared to leave.

At this moment, Zhao Wan'er suddenly grabbed Jiang Jinhuan's hand and gestured for him to be quiet: "Let's go back and see. I don't believe Qingci would choose Bai Zifeng as her husband!"

Jiang Jinhuan didn't want to go, but Zhao Wan'er still dragged him back.

Upon reaching the door, Zhao Wan'er quietly pushed it open.

The door was opened a crack.

Jiang Jinhuan subconsciously looked over and saw Song Qingci.

Song Qingci seemed to have become a little thinner, but she was still stunningly beautiful.

But Bai Zifeng was not in the room, and no one knew where he had gone.

Jiang Jinhuan saw Song Qingci pick up the roses, take a deep sniff, and look delighted.

He was holding those flowers tightly, looking like he couldn't bear to part with them!

Jiang Jinhuan narrowed his eyes, then turned and left.

Zhao Wan'er shook her head, then muttered softly, "Qingci, you chose this yourself. Since you chose Bai Zifeng, then I'm sorry, I'll gladly accept Jin Huan!"

Jiang Jin Huan then returned to his seat.

I don't know how Zhou Qian arranged the seats, but Chen Ling Shuang was to his left and Zhou Qian was to his right.

"Is everything settled?" Chen Ling Shuang asked.

"It's alright!" Jiang Jinhuan smiled.

Zhou Qian, who was standing nearby, said, "Ling Shuang is so eager to see her!"

Chen Ling Shuang did not refute, her cheeks flushed slightly.

She was increasingly unwilling to hide her feelings for Jiang Jin Huan.

Jiang Jinhuan's fingers stiffened slightly for a moment as he looked at Chen Ling Shuang.

At this moment, Chen Ling Shuang was also looking at him. When she saw Jiang Jin Huan looking over, she quickly looked away, like a frightened little rabbit.

Jiang Jinhuan's gaze darkened, and he turned to look at the podium.

Zhou Qian glanced at Jiang Jinhuan with a questioning look; she felt that something was off about him.

It was as if they had made up their minds.

The speech began soon after.

The moment Song Qingci emerged, a clamor erupted all around.

"Oh my god, she's so beautiful! She's practically my goddess!"

"She's truly perfect. How can there be such a perfect woman in the world?"

"Exactly! Beautiful, talented, and a CEO—I wish she could just smile at me!"

"However, I heard that President Song is no longer single. I wonder if it's true?"

"What? How is this possible? I don't believe it!"

"My heart is broken. I wonder which lucky person will win the goddess's favor!"

"I'm sure he must be a rich kid from a wealthy family, right? How could someone from a family like Mr. Song's be worthy of someone with such a background?"

"That's true. In Jiangcheng, only the Qin and Zhao families can rival the Song family!"

"It's rumored that President Song was engaged to a young master from the Jiang family, but I don't know if it's true!"

"It's fake. I heard that person from the Jiang family hit someone with their car and went to jail. It couldn't be someone from the Jiang family!"

"Besides, are the Jiang family members even worthy of the Song family? The gap is too big!"

"really……"

In the subconscious of ordinary people, Jiang Zhe is the only heir to the Jiang family.

It's likely that only those closely connected to the Jiang family know that Jiang Jinhuan is a member of the Jiang family!

As Jiang Jinhuan listened to the whispers of the students around him, his eyes grew even more gloomy.

He unconsciously developed a domineering and profound aura.

It's like he evolved from a noble young master into a shrewd and calculating emperor.