Bo Tingshen enlarged the photo of the young man, his fingertips inching across her cheek, lingering on her neck, as the corners of his usually restrained eyes hooked into a smile without him realizing it. Xiao Sui watched the CEO start to smile all of a sudden, rubbed his eyes, "?" He didn't see that wrong, did he? What good thing happened to make the CEO smile? Did the company's market value surge? But it's almost at the top, how much higher could it go? Xiao Sui guessed curiously for a long while before the man finally looked up from his phone. "Why are you still here?" Doubting his life choices, Xiao Sui walked out of the office, lamenting 'how the world has changed, how old-fashioned the boss's heart is', 'favoring the lover over friends', 'playing both the security and the scapegoat', when he saw Pang Kai outside the door. Pang Kai patted his shoulder, his eyes full of empathy, you'll get used to it. All those terms like top-notch hacker and capable assistant didn't stand a chance against a 'wife's' charming smile—after all, even Young Master Shangguan, with his decade-plus friendship, was shut out and howled by the swimming pool all night. In Hengdian, the film crew of Conquest of the World wrapped up on set. The staff were busy arranging the stage, preparing the process for the journalists' interviews, Luo Yuwei took off her costume and came out of the resting room, received flowers sent by a few visiting fans, and chatted with them enthusiastically. Next to them, a group of supporting actors were discussing on their phones. "Hey, did you see? Lankong Fashion Week opened again this year, and they invited a lot of celebrities and big shots, just any one of them would be explosive, probably going to dominate the trending searches for a while." "I saw it, but what does that have to do with us? Lankong is notoriously 'exclusive to nobility' after all. They only invite nobility, and no matter how famous a star is, without the right background, they can't even get a ticket, just longingly watching." After the group of fans dispersed, Luo Yuwei pulled out her phone and searched for 'Lankong Fashion Week' The annual Lankong Fashion Week, one of the four major fashion weeks in the world, which rose to prominence earlier and with powerful strength, had already monopolized the industry. As a platform for gathering the world's top brands, professional media, and renowned designers, it is regarded as the barometer of world fashion design and consumption. Organized by the European Lankong Group, known for its strong aristocratic atmosphere, apart from some globally renowned designers, supermodels, and media personalities, they only invite the daughters and sons of noble families, and industry bigwigs to attend the shows every year. Even for stars, only those with a strong family background can obtain entry qualification. Over the many years, numerous stars have tried to sneak onto the red carpet but were ruthlessly turned away, causing scandals. Apart from receiving an official invitation, there is one other way to gain entry, being recommended by someone from a noble family who has received an invitation. Such a grand event... President Bo should attend, right? The wrap party began, and the entire crew gathered to take photos. Luo Yuwei stood in the center of the crowd, seeing Jiang Wanze head towards the director and quietly made her way over. "Wanze, are you going to attend this year's Lankong Fashion Show?" "Hmm, they send me an invitation every year." "Is... is your FOR attending with you?" Luo Yuwei asked somewhat nervously, Jiang Wanze paused for a moment, "Ye Xian probably won't attend." Upon hearing the answer, the tension in Luo Yuwei's eyes slightly dissipated, and she smiled, asking casually, "Right, I heard that they have high standards, only those from noble families are invited. Oh... will President Bo attend?" "As a world-leading luxury fashion brand company, Lankong Group has always been a strategic partner with BHS, and my elder brother gets along well with their chairman, so he attends every year." Luo Yuwei clutched the hem of her dress and slightly lowered her head, a smile spreading through her eyes. "Wanze, do you have any plans after the wrap party today?" "Not for now, want to go home for a bit, why?" "Go home?" Luo Yuwei asked curiously, "Which home?" Her casual question caused Jiang Wanze's expression to immediately turn cold. Luo Yuwei noticed his change and waved her hands frantically, "Wanze, don't misunderstand, I didn't mean anything else..." Coldness flickered in the depths of his eyes and was swiftly concealed. Hadn't he already grown accustomed to others treating him this way? "Wanze, don't be angry, I really didn't mean anything else." Luo Yuwei looked at his indifferent face, frowned, and pinched the corner of her clothes, overwhelmed with guilt, "It's all because of my stupid mouth..." Jiang Wanze responded indifferently. Luo Yuwei stared at him for a while before asking softly, "Can I go back with you? I haven't seen Auntie in a long time, and I kind of miss her." Jiang Wanze glanced at her, his lips curving into a half-smile, "As you wish, you coming back with me should make everyone at home very happy, I suppose." Luo Yuwei's expression flickered slightly, as if she didn't understand what he was saying. That evening, Wen Yan prepared a whole table of dishes to celebrate Jiang Wanze's wrapping up of filming, and she called Bo Tingshen, but only received a message from Pang Kai. The CEO had business affairs to deal with and wouldn't be returning home. "This child, has time to live alone on Jiuxi Eighteen Islands, but no time to come back to spend time with mom and dad and his brother?" Wen Yan complained, while Pang Kai remained silent on the other end. The CEO wasn't living alone on Jiuxi Eighteen Islands; he had the "little fairy" for company, spending his days so enchantingly that he didn't even want to go to work. He wasn't just making this up; every time the CEO went to Jiuxi Eighteen Islands, he never arrived at the office punctually the following day. New ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄhapters are published on 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡•𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚•𝙣𝙚𝙩 After Wen Yan hung up the phone, she saw Jiang Wanze and Luo Yuwei getting out of the car, "Yuwei is here too? Why didn't you let us know in advance?" Luo Yuwei beamed with a smile, "Auntie, I hope I'm not imposing. I wanted to come and join Wanze's wrap party." "Imposing? Nonsense, you talk as if you're an outsider, it's a pleasant surprise." Wen Yan pulled her inside. The dinner table was quite full, everyone chatted lively, but the absence of Bo Family's patriarch, Bo Tingshen, somehow cast an air of cool aloofness. Jiang Wanze only took a few bites before heading upstairs. Wen Yan had wanted to draw him into a conversation with Luo Yuwei, but seeing him head upstairs with little interest, she assumed he was tired and said no more. Luo Yuwei opened a gift box she had brought with her, "This is a new flavor of pastry I've recently made, please try it." "My dear, knowing I had grown tired of the old one, you've brought me something new. You're so thoughtful. Ever since I've tried your pastries, the others just don't taste as good," praised Wen Yan. "You flatter me, Auntie." "Not at all—it's your gifted hands." Wen Yan looked at her approvingly, almost ready to say, 'Why not become my daughter-in-law.' Luo Yuwei bit her lip, her expression and gestures awkward as she hesitated to speak. Experienced in reading people, Wen Yan immediately noticed that Luo Yuwei had something to ask and forthrightly said, "Yuwei, do you have something you want to talk to me about? Just say it, no need to be a stranger."