Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

She sent a message to Yan Cheng. “When will you bring me to see my mother?”

The Jiang family had fallen, so it was time to see her mother.

Yan Cheng replied very quickly, but his words were full of complaints. “Miss Song is so unfeeling. You only think of me when something happens.”

“T’m just too busy. I’ve already thought of an excellent treatment plan for you. When we return to City A, I’ll start to cure you,” Song Jiaren said quickly.

“Tonight, at eight o’clock, accompany me to my uncle’s banquet.” The time and location of the banquet was sent over succinctly.

Song Jiaren put away her phone and quickly started to prepare. It was already five o’clock. She didn’t even have a gown for the banquet.

Just as she was thinking this, there was another knock on the door.

‘When Song Jiaren opened the door, she saw Wen Qing holding a big bag in his hand. “This is the gown and accessories Master Cheng prepared for you.”

Song Jiaren took the bag and Wen Qing left.

She opened the bag and looked at the red gown inside. She felt that Yan Cheng was quite thoughtful.

“Jiang Cang, I have something on tonight. Can you wait here for me to come back? We can return to City A tomorrow.” Song Jiaren turned around and saw Jiang Cang sitting on the sofa while looking at her.

Jiang Cang nodded obediently and continued to sit on the sofa in a daze.

Song Jiaren sighed. She only wanted to go back to City A and find a few children to play with. Perhaps he would become more lively.

She had just finished preparing when she received a message from Yan Cheng. Song Jiaren even suspected that Yan Cheng might have installed some detector on her body. Otherwise, why was he always so accurate in his timing?

After bidding farewell to Jiang Cang, she went downstairs.

‘The black car was still parked at the entrance of the hotel. Wen Qing was already standing outside the car. When he saw her, he opened the door for her.

In the car, Yan Cheng had been looking at her the moment she appeared. A trace of amazement flashed across his eyes.

Song Jiaren got into the car, and Wen Qing returned to the passenger seat. He started the car and drove towards the Ye family’s residence.

‘When they arrived, Song Jiaren was actually a little nervous. Before confirming that Song Meiyu was fine, she still couldn’t relax. Yan Cheng could see her nervousness and held her hand. “Don’t you believe me?”

Song Jiaren looked at him and said subconsciously, “I do.” Her words were sincere. She had unimaginable trust in this man.

Yan Cheng brought her into the banquet hall and instantly attracted everyone’s attention. They were all looking at Yan Cheng, this man who sat in a wheelchair but had immense power.

Song Jiaren quickly searched for Song Meiyu at the banquet. She frowned when she didn’t see her. If Song Meiyu wasn’t here, why did Yan Cheng bring her here?

“Don’t be anxious. Follow me,” Yan Cheng said softly and led her to the center of the banquet.

‘The two of them walked together, and only then did the people at the banquet notice Song Jiaren’s existence. They were very curious about the first woman who Yan Cheng brought to attend a public event.

Song Jiaren didn’t care at all and only wanted to find Song Meiyu.

Yan Cheng led her to the center and a man in his forties welcomed her.

“yan Cheng, you’re late today.” The man laughed heartily. After he looked at Song Jiaren, his gaze became somewhat teasing as he asked, “Why don’t you introduce this beautiful lady?”

Yan Cheng said generously, “This is my fiancée. I should have brought her here to show you.”

After hearing his greeting, Song Jiaren began to carefully observe this man. Although this man was already 40 years old, he had maintained his looks very well. He looked to be in his early thirties, but a strand of white hair on his head revealed his age..