Quick Transmigration: After Becoming the Male Lead’s White Moonlight, I Realized

The car slowly drove into a luxurious manor, the iron gates slowly opened on both sides, and the wheels rolled over the stones on the ground, making a slight rustling sound.

As the car stopped, Jiang Wan took a deep breath and pushed open the door.

She subconsciously looked at Fu Jinyan beside her, as if she was back to the time when she attended a banquet with her father. She naturally reached out her hand and gently held his arm.

She silently encouraged herself in her heart. She had attended many banquets before, so this time she must appear relaxed and at ease, and must not lose face for Marshal Fu.

However, Jiang Wan did not notice that Fu Jinyan's body beside her suddenly stiffened.

Fu Jinyan looked at the slender jade hand on his arm, and a hint of discomfort flashed in his eyes.

It was the first time for him to be so close to a woman, and he was a little overwhelmed for a moment.

Jiang Wan only then noticed his abnormality and hesitated before asking softly, "Marshal, what's wrong with you?"

Fu Jinyan came back to his senses in an instant, and said as if nothing had happened, "It's okay, let's go."

Jiang Wan nodded and didn't think any more about it.

But as soon as she stepped into the banquet hall, Jiang Wan's hand, which was holding the man's arm, suddenly froze.

Everyone in the hall looked towards her at once, and those gazes seemed to carry real weight, focusing directly on her.

Everyone just glanced at Fu Jinyan quickly. After all, they didn't dare to look at him for too long because of the Marshal's majesty.

Jiang Wan really didn't expect that there would be so many people gathered there.

At this moment, these gazes made her so nervous that she didn't know how to take the next step.

Fu Jinyan's gaze was like a cold blade, quickly sweeping across those people. Those people seemed to be frightened by an invisible force and immediately withdrew their gazes.

Seeing this, Jiang Wan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that not everyone can become Marshal Fu's female companion, and one must have strong mental qualities to do so.

On the other side, Fang Qi and the others were so stunned when they saw this scene that their eyes widened.

My mind was full of doubts. Who is this woman?

She could actually hold their brother Fu’s arm so intimately.

When did such a beautiful woman appear beside Brother Fu?

Several people looked at each other, and saw surprise in each other's eyes.

Fu Jinyan saw Fang Qi and the others and whispered to Jiang Wan, "I have some friends over there. Do you want to go over and meet them?"

Jiang Wan looked in the direction he pointed and saw several people staring at her in amazement, which made her feel a little nervous.

Why do all of Dashuai's friends look so weird?

But since Fu Jinyan had asked, there was no reason for her to refuse, so she quickly nodded and agreed: "Okay, I also want to meet the Marshal's friend."

Fang Qi and the others came to their senses when they saw Fu Jinyan and Jiang Wan walking towards them.

Su Hexu's attention was immediately attracted by Jiang Wan, and he was stunned for a moment.

She was wearing a simple turquoise dress, the color was as fresh as the green mountains and clear waters in spring, and there was a faint smile on the corner of her mouth.

Only two words popped up in Su Hexu's mind instantly: So beautiful!

If Brother Fu hadn't brought her here, he would definitely have tried every possible means to get to know such a girl.

But at this moment, he didn't dare and couldn't have such thoughts.

"Jinyan, who is this?"

Fang Qi could probably guess Jiang Wan's identity. After all, there were very few women around Fu Jinyan, and the only person around him that she had never seen was the lady from Liuzhou.

Then, Fu Jinyan introduced: "This is the daughter of Commander Jiang Chongshan."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Wan smiled politely and nodded, saying, "Hello everyone, my name is Jiang Wan."

Several people nodded in response.

"Liuzhou?" Su Hexu couldn't help but murmur. Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, he raised his head and screamed, "Jiang Wan?"

His voice was sharp and a little cracked, instantly attracting the attention of several people around him.

Jiang Wan also looked at him with confusion, not understanding why this person reacted so strongly to his name.

Su Hexu realized that he had lost his composure, and quickly waved his hands, explaining with a dry laugh, "No, nothing."

He couldn't help but look at Jiang Wan again, wondering in his heart, is this Miss Jiang from Liuzhou?

The one who lives in Brother Fu’s house?

Thinking of the thoughts he had had before, he wanted to beat himself up.

How is this ugly?

When he thought about having such thoughts and looked at the gentle Jiang Wan in front of him, he couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

Several people's eyes moved back and forth between Fu Jinyan and Jiang Wan, still full of confusion.

Brother Fu and Miss Jiang have only known each other for a few days, how come they are so familiar with each other?

Although Jiang Wan looked generous and decent on the surface, no one except Fu Jinyan knew that she was actually very nervous inside.

The reason why Fu Jinyan was able to notice it was because Jiang Wan's hand around his arm had obviously tightened.

At this moment, she was so close to him that he could even smell the faint scent of lilac emanating from her body. That elegant fragrance made him feel inexplicably at peace.

At this moment, a nonchalant voice suddenly rang out. "Hey, Marshal Fu is here! You've kept me waiting for so long."

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a young man staggering towards them.

He was wearing a well-tailored yet deliberately wrinkled suit, and his crooked bow tie looked like a leaf that could fall in the wind at any moment, swaying precariously.

His hair was smeared with hair oil, and a few strands of hair hung unruly on his forehead, and his whole body exuded a sense of cynicism.

His gaze was fixed on Fu Jinyan.

Fu Jinyan raised his indifferent eyes and said calmly, "Young Master Zhang."

When Zhang Sihai heard his words, he paused and a hint of gloom flashed in his eyes, but he quickly concealed it.

He raised his head again and sneered, "I'm not worthy of being called Young Master by Marshal Fu. After all, when you were my tutor at the Zhang Mansion, you never even called me Young Master."

His eyes were full of arrogance, and his words were filled with hostility towards Fu Jinyan.

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire hall suddenly became eerily quiet, as if the air had frozen.

Some people looked at Zhang Sihai in disbelief, wondering in their hearts, is Zhang Sihai crazy?

Even though Director Zhang had done Marshal Fu a favor in the past, things are different now. Marshal Fu is now a powerful figure in Linjin City.

Now he dares to bring this matter up. Isn't he afraid that Marshal Fu will shoot him in anger?

Or is it that Zhang Sihai is a man who is fearless?

Even Fang Qi and the others standing by turned gloomy in an instant.

Fang Qi was the first to speak up and said, "Young Master Zhang, don't take advantage of your position as Supervisor Zhang and do whatever you want. Sometimes, words can really cause disaster."

Zhang Sihai sneered disdainfully: "Am I afraid of you?"

At this moment, there was no fear in his eyes, but instead a hint of jealousy.

In his heart, he even looked down on Fu Jinyan, so how could he be afraid of the people around Fu Jinyan? In his eyes, Fang Qi was just a dog beside Fu Jinyan.

Zhang Sihai's arrogant attitude completely infuriated Su Hexu. Su Hexu cursed directly, "You bastard, what are you talking about?"

As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves, looking as if he was about to rush up and fight Zhang Sihai.

Fu Jinyan was quick-witted and quick-handed. He stretched out his hand and stood in front of him steadily.

Fu Jinyan slowly raised his head. This was the first time he looked at Zhang Sihai carefully.

She just stared at him quietly, her eyes calm without a trace of emotion, yet cold without a trace of warmth.

Zhang Sihai was frightened by his gaze, but he was unwilling to give in, so he straightened his back.

Just as Fu Jinyan frowned and was about to speak, a deep and imposing voice came from one side of the hall.

"Bastard!"