In the splendid banquet hall, the crystal chandelier reflected the bright light, making Su Wan unable to open her eyes. The priceless custom-made dress on her body was like a layer of delicate shackles, making her feel uncomfortable all over. The man next to him, Fu Yanchen, was holding a glass of red wine and chatting and laughing with a business tycoon.
He seemed to be in a good mood today, with a faint smile hanging on his lips, but Su Wan knew that the smile had never reached his eyes. His eyes were always like a bottomless pool of cold water, so cold it made one's heart tremble.
Su Wan just stood quietly, trying hard to act like a qualified vase. This is her "job" and the only value of staying with Fu Yanchen. She could feel that there were many eyes around her falling on her, some were envious, some were jealous, but most of them were probing and disdainful.
"Master Fu, is this Miss Su? Seeing is better than hearing a hundred times. No wonder Master Fu is so precious." A fat middle-aged man came over with a wine glass in his hand and looked at Su Wan unabashedly.
Fu Yanchen retracted his arms slightly and held Su Wan more tightly into his arms, his movements showing undeniable possessiveness. He spoke calmly, with no emotion in his voice: "Mr. Wang, thank you."
Su Wan could feel the warmth of the man's palm passing through the thin fabric of the dress, making her skin numb. She didn't like the feeling of being shown as belongings, but she didn't have the right to resist.
She could only lower her head and put on a stiff smile, but she was counting the time in her heart, hoping that this boring banquet would end soon.
