The Scheming Ex-Husband's Courtship-Chapter 680 - 588: Just Wait and See

There’s a banquet tonight, so no one insisted on making Nan Zhan drink excessively. After a little bit, he was called away again by a staff member’s phone call.

Zhengzheng and Niannian had finished their meal and ran out to play a long time ago, with Niannian closely following Zhengzheng like his little brother.

After everyone finished dining, they sat in the living room chatting, Yuan Xiaoxian made tea for everyone.

While laughing and joking with Leng Shaoqing, Han Feiyi said, "I can’t stand it."

In the presence of so many people, she felt somewhat embarrassed.

Accidentally, Han Feiyi raised her arm and collided with Yuan Xiaoxian’s arm as she was serving tea; Yuan Xiaoxian let out a cry as the tea was knocked out of the cup and splashed.

"Be careful." Jian Si quickly pulled away the shocked Yuan Xiaoxian.

"What are you doing?" Han Feiyi, wearing a jade bracelet on her wrist, got a few drops of water on it, "Do you know how much this bracelet costs?"

Scared, Yuan Xiaoxian kept apologizing, "I’m sorry, I’m sorry."

"Sorry is not enough, how could you be so careless? What if the hot water scalded someone?" Han Feiyi was still not letting it go.

"What happened?" The busy butler Qin Yong quickly came over, bowed deeply to Han Feiyi after scanning the situation: "I’m sorry."

He then sternly said to Yuan Xiaoxian: "Step back now."

Yuan Xiaoxian, feeling wronged, was about to leave when she heard Jian Si say, "Miss Han, truly sorry, I think it wasn’t intentional."

"Enough, Han Feiyi, it’s just a silly bracelet." Leng Shaoqing pulled her back to the sofa and his face turned cold, "Shut up."

Although Han Feiyi did not fear Jian Si, thinking she was merely taking advantage of someone else’s power, she did not dare to offend Leng Shaoqing. Seeing his annoyance, Han Feiyi had no choice but to drop the matter.

Jian Si took Yuan Xiaoxian’s hand to examine it: "You’ve got blisters from the burn, let me help you with that."

With her face flushed, Yuan Xiaoxian said, "It’s nothing, ma’am, it’s my fault."

"Regardless of fault, we need to treat the wound." Jian Si took Yuan Xiaoxian upstairs, rinsed her with cold water first and then applied burn ointment to the scalded areas.

Tears fell from Yuan Xiaoxian’s eyes as she was moved, "Ma’am, you are too kind, treating a servant like me so well."

Jian Si laughed, "What servant, I’m also working for Mr. Nan. Before this, I couldn’t even find a job to work at."

It was indeed because Jian Si had gone through hardships that she sympathized more with Yuan Xiaoxian and spoke up for her without thinking when she was reprimanded by Han Feiyi. Yet, since Han Feiyi belonged to Leng Shaoqing, it wasn’t appropriate for her to speak too harshly. Fortunately, Leng Shaoqing was understanding and generously managed to control the situation in time.

"Are you dating Feng Guang?" Mentioning that dark-skinned lad with a clean smile, Yuan Xiaoxian shyly lowered her head.

"Feng Guang is very decent. It’s just that, I feel a bit unworthy of him, and I’m always nervous when dating him."

Wrapping the wound with a bandage, Jian Si said with a smile, "Love knows no rank or status. He likes you for who you are, not for your status."

"Thank you for your encouragement, ma’am."

"Alright, avoid contact with water and let Feng Guang do the dirty work."

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Han Feiyi was still angry about what had just happened. She, the young lady of the Han Family, was embarrassed in front of a servant. With Jian Si and even Leng Shaoqing taking the servant’s side...

"Han Feiyi, if you cause any more trouble, get out." Leng Shaoqing glanced at her, "This is a happy occasion for my brother’s family, don’t bring any misfortunes here."

Han Feiyi held back her anger and nestled in his arm, cooing, "Got it. I was just paying attention to your words just now. Besides, this bracelet is the Han Family heirloom, an antique; it’s really dear to me when it gets wet with hot water."

"Shaoqing bro, it’s time to play cards." Zhuo Yanbei had already set up a game and they were one player short.

Leng Shaoqing stood up, "I’m on my way."

Han Feiyi pouted and followed behind Leng Shaoqing to cheer him on.

Jian Si arranged rooms for Zhuo Yuqing and Gu Qili to rest, especially Zhuo Yuqing, who was pregnant and got tired easily.

Meanwhile, Mu Chenxi, full of playful spirit, had already joined the card game.

Jian Si found Nan Zhan in the backyard lawn; he was directing the workers setting up the backdrop for the banquet, and the scene was almost ready.

The theme this time was Transformers, so all the decorations at the venue were related to Transformers. There were even a few Transformers walking around. Far from being a cute cartoon world, the setup was full of a mechanical sense, exactly what Zhengzheng loved.

The weather was hot, sweat beading on Nan Zhan’s forehead; Jian Si took a handkerchief to wipe it for him, touched by his hands-on approach, putting a lot of thought into creating an unforgettable birthday celebration for his son.

"Take a break for a while," Jian Si said, feeling concerned for him.

"Not tired." "You should go back inside, the sun is too harsh out here."

"It’s okay, they’re all enjoying themselves. I’ll keep you company." Jian Si felt reluctant to let him stay here by himself and sweat it out, insisting on holding an umbrella for him to shade him from the heat. Nan Zhan couldn’t talk her out of it, so he just let her follow him around like a shadow.

"That Han Feiyi, such a spoiled brat." With nothing better to do, Jian Si gossiped with Nan Zhan and recounted what had just happened, "Just because she’s the daughter of a wealthy family, she’s so domineering towards the servants. What was Leng Shaoqing thinking?"

Nan Zhan chuckled: "Leng Shaoqing selects women not for their character, but for their performance in bed. He’ll dump them in no time."

Regarding Leng Shaoqing’s promiscuity, Jian Si could only sigh: "If he doesn’t change his ways, no decent girl would be willing to marry him."

Hearing this, Nan Zhan fell silent, his dark eyes thoughtful.

It’s not that there are no decent girls, it’s just that they’ve been ruined by him.

"He’s been married before." Nan Zhan’s words stirred up waves, and Jian Si looked at him in shock, not even having had the chance to ask in detail when someone was already calling from afar: "Mr. Nan, please come over."

At six in the evening, the villa was bustling and brightly lit, as a large group of guests arrived one after another.

Nan Zhan actually disliked making a display, just like two years ago at Helan Ying’s celebration party— he just made a brief appearance before leaving.

As for Helan Ying and Nan Hanzheng, he had sent them an invitation; whether they came or not was their own business.

But Nan Zhan knew very well that they wouldn’t come.

Helan Ying had too much pride. Losing the lawsuit to her own son had left her deeply embarrassed, and for a long time, she didn’t reach out to Nan Zhan. Nan Zhan was already used to such indifferent family relations and didn’t care.

Only Jian Si felt regretful, always feeling that she owed him.

"Welcome." Nan Zhan stood at the door with his family of three to greet the guests, making sure to formally introduce his son and wife to each person that arrived.

Towards the end, Jian Si felt sorry for him: "No need to keep introducing, everyone understands."

He had been talking for so long that his voice was nearly gone.

"Not everyone gets it, by cutting off their wild thoughts before they get confused we avoid leaving any problems for the future." Nan Zhan gave her a smile.

Jian Si said, "If I had known it would be like this, I should have installed a voice repeater on you."

As they were talking, a red Ferrari stopped in front of the door. Then a woman wearing a white evening gown with golden embroidery stepped out of the car, and immediately upon her arrival, she became the center of attention.

Jian Si pinched Nan Zhan’s hand, as if to say they weren’t supposed to see her, asking what was going on.

Nan Zhan clearly also did not expect Gao Ruobing to come, as she was definitely not on his invitation list.

Hong Yuan, who was in charge of receiving guests, was stunned. Receiving Nan Zhan’s icy look, he felt a chill run down his spine. This was not good.

Gao Ruobing had an invitation in her hand, so she was naturally admitted at the door.

She walked straight up to Nan Zhan, beaming with a smile, "Congratulations, congratulations."

While speaking, she bent down and handed the present to Zhengzheng, "Happy Birthday, Zhengzheng."

Zhengzheng had never seen Gao Ruobing before, but he could tell that neither his dad nor mom liked this beautiful auntie.

He accepted the gift with both hands and gave a detached smile, "Thank you."

The little guy’s smile quickly disappeared from his face, which made Gao Ruobing feel a bit embarrassed; but she quickly straightened up and said to Jian Si, "What a coincidence, Jian Si."

Jian Si’s mouth twitched, the person who had been relentlessly chasing after her in the office last time was now acting so insincerely it gave her goosebumps.

"Welcome." With people bustling around, Jian Si naturally gave her enough face to prevent others from saying that Nan Zhan’s woman was not magnanimous enough.

But from the beginning to the end, the prominent lawyer Nan didn’t say a single word to Gao Ruobing, not even giving her a proper glance. Gao Ruobing was hoping to linger, but Nan Zhan had already moved on to greet the next group of guests.

Gao Ruobing wanted to cozy up to Zhengzheng, but then she saw Zhengzheng hand over the gift he had just received to Feng Guang behind him and then went off with a stern face to find his dad.

Like father, like son - they both have the same kind of countenance.

Gao Ruobing bit her lip, forcing herself to remain calm as she turned to leave.

At the party, Gao Ruobing saw Han Feiyi, who was clinging to Leng Shaoqing’s arm, smiling charmingly.

Seeing Han Feiyi, Gao Ruobing was reminded of the recent scandal involving counterfeit alcohol that had been a big drama, where the fake alcohol had been exposed by the supermarkets of the Hanwei Group. They had even brought in TV stations and newspapers in a high-profile manner, causing heavy losses for the Gao Family, and only after paying a hefty sum to the Hanwei Group did the situation come to a rest.

Han Feiyi clearly also spotted Gao Ruobing and scoffed disdainfully, continuing to schmooze with Leng Shaoqing.

It wasn’t until Leng Shaoqing went to the restroom that Gao Ruobing, with her poised gait, approached Han Feiyi: "Oh, look who’s become Leng Shaoqing’s new darling? Don’t you know he changes women as frequently as clothes? Once he’s had enough, he dumps them in the trash, never to look at them again."

Han Feiyi snorted coldly, "Still better than Miss Gao, parading around claiming to be Nan Zhan’s future wife, yet here he is hosting a birthday party with his son and woman. If I were some people, I would be too ashamed to show up here, I couldn’t afford to lose that much face."

"You..." Gao Ruobing, infuriated, turned pale, but quickly retorted with a cold laugh, "Just you wait and see."