Reborn Fairy Wife Takes Me on a Gaggle-Fire rampage

Mu Chen gently took Wen Shu's soft little hands in his. He could feel the slight sweat on her palms, so he softly comforted her, "Don't be nervous, today is just a simple activity. If you see something you like, just take a picture, don't hesitate." He smiled, his eyes full of encouragement and confidence.

As the vehicle slowly came to a stop, they were about to enter the event venue. Mu Chen knew that many media reporters would be waiting to capture every moment after they got out of the car, and he didn't want Wen Shu to feel uncomfortable in any way. So, he continued, "After you get out of the car, there might be a lot of flashing lights, but you just need to be natural. Remember, no matter what happens, hold my hand and don't get lost."

Mu Chen's tone conveyed a sense of determination and security. He hoped Wen Shu could enjoy this day without being bothered by the noise of the outside world. He imagined the sparkle in her eyes when she saw something she liked—what a beautiful sight that would be. He wanted her to relax and enjoy this moment that belonged to them, even in front of everyone.

With Mu Chen by her side, Wen Shu gradually calmed down. She took a deep breath and nodded.

After about a thirty-minute drive, Mu Chen's car slowly pulled into the venue. As soon as the car came to a stop, countless flashes went off; reporters had already gathered downstairs, waiting for the protagonists of this highly anticipated event. As one of the night's focal points, Mu Chen's appearance undoubtedly attracted everyone's attention.

As the car door slowly opened, Mu Chen stepped out gracefully, his movements composed and exuding gentlemanly charm. He then extended his long, strong hand, ready to welcome his partner.

Under the reporters' cameras, a slender and delicate hand slowly emerged and clasped Mu Chen's hand tightly. The owner of this hand was none other than Wen Shu.

Wen Shu chose a pair of satin stilettos, which not only made her already slender legs appear even longer, but also gave off a soft sheen under the lights, adding a touch of brightness to her overall look.

As she stepped out of the car, the reporters were immediately captivated by her charm, snapping photos to capture this beautiful moment. The soft rustling of her shoes and the gentle movement of her skirt rang out clearly amidst the clicking of the cameras.

As Mu Chen and Wen Shu appeared, reporters swarmed around them, trying to capture more details. Amidst exclamations of admiration, Wen Shu gracefully moved through the crowd, each step exuding confidence and composure. Her meticulously styled hairstyle and makeup, along with her glamorous evening gown, became the focus of the reporters' lenses.

Mu Chen held Wen Shu's hand tightly, as if declaring to the world that she was his treasure, and he would never allow her to be disturbed or harmed in any way. Surrounded by reporters, they slowly walked towards the hall of the event. Throughout the journey, Mu Chen's gaze never left Wen Shu, his eyes filled with tenderness and protectiveness. At that moment, they became the most dazzling couple in the entire venue; every movement, every smile, was captured on camera.

As they stepped into the magnificent hall, the dazzling chandeliers cast a soft glow, illuminating the faces of every guest. Wen Chu and her friends slowly entered the venue, her eyes searching through the crowd until she spotted Wen Shu. Wen Shu was sitting on a sofa in the corner, elegantly holding a glass of champagne. Her gaze inadvertently met Wen Chu's, and for a fleeting moment, a barely perceptible hint of jealousy crossed Wen Chu's face.

Yang Yang, that womanizer, was standing beside another woman, chatting and laughing. Wen Chu knew that although she and Yang Yang had never been formally engaged, their names were frequently linked together for some reason. The Yang family was a prestigious clan, while the Wen family seemed insignificant in comparison. Nevertheless, because of that incident, many rumors had indeed circulated between the Wen and Yang families.

The 50 million that Wen Shu unexpectedly acquired last time saved the family from a critical moment. However, this didn't last long. Wen's father began treating Wen Chu like a socialite, taking her everywhere to socialize and secure business deals. Wen Chu was filled with disgust and helplessness. She was forced to navigate various situations, using her smile and intelligence to secure benefits for the family. Although the family was able to survive as a result, Wen Chu felt used, a feeling that disgusted her.

She had tried to rebel, but each time her father suppressed her in the name of the family. Deep down, Wen Chu yearned for freedom and dignity; she didn't want to be a sacrifice for the family's interests. However, in this world full of intrigue and hypocrisy, her voice always seemed to be drowned out. Wen Chu knew she had to find a way out, break free from these constraints, and reclaim her own life.

Mu Chen carefully took Wen Shu's hand, and the two sat down together in the front row. The surrounding decorations and soft lighting created a romantic and elegant atmosphere, and the two looked very well-matched. Just then, Yang Yang, oblivious to the danger, intruded. His carefree nature always led him to appear at inopportune times. Yang Yang's sharp gaze swept over Wen Shu, as if searching for some clue. Wen Shu noticed his gaze, frowned slightly, and then rolled her eyes, clearly displeased by Yang Yang's presence.

Yang Yang, however, didn't seem to care. He asked, "Miss, how did you end up hanging me up there last time?" His tone was slightly mocking, as if he were recalling an amusing incident. As he spoke, Yang Yang gestured wildly, trying to recreate the scene. His exaggerated and comical movements drew the attention of those around him.

Mu Chen held Wen Chu's hand and said calmly, "President Yang, do you want to hang up again?"

Wen Shu turned around and gave Mu Chen a warm smile, then turned to Yang Yang and said jokingly, "Yang Yang, be careful next time, don't make yourself a laughing stock again." Yang Yang just shrugged, looking completely unconcerned, and tactfully walked away.

As the lights in the venue gradually dimmed, creating a mysterious and solemn atmosphere, all eyes were focused on the center of the stage. In the silence, an auctioneer in a gorgeous evening gown gracefully walked onto the stage. Her steps were light and confident, as if each step resonated with the audience. Her exquisite makeup and dazzling jewelry shimmered under the spotlight, captivating everyone's attention.