Reborn and fleeing for his life, he unexpectedly knocks on the door of the prince of Beijing's

"You...how did you get here?" Wen Shengsheng stammered.

"The concert deal is almost finalized, so I came to listen," Li Chuan said, a little embarrassed.

As soon as Li Chuan finished speaking, Wen Shengsheng's phone, which had been quiet, rang again. That period was like a soul-locking ring, determined to trap her.

Wen Shengsheng was extremely embarrassed and dared not look Xi Yu in the eye.

She quickly hung up the phone and then took Li Chuan's arm.

"I'll go with you to listen to it." She said apologetically to Lu Jie and Ba Wen, "This is my boyfriend, I'll go up with him to sit for a while."

Then he pulled Li Chuan and quickly walked upstairs to the Mountain Residence Hall.

When the two arrived at the entrance of the Mountain Retreat Hall on the second floor, Gong Xiaochen was standing at the door of the private room. His black suit and black trousers accentuated his cold and capable demeanor, and coupled with his taut handsome face, he exuded an aura that kept strangers at bay.

"Young Master Gong!" Li Chuan strode towards him.

He was still holding his phone, and when his sharp gaze swept over, he first saw Wen Shengsheng.

"It's really not easy for such a busy person to come."

"No rush, no rush." ​​Li Chuan thought he was being referred to, and quickly replied, "I only just received the news myself, otherwise I would have come over already."

As he spoke, he pulled Wen Shengsheng over, "Shengsheng happened to be downstairs too. She wanted to hear it as well, and also to thank Young Master Gong for his help, so she came up with me."

“I…” A blush instantly spread across Wen Shengsheng’s originally pale face.

"If you want to thank me, you'll have to show some sincerity." Gong Xiaochen smiled slightly. "Come in."

This is a very large private room. At the head of the large table for eighteen people sits an elderly man with white hair. To the left of the elderly man are Gong Xiaochen, Ruth, Li Chuan, and Wen Shengsheng.

There were about three or four people sitting on the right, who seemed to be some of Gong Xiaochen's cousins.

This was a family dinner, and the conversation was mostly about everyday matters. The old man was named Gong Zekai, a distant uncle of Gong Xiaochen. He used to be a high-ranking official in the Ministry of Culture, but he has now retired.

But his network of connections is still quite impressive; he's the one who handled Ruth's concert.

After listening for a while, Wen Shengsheng found it quite boring. They were all from the Gong family, and they were all talking about the Gong family. Even Ruth couldn't get a word in edgewise.

Why did Gong Xiaochen call her over?

Just as Wen Shengsheng was about to find an excuse to leave, the door to the private room was suddenly opened from the outside.

Su Yun led in a sophisticated woman wearing a camel-colored coat.

"Uncle." The two walked straight up to Gong Zekai and greeted him respectfully.

Then he greeted everyone in turn.

Su Yun and Gong Xiaochen are half-brothers, so it's inevitable that they share some common relatives.

But Wen Shengsheng's gaze remained fixed on that woman.

It was a face that resembled her by about 60%.

Wen Shengsheng's appearance is pure and refined, yet also carries a touch of stubbornness and slenderness.

This woman was born with a gentle face, and her fair skin was as delicate and smooth as mutton fat jade, with a faint luster.

Her eyebrows were delicate and natural, like willow branches dancing in the spring breeze. When they were slightly furrowed, they seemed to hide a faint trace of sorrow, making her look charming and touching.

The moment she walked in, she became the center of attention.

Everyone, including Gong Xiaochen, unconsciously looked at her.

"Zhiwei, it's been so long since I've seen you," Gong Zekai said affectionately from the seat of honor.

“It has indeed been a long time since we last met. I miss Uncle too.” Xu Zhiwei smiled faintly and glanced at Gong Xiaochen.

Gong Xiaochen's cold and resolute gaze softened for the first time, and the ice and snow on his body seemed to melt away in an instant, bringing with it a spring breeze.

Knowing the subtle, knowing the subtle...

Sure enough it was her.

It was as if a giant hand had suddenly gripped Wen Shengsheng's heart, making it impossible for her to breathe.

She wouldn't mistake that voice.

That's the voice I heard through the microphone when I was talking to Gong Xiaochen.

Seeing Wen Shengsheng there, Su Yun's expression became a little awkward. He quickly said, "We were having dinner in the next private room. We knew Uncle was here, so we came over to say hello and see you."

"Xiaoyun is so filial, don't worry, I'm doing just fine."

“It’s only right to be filial.” Xu Zhiwei smiled and then turned her gaze to Wen Shengsheng and the others. “I haven’t met these people before, have I?”

Gong Xiaochen: "I've come to talk to my uncle about something, and I've brought a few friends with me."

This nonchalant tone instantly enveloped Wen Shengsheng in a layer of icy mist, chilling her from head to toe.

Ruth and Li Chuan stood up to greet and chat with Xu Zhiwei, but Wen Shengsheng remained seated, motionless.

After chatting for a couple more minutes, Su Yun prepared to leave with Xu Zhiwei.

“Xiao Chen.” One of the cousins ​​sitting at the head of the table immediately raised an eyebrow at Gong Xiao Chen, “What are you pretending to be so reserved for? Hurry up and see him off, it’s been so long.”

Xu Zhiwei seemed to want to avoid suspicion, but the blush on her face was hard to hide.

Wen Shengsheng didn't have the courage to look at Gong Xiaochen's expression. She only heard him chuckle softly from afar, and then the black-clad figure stood up and personally escorted Su Yun and Xu Zhiwei out.

After everyone left, Gong Xiaochen's cousins, who were sitting opposite Wen Shengsheng, began to whisper among themselves.

"It's such a pity. Xiao Chen liked Zhi Wei so much back then. Zhi Wei went abroad to study alone. Xiao Chen had so many things going on at home, but he still followed her without hesitation. In the end, the two of them couldn't be together."

“That’s right. I suspect that Su Rui used some kind of trick. He’s loved to compete with powerful officials since he was a child.”

"Sigh, after Zhiwei got married, Xiaochen went all out in the following years and founded Qingshan Capital, probably just to make her regret it."

"If Zhiwei could divorce her husband and marry Xiaochen, that would be great. Otherwise, Xiaochen will probably never get over this in his life."

Hearing the growing volume of their discussion, Miyazawa Kai, seated at the head of the table, coughed heavily.

"What nonsense are you spouting?"

"Xiao Chen is the eldest son of the Gong family's main branch. His wife is very important and represents the entire Gong family. You can't just make things up about him like that."

The group immediately fell silent.

They were clearly talking about Gong Xiaochen, which had nothing to do with him.

But Wen Shengsheng didn't know what was wrong with her.

Hearing that Gong Xiaochen liked Xu Zhiwei so much, she felt a chill run through her body. Her straight back finally gave way and collapsed. Her hands hung limply at her sides, her fingers curling slightly, as if she had lost control of them.

At first, her body would tremble slightly due to the immense disappointment in her heart, but as the disappointment deepened, she seemed to have no strength left to even tremble.

I couldn't hear any other sounds either.

She felt dizzy, as if the whole world was spinning, and the world before her eyes began to blur.

Li Chuan, who was beside her, seemed to be about to leave. He tugged at her arm and called her name.

She stood up stiffly, then her legs gave way, her vision went completely black, and her body tilted forward uncontrollably.

My consciousness blurred in that instant, and I felt like a kite with a broken string, falling continuously.

All she could hear was someone calling her name repeatedly in her ear.

"Sheng Sheng, Wen Sheng Sheng".