Every guest at the banquet had an agenda of their own.
When the Poulton Family Head came downstairs with Hua Jian, the music in the hall stopped.
Everyone looked up toward the second floor.
Two people descended from the top of the long staircase.
The younger man gently supported the older man's arm.
Handsome, distinguished, and effortlessly poised.
The men who had been gossiping about Hua Jian earlier were momentarily dumbstruck.
They had only ever seen Hua Jian online and had never imagined he would be even better-looking in person than in photos and videos.
Besides, they seriously doubted that someone who looked like Hua Jian would willingly be the bottom.
Whatever those people thought, the two men, one old and one young, had already reached the bottom of the stairs, and the guests quickly gathered around them.
In their eyes, the Poulton Family Head and Hua Jian seemed to have become a pair of walking money trees.
It was already a done deal that Bo would secure Shen Shu's first major investment project since its establishment.
But even if they couldn't get the meat, there was still a chance to scoop up a little broth.
The man standing among the guests was radiant with confidence, already worlds apart from the quiet, withdrawn boy who had worn black-framed glasses.
"I told you, just go over and say something conciliatory to Hua Jian. That boy has always been good-natured and easy to handle. Surely he wouldn't embarrass you by rejecting you in front of everyone?"
Having seen the Poulton Family Head's private collection, Xie Cheng had long been itching to get his hands on it.
He had only one thought: he had to get on good terms with Hua Jian.
At first, his suggestion that they have another child had merely