Chapter 50

Although Qin Luohuan was 50 years old, her appearance was so well taken care of that she passed off as just over 30, and her visage still retained the remnants of the daintiness of her youth.

She had a slim figure, and her black formal attire gave her the appearance of a queen whose grandeur was unparalleled in the world.

The Qin family had always been good-looking regardless of gender. Their appearances and temperaments were outstanding.

Qin Luohuan received her gift with aloofness and smiled at Fu Tingyuan. Her gaze then slid over to Luo Nanchu, who was beside him, before she looked away and smiled at the next gift-bearer.

At the banquet, Luo Nanchu chanced upon Tang Qing, who was standing beside Xiao Fengting.

Upon seeing her, Tang Qing looked a little ill at ease.

“Qing’er.” Luo Nanchu smiled, went over to hold Tang Qing’s hand, and complimented, “Qing’er looks very pretty tonight.”

Her white cheongsam enhanced the brilliance of her classical beauty.

Tang Qing lowered her head and apologized, “I’m sorry, Chuchu.”

“What are you saying, Qing’er? You have nothing to be sorry about.” Luo Nanchu laughed and pulled her aside.

Then, she observed as Fu Tingyuan and Xiao Fengting talked nearby. The two refined men looked elegant, noble, and very eye-catching as they stood together.

“What happened in the Luo family has got nothing to do with you. The business world is like a war, so even if Xiao Fengting hadn’t made a move at that time, others would have done so. There’s no need for you to apologize to me for dating him,” Luo Nanchu stated.

She tilted her head and looked at Tang Qing’s face before smiling and asking, “Qing’er, is he good to you?”

Tang Qing’s response was a little slow.

Biting her lip gently, she looked into Luo Nanchu’s eyes and whispered, “… No one has ever treated me as well as he does.”

“That’s wonderful.” Luo Nanchu reached out to hug her friend and felt genuinely overjoyed from the bottom of her heart.

…

Nearby, a low racket of female voices rang out.

The suppressed screams of excitement made Tang Qing feel a little surprised.

The women who could attend this event were all debutantes, therefore they should not be making such an indecorous noise.

She looked up curiously and saw a nearby young man pushing out a cart with a cake on it. He stopped by Qin Luohuan and looked up slowly.

In that instant, Tang Qing understood why those debutantes had screamed so excitedly.

Even her own heart skipped a beat from looking at this man.

He looked dissolute and sexy and exuded testosterone.

He was probably a bad man. The smile that danced on his lips was extremely charming, yet devastatingly attractive.

Tang Qing had never seen such an evil-looking man in her entire life.

Qin Luohuan held the young man’s hand and announced leisurely, “After my retirement, all the businesses under my name will be managed by my nephew. The Qin family has weathered many hardships during the last few years, so I hope that everyone will generously pardon us.”

Tang Qing turned her head to look at Luo Nanchu. Luo Nanchu’s usual smile was gone from her face and had been replaced by tension. Her skin was ashen and her lips pale as she stared at the man beside Qin Luohuan.

“Chuchu?” Tang Qing was shocked and reached out to hold Luo Nanchu’s hand.

“What’s wrong?” she asked anxiously.

“Qing’er, I’m feeling a little unwell.” Luo Nanchu tore her hand away and continued softly, “I’m going upstairs to rest for a while.”

She squeezed past the crowd with her head down and rushed in the direction of the elevators.

As she surveyed Luo Nanchu’s silhouette, Tang Qing’s eyebrows knitted together and she lightly frowned.

“What’s wrong?” Xiao Fengting walked over and intimately placed his arm around Tang Qing’s shoulder.

“Chuchu seems to be unwell,” Tang Qing said in a low voice.

Xiao Fengting turned back to look at Fu Tingyuan. A flash passed through the latter’s gaze.

He nodded to Xiao Fenting and said, “I’ll go check on her.”