C114 (1/2)

”Crack!” ”Ka-cha!”

Jiang Jia's cold thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the shutter. A blinding light flashed in front of his eyes and then instantly extinguished.

As the engagement banquet reached its climax, the reporters who had been hiding in the surroundings of the banquet hall crowded around, the sound of the shutter rang out one after another, the flashing lights made Jiang Jia's cold eyes slightly narrow, and those who wanted to glance around were blocked by the reporters in front of them.

As the most powerful company in the city, Jiang Xiushan's wedding was the focus of attention. In addition, Ji Mingzhen was a public figure with a large number of fans, so naturally, their engagement party was the center of attention. The reporters obviously wouldn't miss this piece of news, as Ji Mingzhen didn't miss the news that Jiang Xihan was her fiancé.

”Miss Ji Mingzhen, may I ask how you and Mr. Jiang Xianhan met?”

”Mr. Jiang Jia Han, is the date of your wedding set?”

The smile on his face had also disappeared, and he was staring expressionlessly down at the reporters below the stage. He was intimidated by Jiang Xianxian's cold gaze, and the voice that asked the questions gradually weakened, the shutter sounds, the flashing lights all stopped, and the banquet hall suddenly fell into a strange silence, only leaving the pianist playing the ”dream wedding” sound, which seemed to be a kind of silent ridicule.

”Xuan Han's body suddenly doesn't feel very well. If anyone has any questions for us, they can ask me and Zhen Zhen Zhen, Lu Banquet, and bring Xuan Han to rest!”

His mother hurriedly went up onto the stage to smooth things over, and with a fitting smile on her face, she said without leaking any water. Her eyes swept across Jiang Jia without leaving a trace, and she waved her hand to have Lu Dining bring Jiang Jia off the stage.

”Has An Ning arrived?”

He sat down in an empty corner, poured himself a glass of champagne and held his head up to dry.

The ice-cold liquor slid down his throat, yet brought a peculiar heat to his stomach. The two distinct senses intertwined, yet it was a good way to ease Jiang Li's cold and irritable mood.

”...” ”No.”

Lu Xin remained silent for a moment. He had been observing from the banquet hall, but he didn't know whether An Ning had not come or if she had left very quickly. From start to finish, he hadn't been able to find any trace of An Ning.

Jiang Xiushan's restlessness returned, and he wished that he could ruthlessly smash the wine cup in his hand onto the ground. Not far away on the stage, Ji Mingzhen's charming laughter could be heard, Jiang Xihan was sitting in a slightly dark corner, his eyes gloomy and indecisive.

Another glass of champagne filled his stomach. Only when the wine had slid down his throat and was about to explode could he ease his mood a little. He felt like a huge barrel of gunpowder that had been ignited by the news that he would not be able to settle down.

However, along with his anger came a deep sense of helplessness and disappointment. Before Lu Fang said that An Ning hadn't come, God only knew how much Jiang Li had hoped to see An Ning. Seeing her suddenly charge out and stop him from getting engaged to Ji Mingzhen.

But An Ning didn't. An Ning didn't even come. Jiang Jia smashed her fist against the transparent glass table, causing the cups on the table to slightly tremble in response to her movements.

When he let go of his fist, a red swelling appeared on Jiang Jia's cold hand, but Jiang Chi didn't seem to notice at all. Although his whole body was emitting a low pressure, but his expression was calm, just that the black storm in his eyes was revealing his emotions.

Slowly, he poured himself a cup of wine. Jiang Jia lowered her eyes and quietly drank, one cup after another. Soon, her originally clear and bright eyes started to show signs of drunkenness.

”Young master Jiang, why are you hiding here by yourself?”

Suddenly, someone patted Jiang Jia's cold shoulder and said. It was obvious that he was a bit drunk. He spoke with his tongue hanging out, and his steps were a bit shaky.