By eight o'clock, Wen Xinya had not arrived yet. Reporters speculated whether Wen Xinya would not come. They thought that the rumors in the circle that Wen Xinya was strong and domineering, intolerant of her stepmother and stepsister, and at odds with her father were most likely true.
At this time, there was a commotion outside, and then two men dressed as chefs wearing white tall hats pushed a one-meter-high cake into the venue.
Such a beautiful cake tower immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the venue.
Ning Shuqian hurried over and said, "I didn't order such a cake. Did you send the wrong one?"
A man in the room said, "Hello, Madam Ning. Miss Wen asked us to send this over. Miss Wen specially invited a four-star French cake chef to make this cake tower for you. I wish you a happy birthday. May you have this day every year."
The person hasn't arrived yet, but the gifts have been delivered. It seems that Wen Xinya will probably come to attend her stepmother's birthday party. The rumors in the circle that Wen Xinya doesn't tolerate her stepmother and is not on good terms with her father are probably not true.
The reporters took a lot of photos of the cake.
"I didn't expect this kid to be so thoughtful." Ning Shuqian's face twitched slightly. What tricks was this little bitch Wen Xinya playing? Didn't she think that giving a cake tower would make her reputation better
This is too naive!
At eight o'clock, the cocktail party was about to begin, but less than one-third of the guests were invited to the party. The sparse group of people were all ladies and young ladies who were familiar with Ning Shuqian, and most of them were from unknown third-rate small families.
Ning Shuqian felt something was wrong. After all, Haowen was the president of Wen's Group. Even if he didn't give face to the monks, he would have to give face to the Buddha when sending the invitations. Most people would give him face. How was it possible that so many people didn't come
Wen Haowen couldn't bear it, his face turned pale. If he hadn't been in the hotel, he would have lost his temper on the spot. He quickly called his secretary and said, "Go check what's going on?"
Soon, Wen Haowen's secretary came back and said, "CEO, something bad has happened. Director Sun of the National Security Bureau is holding a birthday party for his wife at Shangri-La. The party is tonight at 8 o'clock. Celebrities from all walks of life in Beijing have received invitations. All the guests we originally invited have gone there."
"How could this happen? Doesn't the wife of the National Security Bureau Director never hold birthday parties for the public?" When Ning Shuqian heard the news, the color drained from her face, and her 12-centimeter stiletto heels almost couldn't support her shaky body.
Wen Haowen's gentle and handsome face instantly twisted into a terrifying look: "Why didn't I hear any news before?"
The director of the National Security Bureau, who is that? He is a person who has a say in politics, business, entertainment and literature. Who would not give him face when he holds a banquet? Who would not want to curry favor with him? Even if he is lying on a hospital bed, he will crawl to the banquet.
As the saying goes, the people should not fight against the officials. Compared with the director of the National Security Bureau, he seems not so impressive. No wonder those people didn't come to his party.
The secretary said quickly: "Not only you, even many people in the upper class did not receive the news until recently. The news was not reported until recently, and we were busy with the cocktail party, so we did not pay attention to it."
Wen Haowen was so angry that his liver hurt. He couldn't speak for a long time: "What do you do for a living? Such important news has not been figured out until now. Are you deliberately embarrassing me?"
The secretary lowered his head and let Wen Haowen scold him. Having followed Wen Haowen for many years, he naturally knew Wen Haowen's temper. At this moment, any explanation would be redundant.
At this time, the reporters at the scene also got the news, and they were immediately excited and took pictures of Ning Shuqian and Wen Haowen.
Ning Shuqian's mind was in a mess. She staggered and almost fell to the ground. She pulled Wen Haowen's sleeve and said, "Haowen, what should we do? What should we do now?"
Her eyes wandered around the cocktail party held specially for her. She thought that today was the beginning of her glory, but it ended up turning into an abyss like hell. The birthday cocktail party that she had painstakingly planned, carefully arranged and looked forward to turned into a huge joke.
Wen Haowen tugged at his tie in annoyance, his suppressed anger reaching its peak: "What should I do? You ask me, who should I ask? How should I know what to do?"
Ning Shuqian felt the flashes constantly shooting at her face. How glorious she was in front of the reporters just now, how miserable she was now. Suddenly... She couldn't help but blame herself for wearing such brightly colored clothes and such eye-catching accessories today.
She could almost imagine that the headlines of tomorrow's newspapers and magazines, apart from the National Security Bureau Director's birthday party for his wife, would be about her birthday reception being attended by an empty nest.
The extreme scenery contrasts with her extreme bleakness.
For the first time in her life, she felt such great humiliation.
Wen Haowen looked at the few guests, all of whom were from small and insignificant families. He felt that he had lost all his dignity and face. "What's wrong with you? Our Wen family is a well-known family in Beijing. Look at the kind of people you invited. They are so insignificant that they are embarrassing me."
Ning Shuqian said blankly: "They... are all ladies I know well, so I..."
When Wen Haowen heard this, he was even more furious: "You only know these ladies from third-rate small families who are not presentable? If that's the case, you might as well stay at home and stop embarrassing yourself."
"Hao...Haowen! I..." Ning Shuqian's mind was in a mess. Wen Haowen's angry and accusing words were like a knife scraping her heart, causing her excruciating pain.
Wen Haowen felt that if he stayed any longer, he would be more embarrassed, so he swung his hands and strode away. After a few steps, he turned back and said, "What are you still standing there for? Go change your clothes. We are going to Director Sun's banquet right now."
Ning Shuqian stood there blankly. She had never expected that the pit she had dug for Wen Xinya, which she had painstakingly schemed against, would end up burying herself, and she had buried herself so thoroughly.
Oh, right! Warm and elegant!
It is warm and elegant, it must be warm and elegant!
Otherwise, how could this happen to be such a coincidence
No... No, no matter how powerful Wen Xinya is, there is no way she could possibly send out the Director of the National Security Bureau!
She felt like this matter was a conspiracy that enveloped her, but she had no idea what was going on.
Wen Haowen looked at her blank expression and raised his voice irritably: "Did you hear what I said?"
Ning Shuqian woke up as if from a dream, and said blankly: "Go... go to Director Sun's banquet..."
She unconsciously repeated Wen Haowen's words. As soon as she finished speaking, she took a hit of ice cream and came to her senses. Because Director Sun held a birthday party for her wife, which caused her party to be empty-nest and she was embarrassed, she actually had to go there to kowtow and bow down.
Ning Shuqian was unwilling, and the emotions of anger, hatred, and humiliation surged up like a tide, drowning her completely. She suddenly clenched her hands and forced herself to calm down.