"Yes, she—" Zhuang Haoran strained his thoughts and finally saw Gu Nuan and another woman beside her, dressed so formally in business attire, wondering what it was all for.
Luca imdiately understood as well, "They must be here to participate in the competition, right?"
"It seems so." Zhuang Haoran said with furrowed brows.
Luca was even more astonished, turned his head in disbelief, and asked, "If she’s entering the competition and you’re also in it, doesn’t that an you’re competitors, not her coming to cheer for you?"
If Yebai, the little guy, saw this, he’d certainly be clutching his stomach and fainting with laughter: Darling, you’re aweso, without even lifting a finger, you’ve already tortured my rival like this.
Zhuang Haoran suddenly felt like he was about to collapse.
But thinking back, it seed her character was always like this, with work being the priority. Hence, no matter what hints he dropped during their previous interactions, she seed completely blind and unaware, it was all about work.
Luca could only spread his hands, "What now? Are you going to explain to her, or do you plan on withdrawing from the competition? That’s not acceptable, you know, Haoran, once you enter the competition, you absolutely cannot back out. It would damage our manor’s brand."
"I’m aware, Luca, you needn’t worry about that," Zhuang Haoran said, as if having thought it through, and looked up.
Gu Nuan also caught sight of Zhuang Haoran from within the crowd.
In her eyes, the wealthy tycoon was as always beset with gold and silver adornnts, so she was not surprised in the least.
Like that little guy at her house, when he truly dressed up, he was so exaggerated, invariably drawing attention.
In her gaze, there was no sign of any ripples, and Zhuang Haoran suddenly felt a chill: The image he took two days to cultivate was seemingly of no use to her at all.
Luca, who also noticed, mused, "She’s not an ordinary woman, Haoran, definitely not."
Zhong Qiaohui, following beside Gu Nuan, could tell at a glance the expectant look in the eyes of the gentleman opposite towards her little sister Gu Nuan.
"Does he have feelings for you?" Zhong Qiaohui said.
Gu Nuan, recalling the conversation on the plane, where soone had used the past tense, dismissed the thought, "He’s very rich, and many won are after him."
"No, I an, does he know you’re married?"
"He does."
Gu Nuan held back from ntioning the foolish things Yebai had done on the plane.
Zhong Qiaohui didn’t need her to say it, she could already imagine it, because Yebai was the kind of dog who loved to stick to his wife, how could he tolerate the presence of a love rival.
"Soone is about to be in trouble."
Gu Nuan questioned Zhong Qiaohui’s sudden muttered words.
When Zhan Dapeng finished parking the car, the three of them, led by Gu Nuan, approached Zhuang Haoran.
Zhan Dapeng was tall and strong; his appearance alone made it clear he practiced martial arts.
Zhuang Haoran and Luca exchanged glances at the sight.
"May we enter now, Mr. Zhuang?" Zhan Dapeng said, showing off shark-like white teeth to Zhuang Haoran on behalf of his brother Yebai.
Zhuang Haoran did not speak.
Luca quickly nodded, "Yes, please co in." Saying this, he took the lead with Zhuang Haoran in tow.
Zhuang Haoran didn’t get a chance to speak a word to Gu Nuan.
Zhan Dapeng, looking at Zhuang Haoran’s ticulously dressed suit from behind, said in front of Gu Nuan as if it were accidental, "In that white suit, he doesn’t compare to the second brother—"
Yebai also liked wearing white, which Gu Nuan was aware of.
Without a second thought, Gu Nuan replied, "In a white suit, who could surpass your second brother?"
Gu Jinrong’s original intent was that in terms of dress and flamboyant performance, no one could beat their little guy.
Zhan Dapeng grinned, tapping his chin, "The second brother would be over the moon if he heard sister-in-law say that."
The little guy, satisfied with just a lollipop, was enough for him.
Suddenly, Gu Nuan realized just how good she had it with her easily pleased husband—where else could one find such a husband?
The group proceeded through security and walked into the main hall.
The competitors were all arranged in one area for preparations. Each contestant had to bring everything they needed, including ingredients and tools.
Gu Nuan helped Zhong Qiaohui with her preparations.
When soone suddenly announced the arrival of the judges, Zhong Qiaohui looked up. Then, she tugged at Gu Nuan’s clothes firmly, "Take a look, is that soone familiar?"
Gu Nuan, hearing the urgency in her voice, felt a sudden pang of anxiety, knowing there must be an unexpected incident.
An unexpected event they did not anticipate occurred.
The Zhao Family had done so research on the judges of the competition beforehand. Word was that they were locals, universally recognized as fairly neutral. Occasionally, the hosts would invite so international judges at the last minute to enhance the dostic and international impact of the competition.
In such circumstances, the Zhao Family, even through their connections, could not determine the full panel of judges. But both the Zhao Family and Gu Nuan figured that since Zhong Qiaohui was competing, and the Zhao Family mbers weren’t coming, these locals wouldn’t know Zhong Qiaohui and Gu Nuan; therefore, there wouldn’t be a problem.
The worst scenario would be a sudden encounter with so international friends. However, both Gu Nuan and Zhong Qiaohui were newcors to the scene and not widely recognized, so they also assud it wouldn’t be a big issue.
But what no one expected was for Yang Zhilin to suddenly appear there.
The words of her father-in-law echoing in Gu Nuan’s mind, "The competition continues," seed to resonate.
The old crocodile king was, after all, an old crocodile king.
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