<h4>Chapter 95</h4>


    Wen Qingyan declined Jing Yi''s suggestion, "No need, it''s not a big deal." After all, he was only specting without evidence, and it wouldn''t be good to rashly bring it up to Jing Zeqian.


    Wen Qingyan turned to Jing Zejun, "I just wanted to remind Mr. Jing that some media reporters were invited to the banquet."


    Jing Zejun was a bit surprised, "Media was invited to this banquet?" Jing Yi looked around, seeing the banquet hall filled with peopleing and going, all appearing to be guests.


    Wen Qingyan''s expression was serious, "They weren''t invited, Jiang Miaomiao called them privately."


    Jing Zejun immediately understood Wen Qingyan''s meaning and exchanged a nce with Jing Yi.


    It seemed this banquet indeed had some issues.


    "I just wanted Mr. Jing to be more cautious." It''s always good to have some precautions, as Jing Zeqian trusted Jiang Miaomiao too much.


    Jing Yi sighed, "What''s the use of a warning? He''ll find a way to exin it away." Even if Jing Zeqian couldn''t exin it, Jiang Miaomiao would. Without evidence, it was all useless.


    Jing Yi''s eyes flickered, feeling too passive staying here, "Jun Jun, you chat with Mr. Wen for a while, I''ll go check on Second Brother."


    Jing Zejun''s brows furrowed slightly, but she could only agree for now.


    After Jing Yi left, the concern in Jing Zejun''s eyes hadn''t dissipated. She always felt that Jing Yi was hiding something from her, thoughts she couldn''t hear.


    Wen Qingyanforted her: "If you''re worried, we can go over and check in a bit. The banquet hall is crowded, so at least Jiang Miaomiao won''t dare do anything openly." Jing Zejun nodded slightly, only able tofort herself this way.


    On the other side, Jing Zeqian was chatting with Jiang Miaomiao. Noticing her somewhat paleplexion, he advised, "If you''re not feeling well, don''t drink anymore."


    Jiang Miaomiao''s smile seemed a bit forced as she tugged at the corners of her mouth, "The first time we met, you said something simr to me..." She seemed to be lost in memories.


    Jing Zeqian smiled, "I didn''t expect you to remember that. I thought you were too drunk at the time."


    Jing Zeqian and Jiang Miaomiao''s first meeting was at a drinking party. Jiang Miaomiao was only twenty then, drinking with investors for a role, and ended up in the hospital. Jing Zeqian was the one who took her there.


    "If you can''t drink, don''t. Why keep forcing yourself?" Jing Zeqian looked at the barely conscious Jiang Miaomiao on the hospital bed, somewhat disgusted.


    Disgusted with those investors who treated people poorly just because they had some money, and disgusted with the stubborn person on the bed.


    Jiang Miaomiao mumbled hazily, "I can drink. That role... I must get it!"


    Later, Jing Zeqian started an entertainmentpany, and his first artist was Jiang Miaomiao.


    Jiang Miaomiao quickly pulled herself out of the memory, "Zeqian, I have something I want to tell you. Can youe with me for a moment?" She was afraid if she thought about it any longer, she''d be more hesitant.


    Jing Zeqian didn''t think much of it and nodded, following Jiang Miaomiao to the side.


    Jiang Miaomiao walked to the bar first, took a ss of wine, and made some subtle movements with her hand. Jing Zeqian followed her in, not noticing Jiang Miaomiao''s actions.


    Jiang Miaomiao turned around, smiling as she handed the ss to Jing Zeqian.


    Jing Zeqian took it naturally, looking at the ss in Jiang Miaomiao''s hand and said, "You shouldn''t drink anymore. The main guest getting drunk would be big news."


    Jiang Miaomiao forced a smile, her hand tightening slightly on the ss she had passed over.


    "I haven''t had much. It''s rare for everyone to gather, we should be happy! Come on, cheers!"


    Jing Zeqian didn''t insist, raising the ss to his lips.


    Jiang Miaomiao stared intently at the ss, her whole body tense, as if something was pounding her heart, beating wildly again and again!


    "Second Brother!"


    Jing Yi''s voice interrupted Jing Zeqian. Jiang Miaomiao watched as the ss was lowered, and it felt as if her heart stopped at that moment...


    Jing Zeqian turned his head to look at Jing Yi, who had hurried over, still breathing rapidly, her hair ornament askew.


    Jing Zeqian casually put the ss down on the bar and reached out to adjust Jing Yi''s hair ornament, his tone disapproving, "Why are you in such a rush? You''re wearing a formal dress, can''t you act more like a youngdy?"


    Jing Yi didn''t have time to talk to him. She was looking at that ss of wine, and at Jiang Miaomiao who was also staring at it.


    "You drank?!" Jing Yi''s voice was very anxious.


    Jing Zeqian was a bit confused, "Not yet. What''s wrong?" Hearing his words, Jing Yi let out a heavy sigh of relief. Afraid Jiang Miaomiao would notice something unusual, she quickly exined, "No, it''s just that you still have to driveter!"


    Jing Zeqian was even more confused. If he remembered correctly, shouldn''t there be a driver in the car?


    Jiang Miaomiao looked at Jing Yi who had barged in. She knew the best opportunity had been interrupted. She was unwilling, but with one more person, there was one more chance of exposure. No matter how unwilling, she could only wait for another chance.


    Jiang Miaomiao put on a smile again, discreetly taking back the ss Jing Zeqian had put down.


    "Yi Yi, did youe to find your second brother?" Jing Yi silently watched her actions, stepping forward to stand in front of her, "No, I came to chat with Sister Miaomiao."


    Jiang Miaomiao looked a bit surprised, "Me?" Jing Yi kept an eye on that ss of wine in her peripheral vision and smiled, "Yes, the wine over there doesn''t taste good. I came to ask Sister Miaomiao for a ss to drink."


    Jing Yi''s gaze slowly focused on Jiang Miaomiao''s hand. She looked up, "How about the one in Sister Miaomiao''s hand?"


    A sh of malice quickly rose in Jiang Miaomiao''s eyes. She had considered giving it to Jing Yi to drink. Towards Jing Zeqian, Jiang Miaomiao might still have some reluctance, but towards Jing Yi, she had none at all.


    However, the person in front of her was too unpredictable.


    Jiang Miaomiao couldn''t guarantee that after handing the ss to Jing Yi, some unexpected situation wouldn''t ur.


    She didn''t want to take that risk.


    Jiang Miaomiao''s smile became a bit stiff, and she discreetly moved the ss away from Jing Yi, "I''ve already drunk from this ss. I''ll pour you another one, there''s plenty of wine." She prepared to leave Jing Yi''s side with the ss.


    Suddenly, Jing Yi seemed to lose her bnce and bumped into her. The wine spilled on both of them.


    "Ah!"


    Jing Yi looked very flustered, taking tissues to wipe the wine stains on Jiang Miaomiao. Feeling it wasn''t clean enough, she then used the thin gauze of her skirt to wipe.


    All the while, she kept apologizing: "I''m sorry! I''m sorry! Sister Miaomiao, I didn''t mean to!"


    Due to the emotional rollercoaster, Jiang Miaomiao could no longer maintain her facade of calmness. She pushed Jing Yi away, "Stop wiping!"


    Jing Zeqian quickly came over, seeing both of them covered in wine stains, "How can you be so careless?!" He looked at Jiang Miaomiao, his eyes filled with apology, "Miaomiao, she didn''t mean it. I apologize on her behalf."


    Jiang Miaomiao still held the empty ss, anger shing in her eyes, forcing a smile, "It''s fine." What kind of apology was this? The person was right here, why apologize for her?!


    The formal dress was already ruined. "Yi Yi, let me take you to change clothes?"