Quick Transmigration: Drama Queen's Daily Life Chapter 1378 - 1367: Not the Abused Heroine

"Uncle Cheng is so extravagant, using such a high-end hotel for the annual party." As soon as she entered, Ye Youhuan’s head kept turning as if she’d never seen such a big event.

In reality, in her past life, she was the heir of Zhang Group and had seen quite a lot, but she still felt her own dad was slightly lacking compared to Cheng Ruiting.

How to describe her dad’s character? Besides being selfish, he was very concerned with appearances. In that world, though Dad loved Mom, he often felt she wasn’t good enough for him, which is why he rarely took her to events like this, and gradually, she came to dislike them too.

But Uncle Cheng was different. He thought this was no big deal, an annual party was about everyone having fun together, so every employee could bring two to three family members, and everyone had the chance to enter the lucky draw.

Honestly, Ye Youhuan felt that in that world, Mom had been a bit harsh on Uncle Cheng. Whenever she suffered grievances from Dad, it was Uncle Cheng who helped resolve them. Yet in the end, Uncle Cheng never won Mom over and had to endure Dad’s targeting.

So, in this lifetime, she hoped Uncle Cheng could be with Mom, as compensation for the regrets of the past life.

Cheng Ruiting’s company is large, naturally with many employees, and there are quite a few handsome men and beautiful women there. As a result, Ye Qiu and the others didn’t attract much attention, but one person immediately ground his teeth in anger upon seeing them.

"What’s up with President Zhang?" A senior official accompanying Zhang Xianwei from the Cheng Group followed his gaze, but didn’t find anything amiss, so he asked curiously.

"Nothing, just saw a daring woman." Zhang Xianwei withdrew his gaze and took a swig of strong liquor.

The official topped off his drink, chuckling: "Nowadays, all women are bold, President Zhang, don’t mind them."

How could he not mind?

Zhang Xianwei was seething with hatred, remembering the time that woman reported him and then vanished, leaving him to face everyone’s mockery, claiming he not only lost Li Jiaru but couldn’t even win over a common girl. Such humiliation couldn’t be forgotten.

She was the one who coveted wealth, she was the one who climbed into his bed proactively, only to refuse to become his lover and turn against him, yet she thought she was fit to be his wife?

Yes, even after nearly four years had passed, Zhang Xianwei never admitted that Ye Qiu rejected him. Instead, he self-hypnotized into thinking Ye Qiuxin was overambitious and felt hopeless, leading to a dramatic breakup.

It wasn’t that he hadn’t searched for her; he had, and knew she’d come to Luocheng, but the more he thought about it, the more indignant he got. If people knew he was looking for her, wouldn’t it be even more humiliating? If she knew, wouldn’t she harass him again?

After much consideration, Zhang Xianwei decided not to come to Luocheng to find her, yet never expected that, upon accepting Cheng Group’s invitation to the annual gala, he’d meet her again!

Zhang Xianwei couldn’t help but entertain conspiracy theories in his mind, wondering if Ye Qiu was doing this deliberately. After all, it’s no secret that he accepted Cheng Group’s invitation, and anyone paying attention to the two companies would know. Was she intentionally dressing up beautifully to attract him?

Indeed, in Zhang Xianwei’s eyes, Ye Qiu always belonged to the category of attractive women. Otherwise, with his picky taste, he wouldn’t have let Ye Qiu into his home back then.

However, they misunderstood each other entirely; one thought they were there to repay a favor, while the other believed the person was offering their body for a deal.

Ye Qiu ultimately chose a relatively simple black ankle-length bodycon dress. It seemed ordinary from the front, but because of her good figure and the fabric’s drape, it exuded a high-class impression, and from the back, a layer of thin tulle outlined a perfect back shape, with her fair skin faintly visible. Though there were many beauties present, dressed very fashionably, she truly attracted quite a few glances.

Ye Qiu wasn’t Zhang Xianwei’s first woman, but she left the deepest impression on him, not only because of her courage to confront him but also due to his satisfaction with her body, which is why, until today, he couldn’t forget her.

Ha, not brave enough to find me, just wants to show up in front of me like this?

Zhang Xianwei curled his lips in a smirk, uncertain if he was proud or what, thinking: Woman, you’ve successfully grabbed my attention again!

Luckily, Ye Qiu remained oblivious to Zhang Xianwei being there, let alone his thoughts, or she’d be absolutely furious.

How could there be such a narcissistic and over-thinking man in this world? Can such a person truly be a capable boss of a major company?

"Uncle Cheng is out." Ye Youhuan exclaimed excitedly, her gaze locked on the stage; from any angle, her Uncle Cheng was very exceptional! Probably nine out of ten single ladies present today had dressed up for Uncle Cheng!

Why doesn’t Mom feel any sense of crisis? Uncle Cheng would make a perfect husband!

"Thank you all for coming today. Thanks to everyone’s hard work, we have the Cheng Group of today. I won’t say more; enjoy the food and drinks, and I hope each of you here wins a prize tonight." He smiled and nodded, and the audience broke into enthusiastic applause.

The Cheng Group’s annual party usually doesn’t invite celebrities, according to him, the money for hiring stars would be better spent arranging more prizes. Everyone’s pragmatic; apart from the star-chasers, everyone expects money more than watching some celebrity, so at every party, the hosts spend all night drawing prizes, and if a major prize like a house or car is drawn, a winner comes up to say a few words of gratitude.

In between are Cheng Group’s business partners, etc., adding weight to the prize-drawing segment of the annual party, making sure everyone is happy.

There’s no need to watch programs or perform; just patiently wait to see if one wins a prize, occasionally grab some food or go to the dance floor to dance with someone desirable. Everyone’s quite satisfied with this arrangement.

"President Zhang, want to go dance?" The senior official invited warmly.

"No need." Zhang Xianwei’s gaze kept following Ye Qiu, whenever she seemed to approach, he’d pretend to look indifferent; when she moved away, he’d frown, believing she was engaging in the tactic of ’playing hard to get.’

Ha, foolish woman, still assuming I’d actively invite her?

If Ye Qiu knew his thoughts, she’d probably be wronged to death; was the drink unappetizing, or the snacks unpalatable? Why would she embarrass herself by going to Zhang Xianwei?

Moreover, she had no idea he was even here today, okay?

Narcissistic daydreaming is a disease, seriously needs treating!

Feeling increasingly impatient, Zhang Xianwei finally lost his composure upon seeing Cheng Ruiting standing by Ye Qiu, and he marched over with a dark look.