CHAPTER 49: CHAPTER 48: CHARITY BANQUET (PART 3)

Entering the venue, Zhou Huaiyi sat down with Yan Qing in front of their designated brand’s sign.

The banquet hall was filled with stars, making Zhou Huaiyi’s heart race with excitement.

It was the first time in all these years that she saw a heap of real-life celebrities at once...

Jiang Wei, Li Wei, Fang Yixi, Gu Qingyi, Zhang Yinghan, Yang Ke... and from the classical music circle, luminaries like He Youyou, Jiang Yun, and... the violinist Fu Weiheng!

Oh my God, Fu Weiheng, Fu Weiheng... His comeback concert in March was absolutely stunning! The one beside him must be his wife, right, probably named Su Wan? She turned... Did she just glance at me... My goodness, she’s breathtakingly beautiful...

Zhou Huaiyi bit the rim of her wine glass, her mind brimming with thoughts as she watched the figures of Fu Weiheng and his wife, unable to look away.

Fu is really... so handsome...

I want to ask for his autograph..._...

"Qichen, Qichen..." Yan Qing waved a hand in front of her.

Zhou Huaiyi snapped back: "Huh? What..."

Yan Qing frowned: "Why are you daydreaming?"

Zhou Huaiyi put down the wine glass and touched her nose: "I’m not..."

Yan Qing gave her a peculiar look, then stood up and raised her glass, saying: "Come with me to greet President Ye."

Zhou Huaiyi remembered Xiang Qichen mentioning their company president before, nodded, and stood up, ready to follow. Just as she took a step, Yan Qing turned back, lowering her voice: "Bring your glass."

In a fluster, Zhou Huaiyi picked up the red wine she had just set down.

Seeing this, Yan Qing couldn’t help but reprimand her: "Why are you so careless?"

Zhou Huaiyi scratched her ear and smiled sheepishly.

As they approached Ye Yin Huan and Fu Weijin, the person who had been talking to them left, and Yan Qing quickened her pace forward, calling out with a smile: "President Ye, Mrs. Ye."

Zhou Huaiyi adjusted her posture, grinned, and echoed the greeting: "President Ye, Mrs. Ye."

Ye Yin Huan raised his glass, gave a slight smile, and nodded.

Fu Weijin was quite enthusiastic, her smile blossoming: "Hello, Xiang Qichen, my daughter really likes you."

Zhou Huaiyi was taken aback: "Thank you for the compliment."

Oh, this idol is truly loved by all ages...

After a brief exchange, Yan Qing and Zhou Huaiyi returned to their seats. Not long after sitting down, Yan Qing got up again, leaned over, and said: "I’ll be leaving for a bit."

Zhou Huaiyi nodded, and after watching Yan Qing walk away, she suddenly felt a little hungry, so she reached out for three cherry tomatoes and began eating.

She ate the tomatoes while pulling out her phone to send a WeChat message to Xiang Qichen: [Qichen, I saw Fu Weiheng!]

[Xiang: Hmm]

[Zhou Luobu: His wife is so beautiful. I attended her concert before, but she’s even more stunning up close!]

[Xiang: Hmm]

[Zhou Luobu: And, I noticed, his wife kept secretly staring at you. Or wait, now it seems it’s me she’s staring at secretly, could it be she likes you?]

[Xiang: ...Sit properly and don’t let your imagination run wild]

Just as Zhou Huaiyi was about to read this reply, a pleasant female voice sounded above her head: "Excuse me, hello."

Zhou Huaiyi looked up, utterly shocked.

The idol’s wife came looking for her!

She glanced at where Fu Weiheng had been sitting, but the seat was empty!

Zhou Huaiyi jumped to her feet, nodding awkwardly: "Hello."

Su Wan smiled gently: "Xiang Qichen, right?"

Zhou Huaiyi: "Yes."

She saw Su Wan take a marker and a photo of Xiang Qichen out of her handbag, blushing slightly as she smiled: "My sister is a fan of yours, and she asked if I could get your autograph."

Zhou Huaiyi was stunned.

Oh... so it was for an autograph...

"Of course, no problem." Zhou Huaiyi accepted it, signing quickly before returning it.

Su Wan glanced at the rounded, cute handwriting, thought nothing of it, and put it back in her bag.

Gazing down at her gorgeous dress and stunning appearance, Zhou Huaiyi finally said what she’d been holding back: "Could I possibly get Fu’s autograph?"

Su Wan looked up with a smile and was about to reply when a deep, mellow voice suddenly interjected: "No."

Both instinctively turned to see Fu Weiheng approaching in two strides, putting an arm around his wife, his dark and piercing eyes staring coldly at Zhou Huaiyi.

Zhou Huaiyi felt her legs go weak, but couldn’t suppress her excitement at meeting her idol, ignoring his "No" she had just heard, she asked again: "Fu, I’m a big fan of yours, could I please have your autograph!"

Fu Weiheng wasn’t too fond of Xiang Qichen, not only because of the violin guidance matter years ago but also because of how shamelessly he was smiling with Su Wan just now.

Fu Weiheng glanced at him unhurriedly, his answer unchanged: "No."

Zhou Huaiyi: "..."

Seeing Zhou Huaiyi’s expression change instantly, Su Wan pinched Fu Weiheng’s waist unapologetically, her face apologetic: "I’m sorry..."

Zhou Huaiyi was almost in tears: "It’s fine."

As they turned to leave, Fu Weiheng glanced back, his gaze indifferent as he glanced at Zhou Huaiyi, with some disdain in his voice: "Xiang Qichen, stop pretending."

Zhou Huaiyi stood there, dumbfounded.

Pretending... to be what?