The Beauty CEO's Personal Expert

Seeing Ling Chen and Leng Feifei walking side by side, Nanrong Hao’s expression lit up with joy. He hurried over to them and called out, "Chen, you finally made it. I was just about to call you." Then his gaze shifted to Leng Feifei beside him and he greeted her politely.

In the past, a rich kid like Nanrong Hao wouldn’t even have spared Leng Feifei a glance. But now, Leng Feifei was no longer that poor student she used to be. As a business partner, they were already standing on the same level.

Leng Feifei gave a slight smile and said, "You two go ahead and talk. I won’t bother you."

Watching Leng Feifei walk into the Nanrong Family residence, Nanrong Hao pulled Ling Chen aside and asked in a low voice, "Chen, why are you only here now?"

"What’s wrong?" Ling Chen pointed at the few large gift bags in his hand and said, "I just went to get a present ready for your grandfather."

"I don’t mean that. My sister came back a couple of days ago and you didn’t even come see her. Hey, Chen, tell me honestly, did you and my sister break up?"

Ling Chen looked helpless. "Why is everyone asking me the same thing? Fine, since you’re asking, I might as well tell you the truth. You know your mom doesn’t like me. She doesn’t want me and your sister to be together. Some things aren’t as simple as you think. No matter what, we have to take her into account. So your sister and I can only put things on ice, let it cool down for now and talk about it later."

Hearing this, Nanrong Hao said anxiously, "Chen, if you do that, isn’t that basically pushing my sister into someone else’s arms? Let me tell you, this time the one who came back with her, besides my mom, is another guy—also one of my sister’s suitors. Not only does my mom like him, even my sister’s attitude toward him is very different. It’s definitely not the way she treats an ordinary friend."

Ling Chen shrugged. "What’s so strange about that? Your sister is that outstanding. Wherever she goes, there’ll be people chasing after her. And overseas there are so many young talents, chances are there’s someone just as good as your sister, and they end up drawn to each other."

"Chen, you’re my sister’s official boyfriend. How can words like that come out of your mouth?" There was a trace of disappointment in Nanrong Hao’s eyes.

"Enough." Ling Chen patted his shoulder. "Don’t worry your head over me and your sister. I’m only here today to celebrate your grandfather’s birthday." With that, he picked up the gift bags and walked straight into the Nanrong Family estate.

Watching Ling Chen’s figure gradually recede, Nanrong Hao sighed to himself, then hurried to catch up with him. Passing through the main hall, the two of them came to the backyard of the Nanrong Family house. At the moment, a huge open-air tent had been set up on the wide lawn in the back, several meter-long tables linked together, covered with all kinds of food and drinks, extremely lavish.

It wasn’t even eleven o’clock yet, but there were already quite a few guests on site, about forty to fifty people, all in suits and dresses, dignified and attractive. People gathered in twos and threes, chatting away, laughter and cheerful voices filling every corner.

"Haozi, your Nanrong Family sure has a lot of guests."

"Grandpa’s health hasn’t been good for a while. I wanted to use this chance to liven things up, cheer him up a bit, and get him out to walk around instead of staying in his room all day." As he spoke, Nanrong Hao waved over a waiter, took two glasses of red wine from his tray, and handed one to Ling Chen.

"From the way the place is set up, there should be more guests than this, right?"

"This is only about half."

Ling Chen nodded. "You’re the only grandson in the Nanrong Family. With the old man not in great shape, you’re the only one who can handle this sort of reception. Okay, go do your thing. Don’t worry about me, I’ll just wander around."

"Alright." Nanrong Hao replied, "Chen, if you get bored, you can go sit in my room. It’s quieter there, no one will disturb you."

"Got it."

After Nanrong Hao left, Ling Chen walked around alone with his glass of red wine. The guests invited to the birthday were all business figures. Among these dozens of people, there were very few Ling Chen knew. Even if they had met once, they didn’t have any real connection.

Just then, a sudden cheer rose from the crowd. Ling Chen looked up and saw Nanrong Wanqing, in a light red gown, her fragrant shoulders half bare, slowly walking over accompanied by a man in a suit.

After some time apart, Nanrong Wanqing was still as beautiful as ever. No matter the occasion, the moment she appeared she instantly became the center of attention. After looking at Nanrong Wanqing a few times, Ling Chen’s gaze was drawn to the man in the suit beside her.

Once he saw the man’s face clearly, Ling Chen’s eyes couldn’t help but light up. The corner of his mouth lifted slightly, carrying a faintly meaningful smile.

So it’s him.

The man accompanying Nanrong Wanqing was none other than Yang He, the one who had gone to Dragon Tiger Hall to stir up trouble two days ago. Back then Ling Chen had found it strange: he didn’t know this Yang He at all, so why would the guy deliberately go against Dragon Tiger Hall? Only now did he understand—turns out it was all because of Nanrong Wanqing. Yang He went to Dragon Tiger Hall that day probably to see him, and to sound him out.

This guy... Ling Chen nodded inwardly. He had to admit, among Nanrong Wanqing’s many suitors, this Yang He really wasn’t bad. Not only did he have the looks and the family background, he also had capability and a scheming mind. Someone like that smiles at you on the surface, treats you like a friend, polite and gracious, but in private he’ll stab you in the back when you least expect it.

After so many years in the game, Ling Chen had dealt with plenty of people like that.

At the moment, with Nanrong Wanqing’s appearance, many guests gathered around her, greeting her warmly. But there were also quite a few people whispering to the side.

"Hey, did you see? The guy next to Miss Nanrong has changed."

"You only just noticed? I saw it long ago. Her previous boyfriend was Ling Chen. Now this guy seems to be called Yang He. His family is in business too, very famous overseas, and his family isn’t any weaker than the Nanrong Family."

"Really? I knew it. How could the chairwoman of Hongyu Group choose a man with nothing to his name as her lifelong partner? If you ask me, she was just messing around before. This Yang He is a good match for her in terms of family status, and he’s the heir to a family business. The two of them are a perfect fit."

"Exactly. If these two families join forces, Hongyu Group’s future will be limitless. While we’re at it today, we should build a good relationship with the Nanrong Family. Maybe in the future we can tag along and enjoy the spoils."

Although their voices were quiet, Ling Chen’s hearing was sharp; not a single sentence slipped past him. Listening to their comments, he gently shook his head, a faint bitter smile at his lips.

Finishing his glass of red wine, Ling Chen didn’t stay in the backyard. He went straight back to the main hall, then, with familiar ease, walked to the door of the room where Nanrong Yong lived.