CHAPTER 454: CHAPTER 454

Just as Jiang Weiwei arrived at the banquet venue, she spotted a familiar figure not far away, and couldn’t help but exclaim in oversurprise.

"That is..."

Right, the figure that just flashed by, looked very much like Jiang Moxi.

Jiang Weiwei felt all the hair on her body stand on end in that instant.

How could Jiang Moxi be here?

Wu Shirong was walking arm in arm with Jiang Weiwei, holding her slender waist, so he also immediately noticed that Jiang Weiwei seemed to have seen something and shuddered violently.

"What’s wrong?" Wu Shirong even followed Jiang Weiwei’s gaze and saw his parents leading two people towards the VIP resting area specially opened for tonight’s event.

"That’s my parents! Silly girl, you didn’t think you would see my parents tonight, did you?"

Right, Wu Shirong thought Jiang Weiwei was surprised because she saw his parents and couldn’t help but tease her.

However, his voice also timely snapped Jiang Weiwei’s drifting consciousness back to the present.

"I didn’t expect it to be so soon..." Jiang Weiwei quickly masked the panicked expression on her face, then covertly asked Wu Shirong,

"By the way, who were the two people walking with your uncle and aunt just now? Are they your brother and sister-in-law?"

"That is..." Wu Shirong was about to say something to Jiang Weiwei when his phone suddenly rang.

After glancing at the caller ID, Wu Shirong said to Jiang Weiwei, "Weiwei, wait here for your grandparents and the others, don’t wander off. I need to take a call, I’ll be right back," said Wu Shirong.

"Okay, I’ll wait for you."

Jiang Weiwei, coquettishly and tenderly, watched Wu Shirong leave.

At this moment, Jiang Tairan and the others parked their car and arrived, just in time to see Wu Shirong hurriedly leaving while on the phone.

Jiang Tairan quickly asked, "Weiwei, we’ve all arrived, why isn’t Shirong leading us in, where is he going?"

Jiang Tairan had some complaints about Wu Shirong leaving their family hanging at the entrance to the banquet.

Jiang Weiwei was also quite dissatisfied.

But considering Jiang Tairan and the others’ feelings and their future attitude towards her, Jiang Weiwei could only hide her discontent and said with a smile, "I’m not sure, it seems like a very important call."

Jiang Tairan thought about it and felt it made sense, after all, Wu Shirong was the host of tonight’s banquet, and there were certainly many things that required his attention. The occasional lack of care could be forgiven.

Moreover, Wu Shirong’s call wasn’t long, and he soon returned.

"Weiwei, let’s go in."

Jiang Weiwei nodded and took Wu Shirong’s arm again.

Jiang Tairan and the others quickly followed.

However, as they entered the banquet venue, Jiang Weiwei was still discreetly inquiring, wanting to know if the person personally escorted into the venue by Mr. and Mrs. Wu was Jiang Moxi.

But Wu Shirong told Jiang Weiwei, "I didn’t see clearly who it was just now, sorry Weiwei."

Jiang Weiwei remembered Wu Shirong had clearly seen who it was and even planned to tell her about it. How could he have not seen clearly after taking a phone call?

Nevertheless, she thought that there was still an entire night ahead, and she would find another opportunity to subtly probe Wu Shirong, and she would surely find out whether that person was Jiang Moxi or not.

And so, the entire Jiang Family entered the Wu Family banquet venue, everyone excited.

Jiang Tairan, with Jiang Guosheng and Jiang Dinghai, schmoozed with various people of influence.

"We were previously developing our business in Yan City and have just recently arrived in Emperor City. Yes, my name is Jiang Guosheng, and these are my eldest and second sons."

"Greetings gentlemen, my name is Jiang Guosheng, and here is my business card..."

Yu Man and Zhao Guangmei, along with the Jiang Fengmian siblings, also made efforts to integrate into the circle of high society ladies in Emperor City.

"We have just moved to Emperor City, it’s a pleasure to meet you. My daughter is the girl dancing with Mr. Wu Shirong over there."

"Yes, I am Zhao Guangmei. Well, my husband’s family and I have all come to Emperor City to develop our presence. If you have time, let’s go out for afternoon tea together!"

"These are my son and daughter, they are dragon-phoenix twins."

On the other hand, Jiang Weiwei, even while dancing with Wu Shirong, continued to observe the VIP rest area separated by frosted glass doors.

She remembered that the figure resembling Jiang Moxi had not reappeared since being led into the VIP rest area.

Instead, Mr. and Mrs. Wu were seen personally carrying an assortment of exquisite pastries and fine drinks, frequently coming in and out of the rest area.

The ingratiating manner in which they carried themselves hardly showed that the Wu Family was a distinguished name in Emperor City.

Watching Mr. and Mrs. Wu enter the VIP lounge once more with a tray of cookies, followed by a few high-born ladies, Jiang Weiwei couldn’t help but ask Wu Shirong,

"Shirong, what is the VIP rest area for? I just saw your uncle and aunt continuously going in and out."

"It is specially designed for tonight’s high-profile guests," said Wu Shirong.

"High-profile guests? Who are they?" This was what really piqued Jiang Weiwei’s curiosity.

Wu Shirong hesitated slightly before disclosing to Jiang Weiwei, "It’s Miss Xi from the Feng Family."

Alarm bells went off in Jiang Weiwei’s head: "What do you mean Miss Xi from the Feng Family?"

The Feng Family?

Miss Xi?

Why did it sound more and more like Jiang Moxi?

"Ah, I forgot you’re not originally from Emperor City. So it’s normal that you don’t know about Miss Xi from the Feng Family," Wu Shirong said with a smile.

But Jiang Weiwei kept pressing him, urging him to tell her more about this Miss Xi.

And so, Wu Shirong began to tell her about a Miss Xi from the Feng Family who was not related by blood, yet held an extraordinary status.

Jiang Weiwei inquired further: "Has this Miss Xi always lived with the Feng Family?"

"Yes, she has been living with the Feng Family ever since she was adopted, which must be for over a decade now," said Wu Shirong.

This Miss Xi definitely couldn’t be Jiang Moxi, thought Jiang Weiwei.

After all, Miss Xi was raised and pampered in the Feng Family from a young age, while Jiang Moxi had struggled for survival in a remote and impoverished area. It was impossible for them to be the same person.

Even if both their names contained "Xi," it seemed they were namesakes with different destinies.

At this point, Jiang Weiwei felt relieved.

However, she quickly concocted another idea, "Shirong, can you introduce me to Miss Xi? Hearing about her story, I find it very inspirational, and I admire her."

Indeed, a girl with no blood relation to the Feng Family still well-supported by them and respected by everyone in Emperor City was nothing short of an idol for Jiang Weiwei, the ultimate goal of her ambitions.

Jiang Weiwei was eager to meet Miss Xi and learn from her experiences.

Unexpectedly, Wu Shirong seemed quite hesitant: "I’m afraid if I rashly take you to meet Miss Xi, it might anger her."

Jiang Weiwei could only start coaxing him: "What’s there to worry about? You accompany me, and I’ll bring some snacks. We pretend to deliver food to Miss Xi, and then you take the opportunity to introduce her to me..."