The lobby of the most luxurious hotel in Jiangcheng, the Vizi Hotel, was brightly lit tonight, with guests constantly coming and going, their laughter filling the entire hall. Today was the 70th birthday banquet of Park Seung, the patriarch of the Park family. The Park family's status in Jiangcheng was self-evident; they were business tycoons that even the government feared.
I got out of the car, smoothed my skirt, placed my hands together in the center of the skirt, and walked into the hall with my eyes looking straight ahead.
He noticed me approaching, but after glancing at me, he looked away. Was he still a little uncomfortable?
When I arrived in front of them, they stopped talking and became curious about my purpose.
Jiang Yueran: "Everyone, today is Grandpa's 70th birthday. Let's talk about the project later. My brother hasn't eaten yet, so I'll take him now." After saying that, I took his hand and led him to the long dining table in the center.
The familiar warmth of his palm confirmed his real presence at that moment, which gave me more courage to persevere.
He followed me without saying a word, and I had even prepared an explanation.Finally, it was our time alone together. I smiled happily and said, "Ah Lie, try this. It's delicious. I taught them how to make it." I put the steak on my plate, picked up a small piece with my fork, and took it out.
Looking at him, my hands trembled slightly.
His gaze finally met mine, and I flinched slightly. He grabbed my wrist, which was holding the steak, and held it still. I stared blankly as he moved my hand and put the steak in his mouth. He looked at my dazed expression, a smile spreading across his face, seemingly serious: "What are you doing? Why aren't you calling me 'brother'?"
He stared at me: "Ranran, you are my sister."
I was a little indignant, and tears welled up in my eyes: "So what if she's my sister? She's not my biological daughter."
He seemed oblivious to my reply, glanced around, and patted my shoulder. "The steak was delicious; I know you're always a good cook." He leaned close to my ear: "However, I think we should part ways now." He then walked away. Glancing in that direction, I knew the trouble he had just noticed.
She's a real problem. But she won't talk to me much at the banquet; she'd draw too much attention.
Ignore what she says, I'm ready. I put on a smile again and walked towards my grandfather and his companion.