As soon as Pei Maoxiang appeared, he immediately became the core of national focus.

"Mr. Pei, seeing your face full of spring breeze, it turns out that good things are coming and you will make a fortune in the New Year!"

"Mr. Pei, you are by your side with Professor Kuroda Akira, you are so respectful."

"Professor Kuroda Akira, Japanese? Which person is this?"

"You are all in your eyes, but you haven't even heard of Kuroda Akira."

"Professor Kuroda Akira can be said to be the top five cardiothoracic surgery experts in the world. Do you think it's awesome?"

...

Facing the flattery and discussions of a circle of people, Pei Maoxiang responded casually.

However, when Pei Maoxiang noticed Professor Kuroda Akira's frowning brows, he knew that this great expert didn't like this kind of occasion, so he called the assistant behind him and whispered a few instructions.

Then, the beautiful woman, who was called a vixen by Yu Hongli, twisted her butt and walked to the temporary performance stand set up in the banquet hall, picked up the microphone, and smiled: "Sir and ladies, please check the seat first. Tonight's charity auction banquet will begin soon."

Since we are going to have a party, we have to find a reason.

And this kind of gathering of powerful people in the name of charity is the most common.

Soon, the guests sat down one after another according to their invitation seats.

Pei Maoxiang politely invited Professor Kuroda Akira and others to sit in the center of the banquet hall.

As soon as he sat down, a security guard hurried over, bent down to Pei Maoxiang's ear and whispered a few times, and pointed to the corner of the banquet hall.

In that corner, Song Che and Yu Hongli, the only ones without a seat, were obviously standing there.

Pei Maoxiang noticed Yu Hongli's face immediately became a little darker, and he explained to the security guard a few words.

The security guard ran to find Yu Hongli again and said, "People asked you to avoid it first. He will find you after the dinner is over."

Before Yu Hongli could say anything, Song Che said, "Mr. Pei is such a well-known person, isn't it in line with the hospitality of the guests?"

"I'm just a messenger, please don't make it difficult for me to do it." The security guard said with a bitter face.

Song Che smiled and said, "Then tell Mr. Pei, let's come and join in the fun. We won't make trouble, but we can't let us stand and go hungry, right?"

The security guard hated this little guy, but no matter how stupid he was, he knew that if he forced to expel him, the scene would be ugly.

So he had to turn his head and ask Pei Maoxiang for his advice.

Pei Maoxiang kept observing. When he saw the security guard's face was bitter, he knew that the communication was not going well.

After thinking about it, he pointed to the seat closest to the corner and signaled to arrange the person to sit there first.

That seat was reserved for dinner in case the number of guests temporarily increased, so it was still vacant.

After Song Che and Yu Hongli sat there, the mistress happened to walk back from the stage.

Pei Maoxiang called her and gave her a few more instructions, then turned around and continued to communicate with Kuroda Akira.

When the mistress received the instructions, she saw Yu Hongli's direction and walked straight towards her.

"Hongli, why don't you say it in advance when you come?"

The mistress sat down with enthusiastic and hypocritical smiles, "I disappeared for a while, oh, you are so glorious and stunning tonight?"

"I'm grateful for the praise, but I don't feel disgusted when you spit these words out of your mouth?" Yu Hongli said in a cold voice.

The mistress was not angry, but sighed: "Hongli, auntie knows..."

"Correction of your identity, you are not worthy of regarding yourself as my elder."

"...Okay, I know, you still have a lot of resentment towards me and your dad. We all understand, but there are things, especially emotional matters, that really cannot be measured by reason." The mistress said hypocritically.

"So, you used emotional methods to hook up and become a traitor, and asked Pei Maoxiang to abandon his original wife and wanted you to become a regular leader." Yu Hongli sarcastically. In terms of her ability, she was not inferior to Song Che.

The mistress finally looked ugly: "I'm not happy if you say this. You are too self-centered and always focus on your own feelings. But have you ever considered your father? After your mother's accident, he was exhausted every day. I just wanted to accompany him to take care of him. Is this wrong?"

Song Che rolled his eyes, and this line reminded him of the classic lines from a bloody drama:

All you lose is a pair of legs, but what she loses is love!

"As you accompany me, I will go to bed and give birth to him. Your assistant is really hardworking and making great contributions." Yu Hongli said hatefully.

"However you slander, your father and I are true love that shares weal and woe. Your mother has been lying for so many years, and it is impossible for her to wake up. Do you still want your father to stay in front of the hospital bed for the rest of her life? Then you are too unfilial!" The mistress acted like she was desperate for her true love.

Yu Hongli was so angry that she grabbed the water cup and prepared to splash it on the mistress's face.

However, Song Che grabbed his wrist.

"She is deliberately irritating you."

Song Che said lightly.

Then, when he turned his head, he captured the cunning and treacherous deep in the eyes of the mistress!

"Pei Maoxiang just asked you to come and pass the message, but just asked Yu Hongli to be calm and wait for the dinner to talk about it. As a result, you have to talk about it first. You know that this will anger Yu Hongli, your mistress is indeed a bit clever."

Song Che sneered: "I guess, if Yu Hongli just fulfilled your wish and poured water on you, then you can play a sad show in public and deepen the conflict between the father and daughter, and give you greater chances to get ahead."

The mistress looked shocked and clearly felt guilty. She still defended herself: "What are you talking nonsense? Don't impose your dirty thoughts on me! I'm not as dirty as you think!"

"How can you be a mistress if you are not dirty?"

Song Che smiled and said, "You don't have to be scheming anymore. Come here tonight, we won't make trouble, but if Pei Maoxiang wants to continue to maintain his image in front of others, I would like to advise you that the plays you should act must continue to be performed, and we can keep it tacitly right for the time being."

"What do you mean?" The mistress said vigilantly: "Also, who are you?"

"My man!" Yu Hongli said very simply.

"Where did you find the wild man?!"

When the mistress saw that her trick was exposed, she was too lazy to disguise her.

But when Pei Maoxiang was still observing here, the mistress's expression remained gentle and sad, as if she was begging Yu Hongli in a low voice, but what she said was particularly sarcastic:

"Your dad has already arranged a partner for you. You pulled out a boyfriend at this time, because you want to challenge your dad."

"It's not your turn to be a vixen, I'm happy." Yu Hongli held Song Che's arm, "At least he and I are in love, and they are both in harmony and legality. What you said, true love is supreme."

"Stop fooling me, just pull a man and say your boyfriend!" said the mistress disdainfully.
Chapter completed!