Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
When Song Fengwan saw the words on the invitation, she was a little surprised.
Gao Xue was going to open a solo exhibition? This was what every designer dreamed of. She was the winner of the Yuming Cup, so naturally, a large number of people were willing to support her.
This award was too important.
âUncle Yan, are you going?â
âAre you interested?â Yan Wangchuan tapped the steering wheel. The traffic in Beijing was really difficult to describe in a few words, and it was very congested.
âSheâs my teacher.â Because they were acquaintances, she was definitely even more curious. âWhen I came to the capital for tutoring previously, she was also a teacher in the tutoring center and taught me.â
âActually, many truly talented people donât participate in this competition. They are relatively indifferent to fame and fortune.â
Song Fengwan was curious. âSuch as?â
âYour uncle and my senior brothers.â
âWho else?â
âYour cousin. He is talented and was taught personally by my master. Naturally, he wonât be bad.â
âIsnât there still you?â Song Fengwan smiled.
Yan Wangchuan coughed.?Is this girl teasing me? She really dares to say anything in front of me now. I remember she used to be very afraid of me.
âIf you want to see this exhibition, I can arrange a time to accompany you there.â
âOkay, itâs this weekend. Letâs go.â Song Fengwan was very curious about what Gao Xueâs works looked like.
âI went to your deanâs office this morning. I heard that your school is holding a design competition, but you didnât participate?â Yan Wangchuan asked. All the design drafts would be photographed, printed with the studentsâ names hidden, and distributed to a few authoritative figures in the art school.
Liu Hong was one of them.
He was the dean of the art school, so he naturally had the participation list in his hands. It was just that he couldnât match the names to the works, unless he had taught the students and they had unique brush strokes.
âI designed a drawing, but I felt that it wasnât too good, so I withdrew.â
âWhy?â
Song Fengwan smiled but didnât say why.
Yan Wangchuan sized her up from the corner of his eye.
They were both designers, so he naturally knew that she had always imitated and referenced others at the beginning. If she kept imitating someone, her drawing style would become restricted, and it would be very difficult for her to break through and display her personal characteristics.
She had just entered her first year of university, so she was probably at this stage.
This required her to tackle herself, and no one else could help her.
â¦
The two of them arrived at the restaurant and ordered. Because it was currently the peak meal hour, the serving speed was a little slow, and the two of them were a little impatient from waiting.
At this moment, a few people in suits came over and called out from a distance, âPresident Yan!â
Song Fengwan turned to look and saw a group of people in their forties and fifties walking over quickly, all with exceptionally fawning smiles on their faces.
There were only the two of them, so they didnât go to a private room. Moreover, every table in this restaurant had screens covering them so that people wouldnât disturb each other. It was quite private.
âSay, you asked me to introduce the restaurant, but you didnât eat with us. Oh, thereâs someone accompanying you. This isâ¦â
Yan Wangchuan had never brought Song Fengwan to public events before, and these people werenât from Nanjiang, so they had naturally never seen her before.
This person who spoke was afraid he wouldnât be able to figure out her identity and say something wrong.
He was famous in the circle for being clean and self-restrained. Everyone knew that he had married Old Master Qiaoâs daughter, but he also gained a daughter. With his status, he could have found any kind of woman. This man always felt that it was a pity for him.
âMy daughter,â Yan Wangchuan introduced naturally.
âOh, so sheâs your daughter. Sheâs beautiful. Is she going to university?â The few of them immediately started to praise her.
âPresident Yan, we have a private room inside. Why donât you and your daughter come in and join us?â
âNo need.â Yan Wangchuan was a man of few words and wasnât good at socializing. After saying this, he didnât say anything else.
The few of them stood there awkwardly.
âIn that case, accompany your daughter. Weâll come out to toast you later.â After saying this, they left awkwardly.
Song Fengwan looked at the person opposite her. âUncle Yan, youâll offend people if you socialize like this.â
âThatâs why I never socialize. Iâve already rejected them a few times. They came here on their own,â Yan Wangchuan said matter-of-factly. âTheyâre the organizer of the exhibition this weekend, and theyâve kept inviting me to see it.â
Their intentions were actually very clear. Yan Wangchuan rarely attended events and had high prestige in the industry. If he attended, it would be good publicity.
âIsnât it normal to socialize?â Song Fengwan remembered that Song Jingren had often socialized in the past. Sometimes, he even had five or six gatherings a night.
âDiscussing business is for the office. Why bring it to gatherings?â Yan Wangchuan asked.
Song Fengwan was speechless.
After the dishes were served, Yan Wangchuan asked Song Fengwan to eat quickly.
The group earlier obviously wanted to get close to Yan Wangchuan, so they naturally wouldnât miss the slightest opportunity. Halfway through their meal, some people came over with alcohol.
âIâm going to the restroom.â Song Fengwan wasnât used to this kind of situation. Besides, it was a group of middle-aged uncles, so she might as well leave.
Yan Wangchuan frowned.?This girlâ¦
He had few expressions and wasnât sociable. When these people were toasting him, it was basically them chatting awkwardly. The scene was very awkward.
âPresident Yan, if youâre driving later, donât drink anymore. Iâll drink. You donât need to.â
Yan Wangchuan glanced at him without saying anything.
Song Fengwan was hiding at the side and watching for a while.
If someone found that they were socializing with such a person, they would probably drink themselves to death without even managing to persuade him.
It was too tiring to socialize with such a taciturn person.
â¦
Song Fengwan took the opportunity to call Fu Chen.
She herself didnât even know why she had so many things to talk about with him, and they couldnât talk enough. She looked at the time and said, âLetâs not talk anymore. I have to go soon. I think those uncles have already left.â
âOkay, let me know when you get to school.â Fu Chen was really depressed.
After Fu Sinian and Yu Manxi did it, Old Madam Fu had actually called him and kept saying that she was about to have a great-granddaughter, and she even saidâ¦
âThird Son, youâre going to have a granddaughter!â
Fu Chen really wanted to hang up.
As soon as Song Fengwan hung up and walked out, she saw a woman standing beside Yan Wangchuan.
It would be fine if she didnât know her.
But it was actually Gao Xue.
She was still wearing the same clothes she wore in class, looking elegant and proper. Holding a wine glass, she kept smiling at Yan Wangchuan.
âMr. Yan, I look at the styles produced by your Yan Group every year. Theyâre all really beautiful. Youâve always been the idol of many people in the industry. Iâ¦â
Song Fengwan crossed her arms and stood not far away, watching quietly.
âThis is the first time Iâm organizing a solo design exhibition. I really hope to receive your criticism.
âI still have many designs on hand. If itâs convenient, can I consult you?â
Hearing this, Song Fengwan was dumbfounded.
Is this still the Teacher Gao who taught me??She didnât have a good impression of Gao Xue in the tutoring center, and it was even worse now.
What does she mean by consulting him? She just wants Uncle Yan to meet her privately!
In the adult worldâ¦
This was a seduction invitation in disguise.
She was basically asking Yan Wangchuan to sleep with her!
Is this how society is nowadays?
The men around them looked at each other. They naturally understood what she meant, but they just smiled and didnât say anything.
Song Fengwan didnât go over. She wanted to see how Yan Wangchuan would deal with this situation. Gao Xue was quite good-looking. When she started teaching, there was a long discussion on the school forum about her being a beautiful teacher and so on.
Yan Wangchuan looked at Gao Xue lightly. âPeopleâs designs are very private. We donât have any friendship or know each other, so itâs not convenient for you to consult me.â
âWhen you went to Beijing University to recruit people, I signed up too. Unfortunately, I didnât get chosenâ¦â
Gao Xue gritted her teeth. She actually just wanted to ask why he came to the school to recruit a fourth-year student and a masterâs student but didnât take a fancy to her. Was her work that bad?
Yan Wangchuan glanced at her and said directly, âThat means youâre not qualified.â
Gao Xueâs face paled.
Standing not far, Song Fengwan saw everything.
Sure enough, he hasnât changed. His expressions and words are sparse, butâ¦
He can poison people to death just by opening his mouth!
Gao Xue was also a fool. After seeing him, she should know that he wasnât someone she could touch. But she even went up to him to get abused.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âAlright, why donât we go back? Donât disturb President Yanâs meal.â The few of them looked at Yan Wangchuan, who was completely unmoved. He hadnât even spoken gently when they were toasting him.
Moreover, the atmosphere was really awkward.
Sheâs at least won the Yuming Cup, yet you say she isnât qualified?
Youâre too arrogant.
People in the industry said that he was a tough nut to crack. This was completely true.
âTeacher Gao, letâs go.â Someone pulled Gao Xue.
It was unknown whether it was intentional or not, but the glass in her hand slipped, and half of the wine spilled onto Yan Wangchuan.
Everyone was stunned.
Gao Xue was so frightened that her face turned pale. âMr. Yan, Iâm really sorry. Iâll help you wipe it.â Then she didnât care to grab a tissue or a handkerchief and reached out her hand toward Yan Wangchuanâ¦
Song Fengwan was dumbfounded.
Laying her hand on him directly?
What a slutty move!