However, Xu Wen Jing didn’t engage in conversation with Yi Lingfeng as the other wealthy young ladies did.
After all, she was currently engaged to Lin Yi Chen, and she didn’t want people to gossip behind her back by talking to unfamiliar men.
She was determined not to tarnish her image as a future daughter-in-law.
But while Xu Wen Jing hesitated to talk to him, Yi Lingfeng took the initiative to move closer to her.
Just as Xu Wen Jing accidentally bumped into a chair behind her, Yi Lingfeng quickly caught her and whispered, “Careful!”
Xu Wen Jing had thought she was about to embarrass herself by stumbling, but to her surprise, she was steadied by Yi Lingfeng.
His voice was deep and magnetic, and the cologne he wore was incredibly pleasant.
Xu Wen Jing couldn’t help but look up at him, and her eyes met Yi Lingfeng’s beautiful, pale-colored irises.
Her heart skipped a beat, and she smiled gracefully, “Thank you! If it weren’t for you, I might have fallen.”
“No problem, just a small gesture,” Yi Lingfeng replied with a slight smile.
Yi Lingfeng’s smile was quite charming.
Xu Wen Jing’s expression momentarily became entranced.
At the same time, she couldn’t help but feel a sense of satisfaction. Could it be that Yi Lingfeng was interested in her?
Her charm must be irresistible.
However, at that moment, Yi Lingfeng took a step back. “I have something to attend to; I’ll go ahead.”
He then lifted his champagne glass and went to greet others.
Unnoticed by Xu Wen Jing, Yi Lingfeng’s eyes briefly revealed a hint of disdain and indifference as he turned away.
He thought this woman who had supposedly defeated Jiang Wan Yu thoroughly was quite skilled. But now, it seemed she was just a fickle woman who jumped from one person to another.
Lin Yi Chen had chosen to let Jiang Wan Yu go and valued a woman like this? It seemed Lin Yi Chen’s judgment was flawed.
Yi Lingfeng finished the remaining champagne in his glass, put it down, and got a fresh one.
Yi Lingfeng’s presence had also caught the attention of Lin Haowei.
Looking at the tall man in front of him, who bore a striking resemblance to his biological mother, Yi Shuhua, Lin Haowei narrowed his eyes. He then approached Yi Lingfeng with a friendly smile.
“Are you Jiangang and Shuhua’s son? I’m your Uncle Lin!” Lin Haowei smiled amiably.
Seeing Lin Haowei’s hypocritical smile, Yi Lingfeng almost crushed the champagne flute in his hand.
He forced himself to restrain his hatred and looked at Lin Haowei with a casual expression. “Uncle Lin?”
Hmph! You scum, you dare to approach me?
“Yes, your mother and my former wife were best friends. When you were little, you used to visit my house often, and I even held you,” Lin Haowei said with a sly smile.
“Is that so? I don’t remember much,” Yi Lingfeng replied unenthusiastically.
“At that time, you were only three or four years old. I heard you’ve been abroad all these years,” Lin Haowei asked, feigning concern as he engaged in small talk with Yi Lingfeng.
Yi Lingfeng nodded. “Yes.”
“In that case, how long are you planning to stay in the country this time? If you plan to develop here, be sure to come to me. If there’s anything I can help with, Uncle will definitely assist!” Lin Haowei pledged sincerely.
“Thank you, Uncle Lin,” Yi Lingfeng said with a glint of coldness in his eyes, and not refusing.
Seeing Lin Haowei conversing so warmly with Yi Lingfeng, others were even more eager to establish good relations with him.
By the end of the banquet, Yi Lingfeng’s suit pocket was filled with business cards.
