Cici's expression suddenly trembled.
Her eyes fluttered quickly twice, then returned to calm.
"Everyone's waiting for us, let's hurry over." Cici hurriedly looked away, not daring to meet Charles Yin's eyes.
She was really afraid she might fall for him.
Because those eyes were just too serious.
So serious that it made her think it was real...
Charles Yin knew he couldn't rush things, so he didn't say anything else and kept walking forward.
Cici followed beside him, moving forward at his pace.
On the surface, she looked calm, but inside, waves of emotion surged.
It took a lot to finally enter the banquet hall, and as soon as the two appeared, they were warmly welcomed.
Cici knew all the welcome was for Charles Yin. She was just his companion, basking in his glory.
Charles Yin never bothers with pleasantries for others.
His smile blooms only for one person.
So even though Cici was by his side, he only nodded at the others, showing no extra expression.
Even though his face showed no other emotion, everyone at the banquet was wild with excitement.
Just being able to attend Charles Yin's banquet made everyone feel honored. It gave them bragging rights for the future!
Several of Charles Yin's loyal fans in the crowd couldn't help but whisper when their gaze fell on Cici: "Is the woman beside Mr. Yin his wife?"
"Of course not! She's just here to translate for Mr. Yin. Why would you think that?" Others quickly insisted that Cici was definitely not Charles Yin's wife.
That person asked in confusion, "How can it be such a coincidence? I've always been a fan of Mr. Yin. I've followed his Weibo, and although he deleted all photos of his ex-wife, I'm sure I remember correctly—his ex-wife looks exactly like his companion tonight!"
The others heard this and all turned to look at Cici.
Someone else vaguely agreed, "Now that you mention it, she really does look familiar! I think I've seen this look somewhere before..."
So, everyone at the banquet turned their gaze to Cici.
Cici was born into the Grant Family, her manners were impeccable.
Every gesture was graceful and measured.
Despite Charles Yin's powerful presence, Cici still managed to draw attention.
Charles Yin was always indifferent to these social occasions, and he let compliments pass by. His attention was entirely on Cici.
In the past, whenever Cici attended social events, she always drank juice or soda for the sake of her children's health. But tonight, she was sipping genuine champagne.
The alcohol brought a rosy flush to her cheeks, and her gaze grew soft and hazy.
This was a side of Cici that Charles Yin had never seen before!
He never realized that after a few drinks, his Little Mole could be so... captivating.
His Adam's apple bobbed, and his narrow eyes narrowed even further as he swept his gaze across the room.
But when he noticed other men glancing at Cici, his mood soured instantly!
No way was he going to let other men see this beautiful side of her!
Charles Yin set down his glass, and without giving her a chance to protest, said to Cici, "You've had enough to drink. Let me take you downstairs to rest."
Cici was stunned. Had she really drunk that much?
Besides, champagne wasn't even that strong, and she'd only just started. How could she be drunk already?
But before Cici could protest, he had already grabbed her hand and was pulling her away.
"Mr. Yin, what are you...?"
"Mr. Yin, is there something we've overlooked...?"
"Mr. Yin..." Seeing Charles Yin's dark expression, a group of guests grew nervous and started asking questions.