Shen Wangjin didn't wait long before he was called away by a phone call.

　　He had a busy schedule, so it was not easy for him to attend such a gathering.

　　I found an excuse to slip away.

　　By the time I reached the door, the driver had already opened the door of the Rolls-Royce for him.

　　'Mr.

　　Shen!' I chased after him, panting.

　　Shen Wangjin paused and turned around.

　　His cold and stern facial features appeared even more emotionless under the cold white streetlamp.

　　'Thank you for tonight.' 'No need to thank me.' Shen Wangjin calmly said, 'We are getting married, you can openly acknowledge it.' I opened my mouth but couldn't say anything.

　　On the day I returned to Jiangcheng, I felt alone.

　　I coincidentally encountered Shen Wangjin's car on the street.

　　'Are you here to see Jiang Zhihuai?' This was the first thing he said.

　　'He's getting married.' 'With his possessiveness, it will be difficult for you to survive in Jiangcheng.' Shen Wangjin casually threw out an olive branch, 'I need an unmarried fiancee to deal with my family, consider it.' I reluctantly agreed.

　　In fact, I didn't understand what he wanted from me.

　　I didn't dare to take advantage of his power and act haughtily.

　　I just wanted to keep a low profile.

　　'Shen Xian' was Shen Wangjin's former name and the name recorded in the family genealogy.

　　Not many people knew about it.

　　'Sorry...for causing you trouble tonight.' Shen Wangjin silently stared at me for a moment, as if wanting to say something.

　　In the end, he changed his mind and said, 'Tell me when you go home.'