My Scheming Little Devil

"Don’t worry, this team is the most professional at the international level, infiltrating is their specialty. If they leave any room for people to find incriminating evidence, then they are not professional. And the items they took have all been placed somewhere far using a particular method. If you don’t observe carefully, you won’t notice. However, because too much time has passed since the crime was committed, the evidence at the scene has also been obliterated. To investigate will require some time."

Ye Lu was shocked. She didn’t know his background, but the attitude of the guests and Jun Guanru just now suggested that he was a descendant of a high official, someone of extraordinary status.

Such a person was actually degrading himself to help her.

It made her feel that not all of the people of power and status in this world were heartless.

As for Yuan Jiayin, she was done for this time!

"I can wait, thank you regardless."

"Uncle Ling, what are you guys talking about?" Ye Yiyi approached giggling, then cunningly asked, "Uncle Ling, can you hold me and take us to meet the Jun family?"

"You manipulative little minx." Ling Yan laughed, picked her up and acknowledged that it was this little one who had phoned him to save the day. Ah, Bao’er’s future daughter-in-law. For this relationship’s sake, he had to help.

He took Ye Lu’s hand, accompanied by Ye Yuan, and the four of them stood in front of Jun Guanru.

"This is my girlfriend."

Jun Guanru’s face was a bit forced, after all, to their Jun family, Ye Lu was more than a familiar figure. She had a fall out with Jun Huang, and now, having elegantly rebounded, brought her new boyfriend and child to the banquet, proud and determined to win back some ground.

The situation was indeed awkward.

"Uncle Ling, she was just saying that Mommy’s boyfriend hasn’t arrived yet and wondered if it was because he can’t show his face in public. She meant to say you can’t show your face in public." Ye Yiyi points accusingly at Bai Sijia as she laughs gloatingly.

Bai Sijia’s face instantly reddened, deeply embarrassed. She never would’ve expected Ye Lu to bring a man of such stature to the banquet. She’d really shot herself in the foot.

But knowing very well her limits, she immediately laughed it off: "Young Master Ling, I was just joking."

"As a future matriarch, you should know when to speak. Heighten yourself while degrading others is impolite," Ling Yan spoke rather curtly.

Bai Sijia’s face turned even redder. This man was totally disregarding her face, and today was her banquet.

Upon seeing Bai Sijia’s embarrassed expression, Ye Lu felt triumphant.

"ThirdYoung Master Jun, I’ve heard a lot about you!" Ling Yan extended his hand towards Third Young Master Jun, his eyes fathomless.

Third Young Master slightly raised his eyebrows, then flashed a smile and also extended his hand to shake his:

"I’ve also heard much about you, the cream of the crop among the younger generation in politics. But why would someone like Young Master Ling pay attention to someone insignificant like me from the Jun family."

"Ha, just like how you’ve been watching me, I’ve been watching you," Ling Yan chuckled.

The two’s conversation held deep meaning, others wouldn’t understand, only they knew clearly the situation and were on guard against each other, Feiyu’s face also revealed hints of change.

Soon everyone dispersed in their own directions for entertainment. Bai Sijia was left with no pleasant mood left. Ye Lu appeared so ostentatiously, even that man dotes on her, while Third Young Master completely neglected her. Looking at the sympathetic gazes of the guests, she couldn’t help but feel humiliated.

When the banquet was half over, Ye Lu left the banquet and went to the garden.

She saw Third Young Master, deep in the corridor between the overgrown vines, speaking over the phone. His face was not as laid-back as usual, instead he looked quite stern.

She walked over, and as Third Young Master saw her approaching, he ended his call, leaning against the railing of the flower rack, his eyes muddled, gazing at her.