Chapter 2 Unattainable_4

Talking about Wen Yangzhi's private life inevitably hit an awkward spot.

Jiang Jianqing had already grown accustomed to circumventing discussions for his own relief, "Speaking of the guest you invited to the dinner, she didn't quite fit your aesthetic."

Efficient and capable, completely different from the type that Wen Yangzhi preferred.

One could even say they were polar opposites.

Because Wen Yangzhi seldom expressed his feelings or discussed such matters, most of his conversations revolved around funds, trusts, and venture capital.

One day, slightly tipsy, Wen Yangzhi, gazing at the white gardenias in the restaurant, suddenly said softly, "This kind is also acceptable."

Jiang Jianqing memorized it right away.

This kind is also acceptable.

That style, pure and immaculately white with an excessively bold fragrance—so Wen Yangzhi liked this sort of thing after all.

"I had my reasons for inviting her," Wen Yangzhi added, without much elaboration.

"Indeed," affirmed Jiang Jianqing, "Right now, you need someone equal in strength at your side; otherwise, the future of Wen Commercial Bank is unpredictable."

And Wen Yangzhi offered no comment.

Jiang Jianqing brought up another matter, "My family is hosting a dance tomorrow, would you do us the honor of attending?"

"Such matters should be scheduled with my secretary—not with me. I may not have the time to spare."

Jiang Jianqing inwardly cursed the man for his pretentiousness, which had reached an infuriating level.

Yet he knew that the man might indeed not have the time to spare and would need the secretary to adjust his schedule.

After all, the entire Wen family's business was in his hands; if he wasn't busy, it would be a disservice to their forty thousand employees around the world.

The steam from the hot tea rose in tendrils, obscuring the emotions in Wen Yangzhi's eyes.

When Yun Yuwan returned home, she didn't see Wen's mother but was told by the servants, "Madam has requested that you prepare your jewelry. The host family of this dance is rather demanding of perfection; they run a law firm business."

Jewelry?

She had returned from Belgium in a hurry and hadn't sorted out many things; she really didn't have appropriate fine jewelry.

Yun Yuwan made a quick decision and went out to browse the familiar high-end jewelry stores.

Without spending too much time, she chose a snake-shaped diamond necklace with great design sense. The necklace wrapped around itself, the snake biting its midway, forming a loop, while the tail dangled elegantly.

Innovative and yet splendidly light.

In the evening, ready to go down, she was informed Wen's mother had already left for the dance.

A driver was left to take her there.

Yun Yuwan didn't think much of it.

The venue of the dance was a historical English-style mansion adorned with a bronze plaque, indicating a building of historical and cultural significance, visible to all passersby.

It was a gathering both stylish and private; the mansion occupied a substantial area, its purchase requiring certain connections.

However, the moment she entered the atmospheric venue, Wen's mother Zhao Qin frowned slightly upon seeing her, "Why did you choose such jewelry?"

Dressed in a white gown, Yun Yuwan's bodice with wide folds and crossover neckline revealed her long neck and collarbones, the hem trimmed with feather fringes. The snake-shaped necklace nestled into her chest, partially hidden within her neckline.

It could be described as an ensemble that was both chic and elegant.

But Zhao Qin felt the necklace was frivolous, knowing the hosts were rather traditional and wouldn't accept something so unconventional.

Yun Yuwan was confused.

However, Zhao Qin immediately phoned home, "Uncle Deng, select the most suitable necklace for Wanwan from the jewelry room and send it over. Nothing old-fashioned; no matter the price, it's fine."

Uncle Deng quickly agreed, yet he was a bit surprised.

The lady had actually said that no price was too high.

Yun Yuwan was somewhat baffled, "Isn't this one okay?"

Zhao Qin appraised her foster daughter, thankful that at least her dress was generous in style and vaguely commented, "It's better to be more formal for your first meeting with the host family."

Yun Yuwan was still puzzled.

Did she really need to dress up so formally just to meet them?