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As Autumn Wind and Qiu Ruolan arrived at the Qiu Residence, Qiu Hai was engaged in conversation with Liu Jian. He heard a call from the crowd, followed by the sound of cameras clicking rapidly in the hands of reporters.
Qiu Hai turned his head and was immediately captivated.
Autumn Wind's appearance was stunning, making it hard for him to associate the lonely woman from the rain with the charming and glamorous figure before him.
A smirk appeared on Qiu Hai's lips as he stepped forward, approaching Autumn Wind with a gentlemanly gesture, extending his hand. "Please." He stole a glance at her.
Qiu Ruolan, like a queen, linked arms with Autumn Wind and strode toward the banquet hall. As they brushed past Liu Jian, Autumn Wind instinctively grasped Qiu Ruolan's arm.
Her bright eyes scanned Liu Jian lightly, reminiscent of a queen receiving her devoted ministers.
She lifted her chin higher, letting out a cold scoff from her nose.
What Autumn Wind admired most about Qiu Ruolan was this quality; no matter how messy her private life was, she radiated an unmatched brilliance when standing in a crowd. To put it simply, she knew how to put on a show.
Inside the banquet hall, socialites gathered, and there was a subtle fragrance in the air, with the melodious sound of violins echoing in every corner.
Qiu Ruolan led Autumn Wind to a long table on one side of the hall. Autumn Wind released Qiu Ruolan's arm and reached for the cake on the table.
"Hey, what do you think you're doing?" Qiu Ruolan stopped her before her hand could touch the cake.
"Trying to eat some cake! What else would I do?" Autumn Wind pouted.
Qiu Ruolan turned around, her eyes watching the maids in uniforms weaving through the guests while she slowly leaned closer to Autumn Wind. "Isn't Qiu Hai supposed to ask you to dance tonight?"
"So what if he is?"
"He is the master, do you want to dance with your mouth full of cake crumbs?" As soon as Qiu Ruolan said this, Autumn Wind was stunned.
Autumn Wind usually ended up with cake crumbs all over her mouth when eating cake, and Qiu Ruolan's mention of this detail made her feel quite touched.
She withdrew her hand that was about to grab a piece of cake and turned to get closer to Qiu Ruolan. "So what are we going to do now?"
"Follow me..." Qiu Ruolan took Autumn Wind's hand and rushed into the crowd. "I want to introduce you to a few ladies I know..."
When Qiu Ruolan and Qiu Feng hosted a makeup and hair program, they got to know quite a few second-hand luxury goods dealers, most of whom were either wealthy socialites or daughters from affluent families.
In fact, as soon as Qiu Ruolan walked into the banquet hall with Autumn Wind on her arm, it immediately drew the attention of these women.
After all, there were many versions circulating about the story of Autumn Wind and Qiu Ruolan, and with the recent news of Autumn Wind's miscarriage and car accident making headlines, these gossip tidbits had already made these women keenly interested.
However, they maintained their own identities and statuses, refusing to let their gossiping hearts be as obvious as those of commoners or country women.
Seeing Qiu Ruolan leading Autumn Wind toward them, everyone's eyes lit up.
"Oh my, it's Sally! Come here quickly, this must be Autumn Wind! She really looks just like in the photos!" At that moment, a middle-aged woman who had just divorced her husband exclaimed.
"Hey, Sally, I have to admire you! You actually have such a beautiful woman. If I had been as clever as you back in the day and adopted such a child, who knows, I might be bringing my daughter here today!" This was a Golden Leftover Woman.
"Come on over! I've heard from my husband Liu that there's a young and beautiful girl in HK Director's circle. Now I finally get to see her! It was worth flying back from America for this banquet!" This was the voice of Liu Chen Jingmei, wife of HK Director Liu Shihai.
After the wealthy ladies chattered away, Qiu Ruolan finally spoke. Ever since her identity was revealed, Autumn Wind always felt inexplicably that every move made by Qiu Ruolan radiated countless circles of maternal brilliance.
"Autumn Wind, let me introduce you. This is Ms. Liu Chen, this is Linda, and this is Lily..."
The name Lily sounded so familiar. Autumn Wind looked up at the woman introduced as Lily by Qiu Ruolan. Could she be the one who went on a date with Qiu Ruolan at 101 last New Year?
As this thought crossed her mind, Autumn Wind felt a pang of bitterness in her heart. Her head buzzed, and she watched Qiu Ruolan's mouth move, but she couldn't hear her voice.
Noticing Autumn Wind's unusual behavior, Qiu Ruolan asked softly, "Are you feeling unwell again?" She pulled Autumn Wind into a corner.
Qiu Ruolan reached out to press on Autumn Wind's temples. "Do you feel any better?"
"I'm fine..." Autumn Wind frowned and whispered.
"Really okay?" Qiu Ruolan rubbed her hands together to warm them and covered Autumn Wind's ears. "Does this help?"
With Qiu Ruolan's hands over her ears, the surrounding sounds seemed to fade away. Autumn Wind felt a bit dazed and smiled foolishly, "Thank you!"
"Why are you like this?" Qiu Ruolan removed her hands from Autumn Wind's ears but continued to rub them warm before placing them back. She gently pulled Autumn Wind into her embrace.
Since Autumn Wind was taller than Qiu Ruolan, the scene looked a bit strange. However, the warmth brought her back to clarity, and her heart slowly calmed down.
She wanted to say something to Qiu Ruolan, but before she could speak, the entire venue suddenly darkened. The melodious sound of the violin abruptly stopped, and everyone fell silent in unison.
A beam of white light shone on the center of the banquet hall, illuminating the host of the event—tall and imposing Qiu Hai.
A deep, powerful male voice resonated from the speakers, "Please welcome tonight's guest of honor, Mr. Qiu Hai, to dance for us!"
Dozens of eyes were fixed firmly on Qiu Hai, holding their breath in anticipation of his next move.
Autumn Wind and Qiu Ruolan stood close to the speakers, and the deep voice that came from them startled both of them, causing their bodies to instinctively shrink back.
Autumn Wind realized that the voice from the speakers belonged to the host of the evening's event. Finally, it wasn't that drowsy Wen Zhilong.
She smiled at Qiu Ruolan, considering what had just been said over the speakers.
However, there was no smile on Qiu Ruolan's face as Autumn Wind had expected. "Hey, what's wrong with you..." She suddenly became aware of the surrounding silence, her gaze shifting from Qiu Ruolan's face to a hand that appeared before her.
Another hand? Autumn Wind looked up and saw a sharply defined face. Wow, this person had a relaxed expression and white teeth; he could be considered a handsome man. Autumn Wind stared dreamily at the man leaning close to her face; he was quite good-looking!
The previously quiet venue suddenly erupted into cheers. Autumn Wind snapped out of her reverie, realizing in shock that this person was Qiu Hai!
What was happening... was Qiu Hai inviting her to dance? Autumn Wind panicked and cast a pleading glance at Qiu Ruolan, but before she could make eye contact with her...
Qiu Hai had already pulled her into his arms, and Autumn Wind's body uncontrollably followed him as they slowly glided into the dance floor.
The music began to play again, and the bright lights illuminated their faces. Amidst the music, Autumn Wind felt the warmth of Qiu Hai's palm resting on her waist.
Qiu Hai held Autumn Wind's hand; her head was just at his shoulder level, and as she lowered her head, the faint fragrance from her hair wafted into his nose.
Qiu Hai looked up at Liu Jian standing by the edge of the dance floor; his face flickered between shades of blue and white under the lights.
Qiu Hai smiled lightly and continued to spin with Autumn Wind on the dance floor.
Several Colorful Crystal Rotating Lamps lit up one after another, casting vibrant and soft lights that elevated the atmosphere in the venue to a climax.
The distinguished guests stepped onto the dance floor, joyfully spinning around.
Jolie pulled Liu Jian into the dance floor as well. Despite her enchanting demeanor, Liu Jian's eyes remained fixed on Autumn Wind.
His gaze was filled with raw hatred—no, more accurately, jealousy—a bitterness that should not be present in the eyes of a man like Liu Jian.
Noticing Liu Jian's jealousy, Qiu Hai couldn't help but smile slightly. He leaned down and pretended to be intoxicated as he took a deep breath of Autumn Wind's hair.
The expression on Liu Jian's face grew even more serious.
However, Autumn Wind seemed to have completely forgotten about Liu Jian. Under Qiu Hai's lead, she felt as if she were a butterfly, fluttering and spinning around.
But as she twirled, her head began to swell again, and it felt as if a stone had suddenly dropped into her chest, pressing down on her and making it hard to breathe.
Her eyes began to blur. Qiu Hai continued to hold Autumn Wind as they spun, and then Jolie appeared in front of her.
Autumn Wind looked up just in time to meet Jolie's gaze. She saw Jolie feigning intoxication as she pressed against Liu Jian, casting flirtatious glances at Autumn Wind.
Forcing herself to focus on Jolie, she thought bitterly: Damn it, that teasing look again. What should she do?
In a moment of distraction, a voice suddenly surged within her: You are no longer the old Autumn Wind. You must not lose!
Like receiving a shot of adrenaline, Autumn Wind suddenly regained her composure. A smile crept onto her lips as she boldly countered Jolie's provocation.
But her smile lasted less than a second before it froze on her face. Autumn Wind felt as if her body was on fire, leaving her completely drained of strength.
I cannot lose, I must not lose. To support her body, Autumn Wind pressed closely against Qiu Hai.
Qiu Hai was slowly moving his steps, intending to turn in front of Qiu Ruolan, but he did not expect Autumn Wind to be so proactive in sticking close to him.
"Sister Qiu, what are you trying to express?" Qiu Hai leaned down and whispered in Autumn Wind's ear.
However, he received no response from Autumn Wind.
Qiu Hai scoffed coldly, "Are you trying to seduce me?" Autumn Wind remained silent. "You..." Just as Qiu Hai was about to get angry, he suddenly noticed the tremors running through Autumn Wind's entire body.
"What's wrong with you?" Qiu Hai asked softly.
"Hold me tight, I don't want to lose..." Autumn Wind's eyes were still fixed on Jolie, her mind already in a daze.
"What are you talking about?"
"I don't want to lose, hold me!"
Qiu Hai was somewhat dazed by Autumn Wind's words. He squeezed her hand tightly and then turned his body. When he saw the provocative look in Jolie's eyes, he finally understood.
She is showing off to Jolie...
While Qiu Hai was still pondering this, Autumn Wind's eyes began to uncontrollably roll back, her body convulsing more severely as she slowly slid down along Qiu Hai's body.
When Autumn Wind's head was about to droop onto Qiu Hai's chest, Qiu Hai embraced Autumn Wind, resting her head on Qiu Hai's shoulder. Qiu Hai freed one hand, allowing Autumn Wind's arm to wrap around her waist.
In the dazzling lights, they looked like lovers embracing each other.
Qiu Hai glided across the dance floor, moving Autumn Wind to the edge of the dance area. Old Cheng saw his master appear by the dance floor and immediately ran over to ask, "What happened?"
"Sister Qiu fainted. Don't alarm anyone. Help me take her to my room and call Dr. Liu!" Qiu Hai instructed Old Cheng while picking up Autumn Wind and heading upstairs to her room.
Autumn Wind's face was pale, and despite her lips being painted with bright lipstick, they still appeared dull.
Qiu Hai gently laid Autumn Wind on her bed and then rushed to the washroom to get a wet towel, intending to wipe Autumn Wind's face.
As the wet towel brushed against Autumn Wind's delicate skin, Qiu Hai's gaze slowly fell upon Autumn Wind's prominently raised chest. Accompanied by Autumn Wind's painful gasps, Qiu Hai felt a heat rising within her body.
Even in a state of unconsciousness, Autumn Wind still murmured, "Hold me tight; I don't want to lose!"
With a man and woman alone in a room, hearing such words from a woman would ignite passion in any man.
Qiu Hai stopped wiping Autumn Wind's hands, picked up the towel, and pressed it against her own face. The towel carried the fragrance of Autumn Wind, intensifying Qiu Hai's discomfort.
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