After the divorce, he went on a motorcycle trip, and his ex-wife and daughter were filled with regre

Hearing the offensive comments and jeers coming from the booth next to him.

Sitting in the shadows, Jiang Ye wasn't angry at all; instead, he couldn't help but burst out laughing.

He picked up his wine glass, took a small sip of the cheap red wine, and his deep eyes flashed with a strong sense of mockery and ridicule.

That's really interesting.

To this day, almost no one outside the family, including the Shen family, knows Jiang Ye's true identity.

They still stubbornly believed that he was just a worthless driver who had been kicked out of the Shen family, a useless gigolo.

Jiang Ye also stood up to refute, but did not interrupt the others' laughter.

He sat quietly in the corner watching the play.

......

Jiang Ye, holding a glass of cheap red wine, sat quietly in the shadows of a corner of the banquet hall, listening to the self-righteous mockery from the next booth, a cold smile curving his lips.

Just then.

Then, the old lady of the Shen family, Zhao Yulan, was seen walking towards him with faltering steps, supported by Shen Qinghan's mother, Ou Yuqin.

Both were dressed in exquisite custom-made cheongsams and wore valuable jade jewelry, clearly having dressed up carefully for this engagement banquet. However, compared to the high spirits they had when Kunlun Capital was still investing in the Shen family, the two now showed an undisguised weariness and haggardness in their eyes.

Upon seeing Jiang Ye sitting on the sofa, the two of them abruptly stopped in their tracks.

Their gazes fell unanimously on Jiang Ye's dark gray haute couture suit.

As the saying goes, clothes make the man, and gold makes the Buddha. Back in the Shen family, Jiang Ye always wore cheap clothes from street vendors, wearing an apron while busy in the kitchen, and always smelled of cooking oil.

But now, Jiang Ye, dressed in this well-tailored, exquisitely made top-quality suit, sat there casually with his legs crossed, exuding the composure and unfathomable aura of someone who had long held a high position.

Looking at the completely transformed Jiang Ye, and then thinking of Gu Ziming, who was stingy and calculating, and would even feel sorry for buying Xinyu a piece of clothing, Ou Yuqin's eyes suddenly reddened without warning.

"Ono..."

Ou Yuqin released the old lady's hand, walked quickly to Jiang Ye, her voice thick with nasal tone and undisguised regret.

"You... what brings you here?"

She looked at Jiang Ye, sighing deeply, her eyes filled with reluctance.

"Tell me, why did you have to end up like this with Qinghan? We were a good family before, weren't we?"

Grandma Zhao Yulan also came over, leaning on her cane, her wrinkled face filled with helplessness and heartache.

"Xiao Ye, Grandma knows you've been wronged in our Shen family. But, how can a husband and wife hold a grudge overnight?"

The old lady sighed heavily, jabbed the ground hard with her cane, and began to berate her own granddaughter through gritted teeth.

"That brat Qinghan is completely blinded by love! She's got such a good man like you, and she insists on messing around with that Gu Ziming! What does Gu Ziming have besides a silver tongue? He's nowhere near as good as you are to Xinyu!"

"Grandma really doesn't want you to leave! But... but now the invitations have been sent out, and all the relatives and friends have come. There's nothing we can do even if we don't want to..."

As the old lady spoke, her eyes welled up with tears, and she even raised the back of her hand to wipe the corners of her eyes.

Looking at the two elders in front of him, who were sighing and had slightly red eyes, Jiang Ye felt no ripples in his heart, only a deep sense of helplessness.

Reluctant to part with it?

"Grandma, Aunt Ou."

Jiang Ye put down his wine glass, his tone indifferent.

"Let's not dwell on the past. Since today is Shen Qinghan's joyous occasion, you should all go to the front and greet the guests. Don't worry about me."

Jiang Ye gave a few perfunctory replies, his attitude somewhat distant.

Seeing that Jiang Ye was completely unmoved, Ou Yuqin and Zhao Yulan knew that continuing the conversation would be pointless, so they could only leave with regretful sighs, looking back every few steps.

Just then.

The lights in the banquet hall suddenly dimmed.

A dazzling spotlight shone on the huge carved wooden door of the banquet hall.

The melodious wedding march began to play softly.

"Distinguished guests, dear friends and family, let us welcome today's protagonists—Mr. Gu Ziming and Ms. Shen Qinghan—with the warmest applause!"

With the emcee's passionate voice...

The door slowly opened.

Shen Qinghan, arm in arm with Gu Ziming, walked in with a smile under the gaze of all the guests.

Today, Shen Qinghan wore a pure white haute couture evening gown studded with diamonds and a diamond necklace. She was radiant and breathtakingly beautiful.

Beside her, Gu Ziming wore a flashy pure white tuxedo, his hair was slicked back, and he wore what he thought was a charming smile, frequently nodding to the guests on both sides.

The two of them have been receiving blessings and compliments from everyone along the way, enjoying immense prestige.

After making a round of toasts.

Shen Qinghan and Gu Ziming's gazes cut through the crowd and landed precisely on Jiang Ye in the corner rest area.

The two men, each holding a glass of champagne, walked straight toward Jiang Ye.

As the distance gets closer.

Shen Qinghan's gaze was fixed intently on Jiang Ye.

She originally thought that even if Jiang Ye dared to come today, he would definitely look dejected, depressed, or even crying his eyes out.

However, when she finally saw Jiang Ye clearly, she was completely stunned.

Jiang Ye, wearing the dark gray suit with subtle patterns that Han Qingru had bought for him, leaned lazily against the leather sofa. The perfect tailoring accentuated his broad shoulders and long legs.

He wasn't wearing a tie, and the top two buttons of his shirt were casually undone, revealing his sexy collarbone. He held a glass of red wine in his hand, his eyes deep and indifferent, exuding a fatal mature masculine charm and an imposing aura of superiority.

Her demeanor has completely changed!

This is not the Jiang Ye who was always submissive and obsequious in front of her at all!

Shen Qinghan subconsciously turned her head and glanced at Gu Ziming standing next to her.

Gu Ziming's white tuxedo suddenly looked incredibly cheap and ostentatious next to Jiang Ye's understated yet luxurious dark gray suit, like a clown trying to show off in front of a true aristocrat.

In comparison, the two are...

A strong, indescribable sense of loss suddenly welled up in Shen Qinghan's heart.

It's like throwing away a piece of unparalleled jade, only to pick up a seemingly shiny but actually worthless shard of glass.

But this feeling was fleeting and was quickly suppressed by her strong sense of self-esteem.

"Oh, isn't this President Jiang?"

Gu Ziming was oblivious to Shen Qinghan's unusual behavior. He held his wine glass, walked up to Jiang Ye, looked down at him with a triumphant glint in his eyes.

"I thought you were too ashamed to come today. What's wrong? Hiding in a corner drinking alone? Is it because seeing Qinghan and me so happy makes you feel particularly bad?"

Gu Ziming smugly shook the champagne in his hand and deliberately pulled Shen Qinghan closer to him.

"But don't be too sad. After all, a woman as outstanding as Qinghan must have many admirers. It's a blessing that you were able to attend our engagement banquet and share in the joy."