In the center of the guild hall, an artificial lake is dug out, and a unique wooden bridge connects the island to the shore.
A five-story villa stands on a small island filled in the center of the artificial lake.
The entire island, except for this villa, is covered with green grass, and groups of koi fish swim by in the lake from time to time, creating a beautiful contrast.
This small island is called Lianli Island, which means "getting married" and is specially used to host wedding banquets.
The parking lot by the lake is filled with all kinds of luxury cars.
Chu Tianshu and the others came to the island through the wooden bridge and saw that there were already many people on the grass, chatting in small groups.
There are many long tables covered with white tablecloths scattered on the grass, with a dazzling array of food and drinks on them for guests to enjoy.
A tall, dignified-looking middle-aged man wearing a well-made handmade suit was holding An Yiru's arm and talking to the guests back and forth in the venue.
An Yiru wore a red dress, adding a touch of sexy to her intellectual elegance.
One of them is tall and handsome, the other is beautiful and generous. Standing together, they seem to be a perfect match.
Andawen curled his lips, looked at the man next to An Yiru, and said, "That's my uncle Sangjiacheng, the first heir to the Sang family. He is a good match for my aunt, right?"
Huangfu Zhaonan clenched his fists tightly, his eyes full of coldness.
Seeing Huangfu Zhaonan coming down from the wooden bridge, Sangjiacheng's eyes suddenly narrowed slightly and he turned his head to look at the woman beside him.
An Yiru also noticed Huangfu Zhaonan, and her expression became slightly unnatural.
Sang Jiacheng noticed the change in An Yiru's expression. He raised the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "Another friend is here, go say hello."
After saying that, he pulled An Yiru, who moved reluctantly, to greet Huangfu Zhaonan.
The man who had just struck up a conversation with Wan Ciyin at the gate noticed Chu Tianshu. A hint of evil flashed in his eyes. He turned around and whispered to another tall man with slicked back hair, "It's them."
The man with the back hair took a sip of red wine, focused his eyes on Wan Ciyin, and curled his lips and said, "You have good taste, that girl is indeed a beauty."
The man continued: "The boy next to her looks very difficult to deal with."
"I know all the young people in the Dongdu circle, but I don't remember anyone with such a big name."
A disdainful smile appeared on the corner of the man's mouth, "Besides the young men in the Eastern Capital circle, is there anyone in the Eastern Territory that I can't afford to offend?"
The man laughed in a very silly way: "That's right."
Not far away, Fang Zhaohui, dressed in a crisp suit, looked in the direction of Chu Tianshu, with murderous intent in his eyes.
The brothers An Zhiheng and An Zhifei, who were wearing suits and ties and holding wine glasses on the grass, also frowned.
An Zhifei said angrily: "Why are they still here?
Can’t you just have a little face?”
An Zhiheng said in a deep voice: "Look at Yiru, today's engagement banquet is related to the development of our family, and there must be no accidents."
He didn't know why, but when he saw Chu Tianshu and Huangfu Zhaonan appear, he always felt very uneasy in his heart.
As she approached Huangfu Zhaonan, An Yiru's mood became more complicated.
When the two of them came to Huangfu Zhaonan, Sangjiacheng was the first to let out a hearty laugh: "Brother Huangfu, I haven't seen you for many years, but you still have your charm."
He held An Yiru's slender waist tightly: "Brother Huangfu was able to take time out of his busy schedule to attend our engagement banquet. Yiru and I are very touched. I will definitely have a few drinks with Brother Huangfu later..."
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As he said that, he winked at Huangfu Zhaonan and said with an evil smile: "As long as it doesn't affect my ability to serve Yirui at night."
Hearing this, the people next to him laughed.
They are all adults, so they naturally know what "waiting" in Sangjia City means.
Huangfu Zhaonan twitched the corners of his mouth, and his smile became a little bitter.
Seeing this, Sangjiacheng laughed heartily, he just wanted to stimulate Huangfu Zhaonan.
An Yiru felt uncomfortable all over, and had a feeling of being on pins and needles.
She tried to pull her arm out several times, but was clamped hard by Sangjiacheng.
Moreover, Sang Jiacheng held her hand and intertwined with hers, making her completely give up the idea of taking her hand away.
At this time, soothing music played, Sangjiacheng held An Yiru's hand, made an invitation gesture to everyone, and led the dance.
Pairs of richly dressed men and women walked to the open space in the middle and danced to the music, creating a lively atmosphere.
Although An Yiru was a little resistant in her heart, she couldn't let Sang Jia come to the city in front of everyone. In this way, she would not be able to explain to the Sang family, let alone the An family.
Feeling An Yiru's resistance, Sangjiacheng's expression became even more sinister.
He tightened his arms around An Yiru and hugged An Yiru tightly. Their bodies were close to each other, intimate.
Seeing this, many men and women around him showed knowing smiles.
An Yiru struggled hard, but how could she escape.
She felt panicked and subconsciously looked in the direction of Huangfu Zhaonan, feeling bitter in her heart.
Wan Ciyin stretched out her jade hand towards Chu Tianshu and said softly: "Master, please do I want you to dance a song?"
Chu Tianshu was not in the mood to dance with her, so he ignored her, turned around, picked up a glass of champagne, and stared at Huangfu Zhaonan.
Noticing the loneliness on Huangfu Zhaonan's face, An Yiru felt her heart tightening.
The man with the back of his head came over carrying a glass of red wine.
With a smile on his face, he bowed to Wan Ciyin in a gentlemanly manner and said, "Beautiful lady, can I ask you to dance?"
However, the hot gaze that fell on Wan Ciyin's heart destroyed the gentlemanly demeanor he deliberately created.
Wan Ciyin smiled slightly and said in a sweet voice: "Sorry, I don't like dancing with strangers."
Hearing Wan Ciyin's voice that seemed to stir people's hearts, the man with the back of his head looked even more intensely in his eyes.
"Once raw, twice mature."
The man with the back of his head stood in front of Wan Ciyin and said with a smile: "If you don't agree, you won't give me face."
Chu Tianshu was still twirling his wine glass, showing no emotion or anger.
Wan Ciyin raised the corners of her lips and asked, "I don't know you, why should I give you face?"
"You ungrateful animal?"
The smile on the man with the back of his head disappeared, and he said in a deep voice: "Looking at the smell of dust all over your body, you might be a prostitute. Why are you pretending to be noble?"
As he spoke, he stretched his arm from Chu Tianshu's side and reached out to grab Wan Ciyin's jade arm.
A cold murderous intent flashed in Chu Tianshu's eyes, and he reached out his hand like lightning and grabbed the wrist of the man with the back of his head.
Seeing Huangfu Zhaonan's lonely expression, Chu Tianshu was already unhappy, but the man with the back of his head came up to provoke him without blinking an eye. If Chu Tianshu didn't deal with him, who would he deal with?
The man with the back of his head snorted coldly, and waved his hands to shake Chu Tianshu away, but after a shock, he couldn't shake him away.