The girl was dressed quite glamorously, but the disdainful expression on her face made people frown.
The man who spoke first gave Jiang Xin a contemptuous glance, oblivious to whether he was blocking the way. He must have been too nervous when he entered—truly a bumpkin.
Jiang Xin wasn’t exactly blocking the way, nor was he standing directly in the doorway. It was just that the man happened to want to walk in that direction, and being too lazy to go around, he expected Jiang Xin to clear the path on his own.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Xin was flustered and even bumped into soone. It was truly laughable.
The man was wearing a well-tailored suit, which at this ti was particularly pretentious and impressive, coupled with his decent appearance that caught the attention of quite a few won.
The man glanced at the screaming woman briefly with a hint of confusion in his eyes, as if he had seen her sowhere before. Although she was fair-skinned and looked nice, in terms of beauty, she was far inferior to the woman sitting on the sofa waiting.
The man had never seen such a beautiful woman before and couldn’t help but gaze at her a few more tis. She was dressed too simply—jeans and a white shirt—wasting such a wonderful figure and charm.
This kind of attire definitely wasn’t worn by a wealthy family’s daughter. She was likely a younger mber brought by a small family.
The man instantly had a guess; he glanced at the beautiful woman once more, possibly considering her as a potential conquest.
So small families are quite willing to offer him so beautiful younger mbers, exempting them from annual tributes—such a great option.
The man saw the beautiful woman turn her head to look at him and winked at her.
Beisitian was startled, having felt a gaze studying her earlier. When she looked up, she saw the sa man who had asked Jiang Xin to move aside was looking at her with ill intentions.
Beisitian’s gaze turned cold. If it were the man’s fault earlier, it could only be attributed to his arrogance. Jiang Xin had never been to such a place before, and his nervousness upon entering had naturally caused him to make way in a panicked manner.
Jiang Xin heard the woman’s words and was filled with sha, bowing his head, not daring to look up again.
Beisitian closed the brief she was holding and turned to see Tian Zhi walking over from behind Jiang Xin, putting a hand on his shoulder, peering at the woman.
"Big sis, who are you calling dirty?" Tian Zhi said with a smile.
Beisitian’s mouth twitched, thinking how Tian Zhi was exuding the exact vibe of Wei Zhongxun!
Won are inherently sensitive to titles, especially beautiful won. It’s unimaginable if a handso man calls them that.
The woman looked about twenty-three or twenty-four, a couple of years younger than Tian Zhi. Being called "big sis" by Tian Zhi made her face turn red with anger.
"Who are you calling big sis!"
Wei Zhongxun withdrew, and Tian Zhi straightened up, tilting his head to seriously look at the woman, "You can’t possibly think you’re younger than ."
The woman’s almond eyes widened with disbelief, "I am definitely younger than you. Even if I were older, you wouldn’t call ’big sis’! That’s so rude!"
Tian Zhi raised his eyebrows, "Oh, manners, huh? ’Big sis,’ you’re being polite when publicly calling my brother dirty?"
Everyone looked at Jiang Xin, whose jeans were quite clean, albeit washed out, and his canvas shoes looked new, as did his shirt—not dirty at all.
The jeans were Tian Zhi’s; because Jiang Xin was tall with long legs and couldn’t find pants that fit, he ended up wearing Tian Zhi’s.
The woman realized Tian Zhi was being deliberate, her fair face turning cold, and asked with a sneer, "Do you know who I am?"
Tian Zhi was actually quite annoyed with such questions, finding them aningless. Before apprenticing under Beisitian, he never ntioned he was from the Tian Family, thinking using Gu Ran brought many conveniences, but everything around him beca less genuine.
After becoming an apprentice, influenced by Beisitian, he never used the Qingyu School’s reputation to pressure people, knowing well how effective it was now.
Wei Zhongxun was the sa. He might seem carefree, but he never flaunted much except when it ca to wooing won, which wasn’t really sothing to boast about...
Tian Zhi shrugged, genuinely reluctant to answer such questions. "Who you are doesn’t concern at all!"
The woman, seeing Tian Zhi’s silence, assud he was afraid and stepped forward arrogantly, giving Jiang Xin a disdainful glance, then poked Tian Zhi’s chest with a fair finger.
"Listen carefully, my na is Guan Baoyun, and Guan Tongshan is my grandfather!"
Tian Zhi raised an eyebrow and asked, "Who is Guan Tongshan?"
Many present, originally intending to gasp at the ntion of Guan Tongshan’s na, were taken aback by Tian Zhi’s question, and couldn’t help but burst into laughter.
The originally tense and serious situation was made to seem trivial by Tian Zhi’s earnest question, filling the room with subtle laughter.
Guan Baoyun’s face turned exceedingly dark, glaring at Tian Zhi viciously, "Fine, good, you’re putting on a show, aren’t you? You’re quite bold! And you all! Don’t bother attending this banquet!" Saying that, she glared at Tian Zhi and Jiang Xin fiercely, then glanced at Beisitian, giving her a cold look before entering the elevator.
As the woman left, the chatter in the hall suddenly grew louder.
"That woman was actually Guan Tongshan’s granddaughter, no wonder she was so arrogant."
"Keep your voice down. This is the Association’s headquarters, be careful they hear you and report you to Guan Tongshan."
"Guan Tongshan is that permanent mber with nearly forty thousand points, right?"
"Isn’t he? The difference between one thousand points can an a significant gulf in experience, thods, and connections."
"Within the Association, Guan Tongshan is quite a figure. He’s said to be assisting with this banquet, and generally, the main person in charge of a banquet is a permanent director, while the assistant director is secondary. Although the work is cumberso, not just any permanent mber can be an assistant."
Hearing the chatter, Tian Zhi scratched his head, pondering whether he had really offended so significant person.
Jiang Mingzhong had arrived earlier; his gaze heavy as he looked at Guan Baoyun, seeing through her—he saw Guan Tongshan.
It was Guan Tongshan who had stolen everything from him!
That shaless man took over all he had, now blatantly living in the sunlight.
Tian Zhi noticed sothing seed off with Jiang Mingzhong, glanced at him, and Jiang Mingzhong slightly shook his head, indicating this wasn’t the place to talk.
Three or four years had passed, and most had beco unfamiliar faces, yet in this small hall, one didn’t expect to encounter anyone.
Just as Jiang Mingzhong thought this, a voice rang out.
"Uncle Jiang?"
Jiang Mingzhong was startled, turned around, only to find a man looking at him with slight confusion.
Tian Zhi was a bit surprised; wasn’t this the man who asked Jiang Xin to move aside?
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