What a well behaved girl

2.Encounters at the Wedding Banquet

Sun Tai stood at the entrance of the hotel banquet hall, his legs seemed to be nailed in place, and he couldn't move at all. A layer of dense sweat beads broke out on his forehead, and he kept raising his hand to wipe them away. His eyes were filled with panic and hesitation.

In the end, he really lost his courage. He could only muster up his courage and say to Ye Fan tremblingly, "Brother Fan! How about... How about you go to the private room on the second floor? You can also see the wedding scene clearly from there! Moreover, there are all kinds of food and drinks in the private room, and there is also a terrace leading to the outdoors. If you want to smoke, it's very convenient too, hehe..." As he spoke, he let out a few dry laughs, trying to ease the tense atmosphere.

Ye Fan stared at Sun Tai expressionlessly. His deep eyes were like a bottomless cold pool, making it completely impossible to figure out whether he was happy or angry inside.

Under Ye Fan's stare, Sun Tai became even more uncertain. His face turned red, and he was on the verge of crying. He said in a somewhat pleading tone, "Brother! We're in a foreign place! You're acting so high-profile, and I... I'm really scared!"

Ye Fan slightly raised his eyebrows. That movement carried a bit of unruliness and casualness. He softly uttered three words, "I'll go to the private room."

As soon as Sun Tai heard this, a relieved smile instantly bloomed on his face, and he quickly said, "Great, brother!" He looked as if he had received a great favor.

Ye Fan took big strides and walked towards the second floor.

Soon, he found an empty private room. After pushing the door open and walking in, he went straight to the wine cabinet, casually picked up a bottle of wine, and skillfully opened the bottle cap.

Then, he walked to the railing, leaned slightly against it, and his gaze leisurely fell on the lively banquet hall downstairs. In fact, Ye Fan didn't have much interest in the wedding itself, but he had always found it difficult to refuse the chance to soak up some festive luck.

At this time, the wedding had officially kicked off. The emcee stood in the center of the stage, passionately delivering his lines. His excited voice spread throughout the entire banquet hall through the speakers.

The banquet hall was brightly lit, and the brilliant lights decorated the scene with an especially warm and romantic atmosphere.

Ye Fan's gaze slowly swept across the entire hall. Suddenly, in a certain corner of the banquet hall, his gaze stopped.

There stood a young woman. Everyone around her had a seat, but she alone seemed to have been forgotten and could only stand there alone.

She was wearing a pearl-white cheongsam. The style of the cheongsam was very elegant, but it didn't fit her well. The large size made the clothes look loose and even a bit like the uniform of the banquet concierge department.

However, even so, it couldn't hide her innate beauty at all. She was naturally beautiful. That kind of beauty was not just simple prettiness but a unique temperament that made her seem to be separated from the people around her and even the entire banquet by an invisible barrier, as if she didn't belong.

People around her were all attracted by her beauty and cast their eyes on her one after another. Some people sitting far away even couldn't help but stand up and stretch their necks to get a clearer look at her.

For a moment, there were far more eyes on her than on the newlyweds.

Before long, a bridesmaid hurried to the side of this woman and whispered a few words in her ear. The woman nodded slightly and then followed the bridesmaid and left.

Seeing this, Ye Fan didn't pay much more attention. He swept his gaze around the banquet hall again. Finding nothing interesting, he picked up the wine bottle and slowly walked towards the terrace. In his opinion, this wedding was really a bit boring.

This private room was located at a corner. The terrace was designed very uniquely. One side was open and connected to the private room. Looking down from the railing, one could have a panoramic view of the entire hall; the other side led directly to the outdoors.

Ye Fan carried the wine and came to the outdoor terrace, found a comfortable place to sit down, and quietly admired the surrounding scenery. He also deliberately pulled up half of the curtain to separate the lights of the banquet behind him, as if he wanted to find a peaceful world of his own amidst the hustle and bustle.

This hotel was built within a wetland. Its unique geographical location made the natural scenery here extremely beautiful.

When Ye Fan first came to Xizi City, he was deeply attracted by the lush scenery in the city in front of him.

In the distance, the tall trees blotted out the sky and the sun. They were like giants that had gone through the baptism of time, silently standing there, witnessing the changes of the ages.

Just as Ye Fan was indulging in this charming scenery, with a "creak", the door of the private room was opened. Then, a voice with a commanding tone came, "I heard you can paint? Paint a picture of the wedding scene."

As soon as the words were spoken, with a "snap", the door was closed again.

Ye Fan slightly turned his head and looked towards the room. He saw that the bridesmaid had already left, leaving behind the beauty in the cheongsam.

Due to the visual blind spot formed by the curtain, she didn't notice that there was someone on the terrace. She just set up the drawing board on her own.

She stretched out her right hand, picked up the paintbrush, and began to concentrate on painting. Her back was very straight, and her figure looked very slender. Her hair was tied up high, revealing her white and slender neck, which seemed so fragile that it could be broken with a gentle pinch.

Just a back view was so beautiful that it was hard to take one's eyes off.

Looking at her, Ye Fan couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "So beautiful!" But then, he shook his head and added in his heart, "Also really boring!" After saying that, he slowly closed his eyes, ready to take a short nap.

For a moment, the only sound around was the rustling of the breeze blowing through the leaves.

I don't know how long it had passed, but suddenly a burst of warm applause sounded in the banquet hall. It turned out that the wedding had reached the most crucial part—the groom kissed the bride.

Ye Fan was awakened by this sudden applause. He slowly opened his eyes and subconsciously glanced into the private room.

He saw that the woman's painting was already more than half done. Although the time was tight and she didn't have time to refine it, she skillfully outlined the key points of the wedding. The color matching was very romantic, giving people a warm and sweet feeling.

However, Ye Fan slightly furrowed his brows. In his opinion, although this painting was skillfully done, it lacked the crucial soul.

This woman would paint when others asked her to, and she would obediently do whatever others told her to do. Throughout the whole wedding, she didn't eat a single bite and just kept painting here.

In Ye Fan's eyes, she was boring, rigid, and submissive. Such stunning beauty on her was simply a waste. Thinking of this, Ye Fan couldn't help but feel a bit disappointed and closed his eyes again, as if he had really fallen asleep.

After a long time, another burst of warm applause sounded in the hall.

This time, it was the last part of the wedding—the lottery draw. The prizes for this lottery draw were very generous, attracting everyone's attention.

Hearing the applause, Ye Fan opened his eyes again. Feeling that he had soaked up enough festive luck, he was ready to get up and leave.

He reached out and pulled open the curtain, and strode into the room.

Just then, he happened to see the woman raise her left hand and "slap", she threw the paintbrush hard on the ground.

Only then did Ye Fan remember that there was this boring woman he had forgotten who had been painting here all the time.

Tang Qian heard the movement behind her and quickly turned around and looked towards the back.

There stood a man wearing a bathrobe. His casual attire, with even hotel slippers on his feet, clearly showed that he didn't look like a native of Xizi City.

The man was tall and straight, like a tall pine tree. His hair was half-dry and casually swept back. His face was completely exposed. He had thick eyebrows and star-like eyes, and his facial features were well-defined. He exuded an innate sense of deterrence.

Through the open bathrobe, one could vaguely see his smooth and muscular pectoral muscles, like a cheetah ready to pounce, full of a sense of strength. Tang Qian's gaze stayed on him for a moment, and she couldn't help but marvel inwardly: This body is really imposing...