Pampered By All In Different Planes-Chapter 205: After Kicking Out the Jerk, the Aloof Buddhist Devotee Dotes on His Wife 5

She looked over.

The few times they had met, it seemed like there were always many people around him.

Zhou Mingyu stood out in the crowd, surrounded by business elites in black suits, but at that moment, they all respectfully gathered around him, pleading for an opportunity.

He wore a black Chinese tunic, its collar buttoned meticulously, black hair falling over his forehead, skin white as snow, with hair as dark as ink. His wrist, partially revealed from his sleeve, was wrapped with Buddha beads. The man’s lips formed a straight line, his expression unreadable, his entire being exuded a contradictory aura of Buddhist calm and ruthlessness.

"Mr. Zhou, please look at me—just help me once, and I will repay you by serving you like an ox or a horse. For you, it’s just a trivial matter, just a nod from you, please—" a man implored him on bended knees.

"Mr. Zhou is busy with other matters; you cannot afford to delay him," his bodyguard coldly herded the man along from behind.

"Seeking me is pointless," Zhou Mingyu lifted his gaze, his eyes as cold as the perpetual ice atop the frostiest mountain. He stopped walking, his fingers ceasing their movement along the Buddha beads, "If I were you, I wouldn’t desperately seek help at the wrong places like this."

"Ah? Then what should I do?" the man, having received Mingyu’s response, suddenly looked up, staring at him as if he were his only savior.

Mingyu looked up towards the bustling Jinghua No.1 not far away, his brow slightly furrowed.

At that moment, he saw a woman in a champagne-colored evening gown at the hotel steps, gracefully holding her skirt while linked arm in arm with the man beside her ascending the steps.

His vision was excellent; just from her turning around, he could see the woman’s face. Zhou Mingyu looked twice, realizing he had seen her before.

The woman was beautiful, every strand of her hair stunningly perfect, the sequins and pearls on the hem of her dress glittering under the light, and at that moment, he saw the woman turn her head and smile at the man beside her.

Zhou Mingyu withdrew his gaze, expressionless.

The daughter of the Su family.

Only then did he remember the man desperately waiting for his response behind him. Zhou Mingyu turned to look at him and then said, "The Jian Family has a charity banquet today; seeking them should better resolve your current predicament."

The man was stunned, gazing at the celestial-like handsome figure in front of him.

The Zhou family, through generations, held prominent positions and achievements. The older generation included generals with honorable origins, possessing considerable status in political circles. The younger generation boasted researchers in physics, as well as experts and academicians in aerospace.

This generation’s Crown Prince of the Zhou family, Zhou Mingyu, did not make frequent public appearances. Compared to other descendants of the Zhou family, he was more virtuous, shunned the company of women, was reticent, but decisive and experienced in his actions, a formidable figure indeed.

Only those within his circle were aware; this man was the true Crown Prince of the Beijing circle.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhou; I understand now," the man bowed deeply.

Zhou Mingyu nodded his head, turned, and left, followed by his bodyguard.

*

Su Zhiruan handed her invitation to the waiter who, after checking it, was met with a simultaneous bow from two rows of well-trained waiters, "Welcome, Miss Su!"

Jiang Beiyu was somewhat excited, but he forced himself to remain calm as Su Zhiruan linked her arm with his and they continued walking into the banquet hall.

"Brother Beiyu, don’t be nervous. We have many such occasions ahead of us," Su Zhiruan said after they entered the banquet hall, releasing his arm. She patted Jiang Beiyu’s shoulder, deliberately maintaining the persona of a love-struck girl.

"Ruanruan, I will definitely work hard for our future," Jiang Beiyu said as he observed the scene before him, a scene he had never encountered before; his eyes reddened with excitement. "If there are more banquets like this in the future, you can always bring your husband along. Once I take over the Su Group, you can stay at home with the kids and enjoy life. We’ll be happy for a lifetime."

Su Zhiruan felt nauseous upon hearing this.

However, to entice the snake out of its hole, she feigned enjoyment, pretending to be moved. "Great! There are a few more banquets coming up. I’ll take you with me then."

Jiang Beiyu glanced again at the people present, and his blood began to boil.

The nobles around them, at the very least, were dressed in luxury brands, while the big shots being surrounded were clad in purely custom-made outfits.

Any piece of jewelry taken out could fetch a sky-high price.

Meanwhile, the celebrities who regularly appeared on screen were merely there to accompany drinks.

The Su Family’s status wasn’t especially high, but it wasn’t too low either. At such banquets, she could find a few familiar young ladies and integrate into the circle.

"Brother Beiyu, you go ahead and mingle. I’m going to chat with Miss Jiang," Su Zhiruan, having achieved her goal, found an excuse to leave. "My close girlfriends and I haven’t met in a long time. You don’t mind, do you, Brother Beiyu?"

"Not at all, not at all," said Jiang Beiyu repeatedly. He nearly couldn’t contain his smile, eagerly waiting to ditch Su Zhiruan and start mingling with the nobles on his own. With a cheerful expression, he urged her, "Go on, Ruanruan. As a grown man, surely I won’t get lost."

"Alright." Su Zhiruan picked up her dress and walked toward Miss Jiang.

Her main objective this time was to show Jiang Beiyu the value she could bring him.

The original owner of the body, overwhelmed by romantic delusions, inexplicably thought that since Jiang Beiyu worked so hard to earn money, she should not spend carelessly. Sometimes, in an effort to save money, she even washed Jiang Beiyu’s clothes and underwear by hand and cooked meals herself.

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Jiang Beiyu approached her precisely to bleed her dry and take the Su Family’s money. This chauvinistic man’s common ailment was to play the savior, especially to women like Bai Yueyou, who handed over their whole hearts and bodies to him. He preferred this over the spoiled young ladies like the original owner.

Next, Su Zhiruan was prepared to introduce him to the dizzying luxury and unbounded extravagance of this circle. The more Jiang Beiyu saw, the greater his ambition would grow, and the quicker he would act.

She walked over and chatted briefly with a few familiar young ladies.

"Ruanruan, I heard that man over there is your fiancé? I thought you and Mr. Jian had a mutual interest before. I can’t believe you’re now choosing an ordinary person," Miss Chen spoke, her eyes full of schadenfreude, clearly looking down on Jiang Beiyu.

"Ruanruan, have you thought it through? Marrying an ordinary man, are you planning to have him join our family?" expressed Miss Mu, her calm eyes brimming with concern. "You should be careful not to be blinded by love."

"Thank you, Amu. I understand," Su Zhiruan smiled, a plan forming in her mind. "By the way, Amu, could you help me with something?"

Miss Mu looked at Su Zhiruan as she extended her hand and took hers. She was slightly surprised but still nodded her head.