Qi Peng became withdrawn after returning from the theater, as gloomy as a gray mushroom growing in a damp corner.
He found out through some means that most of the withdrawn resources were from the He family.
"I expected the Gibbs family to retaliate, but I didn't expect He Xun to be even more ruthless than them. You are not their biological child, are you?"
"If possible, I don't want to be his child." He Huan calmly looked through the intelligent computer.
He Xun's actions must have been a fatal blow to the original owner, but He Huan had no interest in acting.
"You're still playing with the AI at this hour!" Qi Peng glanced at him and muttered, "Let me be frank with you. I won't do business at a loss."
He Huan chuckled: "You really don't have any revolutionary friendship at all. Do you think I'm a loser?"
Qi Peng felt weak because of his smile, so he touched his nose and turned away: "I am honest and straightforward, unlike those people who like to play tricks."
He Huan: "Don't change the concept, your character is stingy and mean."
Qi Peng was not embarrassed when he was exposed. He held his head high and admitted generously: "What's wrong with this? Only those who are thrifty can live a good life. Frugality is a virtue."
After he forced himself to be virtuous, he finally felt a little embarrassed.
"Um... what are your plans next..."
He Huan dialed Jiang Xintian's number in front of him.
Qi Peng opened his mouth so wide that an egg could fit in it: "I, I, you dare to look for him?"
He Huan lazily brushed the hair that drooped down to his eyelids and said, "It all depends on whether the old man keeps his word."
Qi Peng recalled that at the memorial service, Jiang Xintian treated He Huan very kindly.
But many big guys were like this at the time, just like the business courtesy of elders to younger people.
Although Jiang Xintian and Muriel had a special relationship, so many years have passed, who knows how much true love is left.
Qi Peng looked at him suspiciously, feeling uneasy.
The communication was quickly connected.
He Huan: "Hello, Teacher Jiang, I am He Huan."
"Xiao Huan?!" Jiang Xintian's hearty laughter came from the other end: "Do you want to go drink with the old man?"
"Yes, I don't know if Teacher Jiang is free recently. I brewed a bottle of wine myself and want to bring it to you to try." He Huan said.
"You can also make your own wine?" Jiang Xintian was very interested: "I must try this. Bring some wine to my house the day after tomorrow. I happen to have a party there."
He Huan: "My pleasure."
Jiang Xintian also repeatedly reminded: "You must come."
This must be sleepwalking, Qi Peng asked vaguely: "Did Mr. Jiang really invite you to his house?"
He Huan showed the address location sent by Jiang Xintian.
Qi Peng pinched his thigh: "Hiss... It hurts, it's true! Damn, you are amazing, He Huan." He paused: "I have known you for so many years, how come I didn't know you could make wine, where is your wine? Aren't you framing Mr. Jiang?"
Everyone in the circle knows that Jiang Xintian is addicted to alcohol and cannot live without it for a day.
There are countless people who want to use his hobby to get close to him, but Jiang Xintian is a picky person and few people can really take advantage of him.
Jiang Xintian has tasted all kinds of good wine, and asking He Huan to bring his own brewed wine to the party was really giving him enough face!
Qi Peng saw He Huan go to the bedroom, and when he came out, he had a wine bottle in his hand. The bottle had a very classic oriental design.
"This is the wine I brewed." He Huan opened the cork, and the clear and fragrant aroma of the wine instantly wafted out.
Qi Peng stretched his neck and twitched his nose like a greedy mouse: "Oh my god, what kind of wine smells so good!"
Even someone like him who doesn't like drinking couldn't help swallowing his saliva.
He Huan put the cork back into the bottle and held up the bottle: "Albizia Julibrissin wine."
…
Lanfeng Villa Area.
Jiang Xintian’s current residence.
It was almost evening when He Huan arrived and the banquet had not yet begun.
The servant standing at the door greeted him and led him into the living room.
Looking around, they are all top figures in the circle, and they even attended Muriel's memorial service a few days ago.
This group of people saw that He Huan was no longer as enthusiastic as before.
Some of them just said hello indifferently, and some even pretended not to see him.
Zheng Changdong was also among the invited guests. When he saw He Huan suddenly appear, he became furious when he remembered what happened the day before.
He walked up to He Huan and asked, "Why are you here?"
"Of course it was Teacher Jiang's invitation."
He Huan stood tall and graceful, not at all embarrassed or timid by everyone's indifference. She looked as happy as if she was taking a leisurely stroll in her own yard.
When Zheng Changdong saw his calm and composed appearance and compared it with the suffering he had endured in the past two days, it was like a steel fork stabbing his heart, leaving blood all over.
"If you say it is, then it is? Who knows if he ran in with a drooling face."
Jiang Xintian, who was standing on the second floor, saw the argument between the two and said to the people around him with a smile, "Xiao Huan is really patient."
The beautiful lady next to him raised her chin, her lavender eyes full of pride: "I said he was very good."
It was Mrs. Gloria.
The two have been drinking buddies for many years, but due to their busy work schedules they rarely see each other, so it was a rare opportunity for them to get together today.
Jiang Xintian laughed and winked mischievously: "It's rare to see you defend someone like this."
Gloria brushed her golden curly hair and sipped her wine elegantly with her red lips: "Of course, because he deserves it."
Jiang Xintian suddenly said, "Your perfume smells great tonight."
It's intoxicating.
Gloria's beautiful eyes suddenly sparkled with stars, and a charming smile blossomed on her lips: "Xiao Huan sent me off!"
She is completely obsessed with this perfume. Every time she uses it, she feels happy and her charm increases so much that everyone pays attention to her.
Jiang Xintian was a little surprised, but seeing the argument below becoming more intense, he said, "We should go down now."
Gloria's eyes swept across Zheng Changdong, and a flash of disgust passed through her.
When the two came down, they happened to hear Zheng Changdong saying, "Your dying struggle is really ugly. You might as well find an alpha to have a baby with."
Everyone in the circle received the news, and the Gibbs family and the He family clearly stated that they wanted to ban He Huan.
Under the absolute power of the nobility and the financial tycoons, no one dared to resist this order.
He Huan is completely finished in the entertainment industry.
"How come I didn't know He Huan was going to die?"
When Zheng Changdong heard this voice, he turned his head stiffly and gave a dry laugh: "Mr. Jiang..."
Jiang Xintian had a blank expression on his face: "Director Zheng thinks that omegas are only fit to give birth to children for alphas?"
Everyone in the circle knows that Jiang Xintian’s omega daughter was deceived by a scumbag A. The scumbag repeatedly brainwashed her that omegas are social wastes and are only fit to bear children for alphas. Later, she became depressed and committed suicide.
Jiang Xintian is very disgusted by this statement.
Zheng Changdong's eyes were weak, and he took two steps back without even realizing it: "I, I didn't mean that... I was just trying to kindly advise He Huan not to do useless work."
Jiang Xintian became more indifferent: "Useless work?"
Zheng Changdong swallowed his saliva: "Everyone in the circle knows about it, why bother..."
Gloria walked over and sneered, "Let me hear what people in the circle are saying. Let's see who dares to touch the people under my protection!"
The moment Zheng Changdong saw Groya, all the color disappeared from his face.
Why did the Countess suddenly take care of He Huan's affairs? When did they know each other? If He Huan had such resources, how could he have such a hard time in the entertainment industry
He had previously played the second male lead role in this drama, but he reluctantly gave it to him after He Huan had said all kinds of good things to him and made all kinds of compromises and concessions.
A series of questions have made his already tense nerves even more fragile.
Meeting Gloria's cold eyes, Zheng Changdong's feet slipped and he had to grab a flower column in a panic to keep his balance.
A lot of flowers on the pillars were torn to pieces and fell miserably to the ground.
It looks very much like Zheng Changdong's embarrassed appearance.
"I… "
Jiang Xintian glanced at the withered flowers on the ground, his eyes devoid of warmth.
The sense of dignity accumulated over the years came out forcefully: "Director Zheng, I heard that your crew had some problems a few days ago, and it also affected the time for submission for review. There is a role in the play I have that is very suitable for Xiao Huan. Why don't you lend him to me during this free time?"
Zheng Changdong didn't dare to say no: "Of course, no problem..."
Faced with the evergreens and national treasure-level seniors in the entertainment industry, Zheng Changdong could only swallow the bitter pill.
If he had known that He Huan had the ability to get Jiang Xintian and Mrs. Gloria to speak for him, he would not have dared to make things difficult for He Huan even if he had a thousand guts.
It was all because the benefits offered by the He family and the Gibbs family were too tempting, and he couldn't resist.
Gloria sneered: "I think this gentleman is not feeling well, so he should go home and rest early."
Zheng Changdong had a bitter face. He had managed to get to tonight's party through connections, in order to find a big boss to save the play he was working on.
He was kicked out before he even had time to sit down, and I don’t know how the circle will bash him tomorrow.
He begged for mercy humbly: "I'm fine, I..."
Jiang Xintian: "Butler, send Director Zheng off."
Zheng Changdong opened his mouth, and under the mocking gazes of everyone, he was led out by the housekeeper like a stray dog.
When he walked past He Huan, he couldn't help but take a look.
He Huan's expression was dull, neither sad nor happy, as if he was just a piece of air and he didn't take him seriously at all.
Zheng Changdong thought of the purpose of tonight and the amount of compensation he would have to pay. He felt dizzy and fell to the ground.
…
The hall became lively again.
Everyone returned to their respective positions, as if nothing had happened.
Just suddenly, like a change of scene in a stage play.
Those who had been indifferent to He Huan before now put on warm faces, as if they were old friends who had known each other for many years.
He Huan followed suit and handled the situation with ease.
After a round of drinking, I finally had some free time.
He Huan picked up the wine he had prepared and walked to Jiang Xintian: "Teacher Jiang, this is the wine I brewed for you."
Jiang Xintian put down the cigar in his hand and smiled: "That's thoughtful. Put it here."
He was just complimenting casually at the time. The child was Muriel's son. With the memory and concern for his best friend, he would take extra care of He Huan no matter what.
Gloria, who was sitting next to him, had her beautiful eyes rolling. She spread out her feather fan and lightly covered her red lips: "Xintian, why don't you give me this wine?"
Jiang Xintian was stunned for a moment: "You have so many fine wines in your winery, why are you competing with me for this?"
Gloria giggled: "Are you going to give it to me or not?"
The perfume that He Huan gave her was extraordinary, and the wine this time must be no worse.
Jiang Xintian glanced at He Huan.
He Huan met Gloria's cunning eyes and smiled knowingly: "It's all up to Teacher Jiang."
Jiang Xintian laughed and pushed the bottle over with his right hand: "Since Xiao Huan agrees, I'll give it to you."
Gloria put away her feather fan, picked up the wine bottle with her slender and beautiful hands, and pried the cork with her thumb.
Bo--
The cork separated from the bottle mouth, and a thin white smoke gushed out from the bottle mouth.
Albizia julibrissin wine has the effect of relieving depression, calming the mind, and tranquilizing the spirit.
In addition, He Huan is infused with spiritual energy, which can prolong life, nourish the spirit, and is very suitable for middle-aged and elderly people to take for health preservation.
The aroma of the cassia flower wine is refreshing, fragrant, mellow and lasting, which makes people excited at the sight.
Sure enough, Jiang Xintian and Gloria were completely immersed in the aroma of the wine.
His brows are relaxed and his expression is relaxed, as if he has entered a mysterious state of Zen.
Unconsciously, Jiang Xintian reached out to the wine bottle and his fingertips touched the back of Gloria's hand.
Gloria woke up with a start and quickly pressed the bottle against her plump chest: "Come and get it if you can!"
Jiang Xintian didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and looked at her eagerly: "Can I have a taste?"
He looked like a child begging for a toy, without any of the authority and sharpness he had just shown when he confronted Zheng Changdong.
Gloria's eyebrows and eyes were full of pride: "You said it was given to me."
Jiang Xintian held his forehead with his hand, thinking that he was shooting himself in the foot.
Gloria definitely opened the bottle of wine in front of him on purpose, just to play a trick on him.
He Huan smoothed things over: "I still have some wine. I'll give another bottle to Teacher Jiang next time."
Jiang Xintian nodded with satisfaction: "Xiao Huan is really sensible."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a commotion at the door, as if some important person had arrived.
Jiang Xintian clapped his hands happily and said to He Huan, "Look, the male lead of our play is here, Yan Tingyun, who is the most popular among you young people. Come on, I'll take you over to meet him."
…
As soon as Gloria returned to the mansion, she saw her nephew carrying a military backpack and looking like he was going out.
"Fitz, where are you going?"
Fitz slung his backpack over his shoulder: "On a mission, aliens appeared on the planet Kersburg."
Gloria looked at him distressedly: "Why do you always do such dangerous things? Can't you stay with me for a few more days?!"
Fitz remained silent and walked towards the door with his long, powerful legs.
Xu Yihan drove to pick him up and landed at the door: "Fitz, get in the car. They are already urging us."
Gloria ran over quickly.
She knew that Fitz was a taciturn person and would not answer any questions, so she would always ask Xu Yihan directly whenever she had any questions.
"Xiao Han, is this mission dangerous?"
Xu Yihan smiled and saluted her: "Madam, it's a piece of cake, you don't have to worry."
Gloria then breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good."
But for some reason, I still felt a little uneasy.
When she saw Xu Yihan starting the car to leave, she panicked even more. When she saw the bottle of wine in her hand, she stuffed it directly into Fitz's hand: "It's so boring to be on a mission, drink some wine to relieve your fatigue."
Fitz didn't need any of this, but the car started moving and he had to put the bottle in his backpack.