Report to the president, the lady doesn't want you anymore

Three days later, professional stylists and makeup artists came to the manor.

They brought more than a dozen dresses for Gu Yan to choose from.

The Huo family specially invited He Li.

"Ms. Gu, these are Master Li Zhen's new products this season. Please take a look and see which one you like best."

Looking at these luxurious dresses in front of her, Gu Yan chose the simplest one. She didn't know who the protagonist of today would be, but it was always right not to overshadow the main character.

"Ms. Gu, leave the rest of the time to us. We will make sure you dazzle tonight."

After all the hassle, it was already seven o'clock in the evening. Gu Yan had a good appearance to begin with, and this outfit made her look even better. However, today she deliberately asked someone to make her look inconspicuous.

But this still cannot resist Gu Yan's brilliance. Some people would think that it was haute couture even if she was wearing linen.

A Da drove Gu Yan to the destination. Today was the Huo family's private banquet. Only He Li attended the banquet, and Gu Yan was captured by He Li.

After getting off the car, Gu Yan found the private room reserved by Huo Shucheng under the guidance of the doorman.

When Gu Yan entered, she noticed that the atmosphere in the box was a little unusual.

Sitting next to He Li was Huo Bingci, who looked unhappy. She was dressed too ladylike today, not like her usual self.

Opposite Huo Bingci was Huo Shucheng, and sitting next to Huo Shucheng was a man with a kind look.

However, the first time he saw Gu Yan, he was so shocked that he dropped the chopsticks in his hand.

"A Nian."

Just now, Huo Jin mistook Gu Yan for his deceased wife Liu Niannian.

Huo Shucheng immediately explained: "I'm sorry, my father recognized the wrong person. Miss Gu, please come in."

Gu Yan's outfit today was very similar to the one she wore when Huo Jin and Liu Niannian first met. She wore the same simple cheongsam and had her hair tied up in a bun, but there was a hint of heroism in Gu Yan's eyes and eyebrows.

It was only then that He Li realized that something was wrong. The last time Huo Shucheng looked at Gu Yan, his expression was not right, but he did not expect the truth to be like this.

After Gu Yan sat down, He Li made her a cup of tea and said, "I was busy just now, so I didn't go to pick you up."

This seemed like an explanation to Gu Yan, but Gu Yan just smiled and didn't respond.

Huo Jin looked at Gu Yan very seriously. There was no discomfort in his eyes. It was more like the care and concern of an elder looking at a younger one.

"I just heard Xiaoci mention Miss Gu. You are from Qingcheng, right? Are your parents still alive?"

Huo Jin's words were actually a bit offensive, after all, it was the first time they met.

Although Gu Yan also felt strange, she still answered the other party's question respectfully: "Well, I grew up in Qingcheng since I was a child, and my mother is still alive."

After getting Gu Yan's answer, Huo Jin's face was obviously disappointed. He seemed to hope that Gu Yan was an orphan.

Huo Bingci, who was standing by, noticed his father's misstep and immediately spoke up: "Dad, look at the questions you're asking. Drink three cups of wine! Gu Yan is my best friend now. She and Mr. He are a perfect match. You and your brother should stop messing around with each other."

It turned out that today's appointment was a blind date, so He Li knew about it early on, and then asked Gu Yan to come over and make his position clear.

Huo Jin dotes on his little daughter very much. In his heart, he must find a man for her who is absolutely worthy of her reliance. He Li is his favorite candidate.

Although Gu Yan is a good girl, she is definitely not comparable to his own daughter.

"Don't talk nonsense, little kid. Miss Gu is just Mr. He's secretary. Mr. He is so young and must have chosen his future partner very carefully."

Such a simple sentence seemed to nail Gu Yan to the pillar of shame, even though she hadn't done anything.