Beijing Colors Lingering

A few days later, it was Saturday night.

The charity auction gala, hosted by the Huaheng Charity Foundation, was held at the Mingyi Hotel, a subsidiary of the Huaheng Group. It invited celebrities, dignitaries, and industry elites from all walks of life, but refused entry to the banquet hall to all media reporters.

At the grand entrance of the opulent hotel, luxury cars pulled up one after another, and a group of media reporters were firmly blocked by several bodyguards and hotel security personnel, so they could only take some inconspicuous photos.

Next, guests dressed in splendid attire entered the hall one after another.

The banquet hall was brightly lit, with soft and melodious music playing, and colorful gold decorations catching the eye.

A huge, magnificent crystal chandelier hung from the ceiling, gleaming and illuminating the entire hall.

The meticulously arranged table was laden with a variety of delicious dishes, and the silver cutlery and exquisite porcelain gleamed brilliantly.

Amidst the clinking of glasses and lively conversation, a commotion arose at the entrance of the banquet hall, drawing the attention of everyone present. A handsome man and a beautiful woman walked in.

Zhou Yancong wore a complete handmade European-style suit in a calm and understated black fabric.

The well-fitting and meticulously tailored cut perfectly accentuated his robust and tall physique, exuding an understated sense of luxury, as straight as a pine tree.

His suit jacket was casually open, revealing a dark gray vest and a white shirt underneath, exuding a sense of nobility mixed with a touch of unruliness and casualness.

The exquisite diamond cufflinks shimmered under the light, and a champagne-colored tie with a stylish black pattern was tied at the collar of his white shirt, perfectly showcasing his taste and demeanor.

The tailored, long, and crisp suit trousers were paired with a pair of handcrafted leather shoes with a soft, subtle sheen.

Shen Jinsui stood next to Zhou Yancong, her beautiful and bright features adorned with exquisite makeup, her skin fair and translucent, as delicate and flawless as the first snow.

She wore a champagne-colored haute couture gown that showed off her graceful and slender figure, with curves in all the right places, sculpted shoulders, and a soft, delicate waist that seemed almost too delicate to be grasped.

Her flowing, light skirt swayed with her movements, shimmering with a pearly sheen under the lights.

Her long, black, wavy hair, resembling seaweed, was meticulously styled and flowed lazily down her chest, shimmering with a healthy glow.

A pure-colored Trappitz emerald necklace adorned her slender, fair neck, its color resembling a pool of clear water, radiating a mysterious and profound glow.

Diamond tassel earrings dangled from her earlobes, reflecting a dazzling brilliance.

Some of the guests present had attended Shen Jinsui's birthday party, so many recognized the two immediately. They tried to approach them for a chat, but were stopped in time by the bodyguards standing to the side.

When Shen Jinsui saw He Zhenzhen and Qiao Yunshu, she shook off Zhou Yancong's hand and walked towards them.

Zhou Yancong wanted to walk quietly behind Shen Jinsui, but she glared at him, signaling him not to follow.

The next moment, a hint of embarrassment flashed across Zhou Yancong's face, and he immediately stopped in his tracks.

Cheng Yu and Ye Jinwen, who had just walked in, saw this scene and came to his side.

Cheng Yu looked at Zhou Yancong and asked in a low voice, "Did you make Sui Sui angry again?"

He Sinian asked him curiously, "Did you two have another fight?"

Xu Tingzhou chimed in, "You two only got engaged last month and you're already having a fight?"

Ye Jinwen raised an eyebrow and joked, "You're still inexperienced in your first relationship, and you always make your girlfriend angry."

Qi Minglang scoffed and glanced at Ye Jinwen. "Then he should ask you for advice, since you have the most ex-girlfriends."

"You talk too much." Ye Jinwen said, then punched Qi Minglang on the shoulder with his fist.

"Just telling the truth." Qi Minglang calmly pushed his hand away.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yancong glanced at the group, his expression indifferent, and said coldly, "Mind your own business."

On the other side, He Zhenzhen and Qiao Yunshu saw Shen Jinsui abandon Zhou Yancong and walk towards them, and noticed the changes in their actions and expressions. The two immediately realized that something was unusual.

Qiao Yunshu asked in confusion, "Did you two have a fight?"

He Zhenzhen noticed that Shen Jinsui's expression was a little unhappy, and hesitated before speaking: "Zhou Yancong did something to wrong you?"

"No, we just had a little argument." Shen Jinsui shook her head and smiled helplessly.

Seeing that she was unwilling to talk about it, He Zhenzhen and Qiao Yunshu stopped discussing the topic.

The auction had not officially started yet, and the three of them headed towards the private box next to the hall.

Zhou Yancong had been keeping an eye on Shen Jinsui, and when he saw them walking towards the private room, he immediately followed them.

Xu Tingzhou glanced at Zhou Yancong's figure and smiled teasingly: "I didn't expect Zhou Yancong to be such a love-struck fool."

He Sinian: "Men in love are indeed different."

Cheng Yu calmly said, "That's because his girlfriend is my sister."

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At this moment, Shen Jinsui and his two companions had only taken a few steps when a strange man blocked their way.

The man's gaze fell on Shen Jinsui, and he smiled gently, stating his purpose directly: "Hello, Miss. If you don't have a male companion, we can look at the auction items together later."

The guests attending today's charity gala are all wealthy and influential, and the man standing in front of them is sincere and his tone is not sarcastic.

He Zhenzhen and Qiao Yunshu exchanged a glance, communicating with their eyes.

Is this man trying to steal my girlfriend?

Will a chaotic scene unfold in a little while?

Shen Jinsui frowned slightly, and just as she was about to speak, a large hand wrapped around her shoulder, and she felt a familiar warm breath.

Zhou Yancong held Shen Jinsui tightly, slowly lifting his eyelids to stare at the man, his eyes dark and deep, as if brewing a storm.

"I am her fiancé."

A deep, calm voice rang out, containing an almost imperceptible chill, and an undisguised possessiveness surging within its tone.

Although the stranger did not recognize Zhou Yancong's identity, he could guess that the person in front of him held a high position and that he certainly could not provoke him.

Soon, the two bodyguards escorted the stranger away.

Seeing this, He Zhenzhen and Qiao Yunshu wisely left.

Seeing that they had all left, Zhou Yancong's expression softened instantly, and he said softly, "Baby, don't be angry."

"I'm not angry." Shen Jinsui pushed his arm away and walked forward.

Zhou Yancong silently followed behind her and entered the private room with her.

Shen Jinsui didn't want to talk to Zhou Yancong and sat down on the sofa in silence.

Zhou Yancong walked up to Shen Jinsui, slowly squatted down, and placed his hands on her knees.

Zhou Yancong looked up at Shen Jinsui with a humble posture and deep, affectionate eyes.

He then spoke softly, his tone affectionate: "Baby, I was wrong."

Shen Jinsui lowered her head slightly, pursed her lips, hesitated for a long time, and then parted her red lips slightly: "If you really think I'm annoying, I won't care about you anymore."