The two of them returned ho. Just as Xu Xiaoya’s car stopped at the entrance of their residential complex, Yan Xixi’s phone rang. It was Huang Xiaojue on the line. "Xixi, are you free right now?"
"Yes, I am."
"Great. Can you accompany sowhere?"
"Where to?"
"I’ll co pick you up. I’ll be at your complex in five minutes."
Xu Xiaoya took the hint, saying cheerfully, "I won’t be the third wheel then. I’ll head back first."
Yan Xixi waited at the entrance, and soon Huang Xiaojue arrived. As she climbed into the car, she noticed that Huang Xiaojue was wearing formal attire. She was slightly surprised. "Xiaojue, where are we heading?"
"There’s a cocktail party. You’re to accompany for so networking."
Yan Xixi was startled and felt inexplicably nervous. She had never been to such an occasion and didn’t like the idea of it either. She stamred, "I... I don’t have anything suitable to wear for an occasion like that..."
Huang Xiaojue laughed, glancing towards the back seat. Following his gaze, Yan Xixi saw a very beautiful box.
"I’ve already prepared a gown for you. Once we arrive, you can change into it in the dressing room."
She was still anxious. "I’ve never been to this sort of event... Xiaojue, I’m afraid I might embarrass you..."
He laughed. "What are you afraid of? I’m here with you. Besides, you’ll need to accompany to these things more often in the future. You’ll get used to it."
She took a deep breath, still feeling a bit uneasy.
It was a club, not the boring auction dinner she had imagined. It appeared to be a gathering for people in the financial sector, attended exclusively by promising young talents who all looked very proper and driven.
Yan Xixi changed into the evening gown in a dressing room. Looking at herself in the mirror, the gown’s style and cut were excellent, giving her a dignified and poised appearance. However, the unease in her heart intensified.
When she ca out, Huang Xiaojue was already waiting. His eyes lit up the mont he saw her, and he praised her in a low voice, "Xixi, you look beautiful."
She smiled too, and with that smile, her nervousness eased considerably.
The cocktail party was quite relaxed, and the atmosphere was harmonious. Yan Xixi simply linked her arm with Huang Xiaojue’s, smiling and nodding. It wasn’t as difficult as she had anticipated.
While Huang Xiaojue was engaged in conversation with so acquaintances, Yan Xixi took the opportunity to use the restroom. As she returned and had taken only a few steps, a hand suddenly landed on her shoulder from behind.
She whirled around, her face instantly turning deathly pale.
Standing before her was a short, stout man, staring at her fixedly, his eyes gleaming. "Beauty, I’ve finally found you..."
Her mind instantly recalled the sleazy man—he was the short, stout man she had encountered when Wan Donglin had taken her to the "Exchange Despair Club." That day, she had personally overheard this stout man offering Wan Donglin generous terms to exchange for her. This was why she had disguised herself as a cleaning lady and fled that very night.
She never thought she would actually et him here again.
She instinctively glanced towards Huang Xiaojue, but he was in the midst of the crowd and hadn’t noticed what was happening here at all. Her heart sank, and she instinctively wanted to flee—to get out of there imdiately, before Xiaojue could discover this scene.
The stout man’s gaze was fixed on her chest. "Beauty, did you co with Third Young Master? Why haven’t I seen Third Young Master?"
He looked around. "That’s not right. Logically, Third Young Master wouldn’t co here... Beauty, who did you co with? Who did Third Young Master give you to later?"
Yan Xixi was panic-stricken and turned to flee.
How could he let this chance go? He stepped forward and blocked her path, his lecherous hand shalessly reaching for her snow-white shoulder. "Beauty, don’t be in such a hurry to leave. I’ve missed you for so long..."
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