If it wasn't for that waste of space Shen Nian's failure last time, she, Jiang Yuzhu, wouldn't have to show up here today.
Of course, she knew her place in such a setting.
Jiang Yuzhu's gaze swept across the crowd, suddenly fixed on a familiar figure: Song Yanghao.
He was engaged in conversation with a group of businessmen, appearing perfectly at ease in this environment.
Jiang Yuzhu was slightly surprised. As her patient, how could he show up at this kind of event?
Pei Jingchuan naturally noticed her gaze. Following her line of sight, a flicker of displeasure briefly appeared in his eyes.
He knew who Song Yanghao was and his feelings for Yuzhu, but Yuzhu was his, and he wouldn't allow anyone else to get close to her.
Just as Pei Jingchuan was about to change the subject, Song Yanghao had already approached.
He just smiled, seemingly unbothered by Pei Jingchuan's icy stare.