Baby! Be good! Don't be afraid! Your husband isn't a wild animal!

"Isn't this too high-profile?" Gu Zhihua was a little unaccustomed to it.

"No, even if my wife wore a burlap sack, she would still be the brightest star in the room," he said earnestly.

"You have such a sweet tongue." Gu Zhihua was amused by him.

"I'm serious. When my wife appears, everyone else seems ordinary," he said, lowering his head to give her a light, fleeting kiss on the lips. "She's peach flavored, very sweet."

Gu Zhihua blushed instantly from his teasing. "Alright, it's time. Let's go."

"Okay." He took her hand and went downstairs.

Leng Yan had already parked a globally limited edition Rolls-Royce in front of the villa and was waiting.

This was the first time Gu Zhihua had ridden in such a luxurious car. She felt that Mo Yeting was being very high-profile tonight, whereas he was usually very low-key.

The two got into the car and headed to the Grandeur Hotel.

Today, Old Master Fu's birthday banquet is being held at his own seven-star hotel. The Fu family is the number one family in Kyoto, with extensive connections, and countless people have come to offer their congratulations.

Guests were required to have an invitation to enter, as attending the birthday banquet of the First Family's Old Master Fu was a good opportunity for them to get to know influential people.

The hotel was decorated in a festive style, with a large cake placed in the center of the lobby, bearing a large character for "longevity".

Guests arrived one after another, chatting happily in the banquet hall. Laughter and soft music mingled together, creating a lively atmosphere.

Socialites vie for attention at the banquet in haute couture gowns, while gentlemen discuss business and network.

The Song family entered the banquet hall, attracting the attention of many people.

Song Mianmian wore exquisite makeup and a light purple, globally limited edition dress with an off-the-shoulder design that revealed her shoulders. The dress featured a low-cut neckline, and she walked with elegant steps, arm in arm with Jiang Yao.

"Look, isn't that the female lead who's trending on social media? She really has a great figure."

"She's so promiscuous, I'm going to go over there later and ask for her WeChat. Sleeping with her wouldn't be bad."

"She has quite a few tricks up her sleeve, I'd like to try them too."

Several men were discussing these topics in hushed tones, while the other women were discussing something else entirely.

"The Song family's daughter has arrived."

"I heard she and Young Master Fu were betrothed since childhood, how lucky she is."

"Are you guys using 2G? Didn't you see her trending topic?"

"Huh? What gossip? I really haven't seen it."

"Her indecent photos and videos are still up there, go and see for yourself."

"Wow, it's true! So, isn't Young Master Fu completely cuckolded?"

Song Mianmian overheard the gossip of the women and looked at them, saying, "If you're spreading rumors, I'll sue you for defamation. Those are all things that others have framed me for. I've already called the police."

Several people were threatened by her and had no choice but to shut up.

Song Mianmian unconsciously clenched her skirt. Damn it, this is all Gu Zhihua's fault. She'll deal with that bitch after she's settled things with Fu Yanche.

"She's so fierce. I heard she's a fake heiress. The Song family's biological daughter has been found."

"I've heard about it too, but I've never seen the Song family take them out. Are they too ugly?"

"It's probably been lost as a kitten and spoiled while being raised outside."

"No wonder Song Mianmian is so arrogant. Even with the real heiress back, she can't keep a low profile."

"I do sympathize with that real heiress. If I had parents like that, I wouldn't acknowledge them."

The women only spoke after Song Mianmian had walked away.

Song Mianmian looked around for Fu Yanche and finally saw him chatting with a few people.

"Mom, I saw A-Che, I'm going to say hello." After she finished speaking, she walked straight towards Fu Yanche.

"Ah Che," she called out sweetly as she walked up behind Fu Yanche.

When Fu Yanche saw her, the smile on his face vanished instantly, and he replied with a single, indifferent word, "Mm."

"A-Che..."

Before she could finish speaking, a commotion broke out in the banquet hall.

"Look at that couple, aren't they so beautiful and handsome?"

"Whose daughter is this? She's so beautiful!"

"Who is that man? I've never seen him in the industry before. He's so handsome."

Song Mianmian also looked over. Gu Zhihua, what's she doing here? And she even brought that pretty boy with her. She has to admit, that man is really handsome.

Fu Yanche was immediately attracted to Gu Zhihua.

Her delicate, petite face was fair with a faint blush. She wore a light pink dress, and her smile was playful and lively, like that of a spoiled princess.

Seeing her walk in arm in arm with Mo Yeting, he felt inexplicably annoyed. Why did she bring this man along?

I'll just bear with it for now, and then everyone will know that she's his fiancée.

"Wow, her dress is actually the only one-of-a-kind 'Pink Angel' from the Sergei Haute Couture collection."

"Her jewelry is the 'Flower Language Lovers' set, and it's the only one of its kind."

"Who is this woman? How can she be so rich?"

"But I've never seen him in that circle."

Everyone was completely baffled and was trying to guess her identity.

Song Mianmian felt annoyed when she saw that Fu Yanche's eyes were practically glued to Gu Zhihua.

She reached out and took Fu Yanche's hand. "Ache, where is Grandpa? Let's go and wish him a happy birthday."

Fu Yanche snapped out of his daze and pulled his hand away. "I'm busy. Go by yourself."

After speaking, Fu Yanche walked towards Gu Zhihua, leaving Song Mianmian standing awkwardly in place, with everyone looking at her with strange eyes.

She was seething with hatred, but it's alright, everyone will know soon enough who the future Mrs. Fu is.

"You've come." Fu Yanche walked up to her.

"Hmm," Gu Zhihua replied calmly.

"Why are you here too? Did you beg Gu Zhihua to bring you here? Trying to curry favor with high society?" Fu Yanche said to Mo Yeting beside him, displeased.

"Fu Yanche, he's my husband. Is there a problem with him attending with me? If there is, we'll go back." Gu Zhihua said unhappily. Besides, did Mo Yeting need to curry favor with anyone?

Seeing the little woman stand up for him, Mo Yeting felt secretly pleased and gave Fu Yanche a provocative look.

"That's not what I meant. Forget I said anything. Don't be angry." He held back. He couldn't afford to drive Gu Zhihua away now. What husband? He wouldn't be one in a moment.

"Young Master Fu, why don't you go and greet the others first? We won't disturb you any longer." Mo Yeting pulled Gu Zhihua away.

When Song Mianmian saw a familiar person walk into the banquet hall, a sinister smile appeared on her face.

Well, Gu Zhihua, you've delivered yourself right to my doorstep. I was hoping to give you a few more good days, but it seems you're really shameless to have walked right into my trap.

She walked over. "Young Master Zhou, it's been a long time."

Zhou Yu smiled when he saw her. "Miss Song, you're getting more and more beautiful."

"Young Master Zhou, that woman over there is much prettier than me. I wonder if you're interested?" Song Mianmian gestured for him to look over.

Zhou Yu is a notorious playboy who never has too many women and never refuses any of them.

Zhou Yu almost drooled when he saw Gu Zhihua. "Wow, where did such a beautiful woman come from?"