Chapter 8 The Anniversary Banquet
In a blink, the celebration banquet for Lin Ximo's new drama had already been set.
It fell on the hundredth day of my marriage to Fu Siyan.
The drama was invested by Fu Group.
As the president, Fu Siyan would definitely attend the banquet.
But I hadn't expected that I had to go too.
When Fu Siyan held out a gown and told me to change in the room, I was unwilling.
It wasn't for anything else.
I just didn't want to see Fu Siyan and Lin Ximo in the same frame.
I was afraid I would overthink it. I also felt that if I didn't see it, it would stay clean.
"On an occasion like this, if you don't show up as the lady of the house, the media will definitely write nonsense."
His words made me sigh.
On the way to the banquet hall, I still couldn't hold back my curiosity.
"Fu Siyan, that night I got drunk. Did you do anything?"
At that, the hand he was using to flip reports paused.
I had meant to ask him a few days ago. Something else had cut me off midway.
The next second, I saw Fu Siyan's dark eyes turn toward the window.
"No. If you don't remember, then forget it."
I pouted.
A lot of people attended this banquet.
Lin Ximo was wearing a mermaid skirt that showed off her figure. She was radiant.
She came over with a glass to toast.
Her eyes ran up and down me without a sound, and it made me uncomfortable for no clear reason.
I felt the big hand at my waist pull me in tighter.
Fu Siyan's steady voice appeared at my ear.
"Let me introduce you. This is my wife, Qiao Yihe."
"Siyan, I really didn't expect you to get married so fast."
Lin Ximo bit her lip.
"I thought..."
The woman's overly familiar tone made me frown.
Thought what?
I didn't know if it was my imagination.
Looking at Lin Ximo's expression and eyes, I always felt her attitude toward Fu Siyan wasn't simple.
They always gave me the feeling of old acquaintances.
Was it really like those people said, that she was Fu Siyan's White Moonlight?
The thought left my chest a little hollow.
The next second, I saw Lin Ximo tug at her red lips, a little pale.
"I want to introduce a few friends from the circle to you. Siyan, can I borrow you for a word?"