At first, Rong Zian was reluctant to drink such fruity cocktails because personally he was a wine lover but he soon discovered that they didn't have a single drop at this function courtesy of Wu Yange. He was well aware of Rong Zian's disapproval of cocktails ultimately preventing his boyfriend from drinking but he seriously underestimated this Rong Zian.

He went all out with the waiter as his new friend, there was no snack or cocktail he didn't try, all the while evading Wu Yange's line of sight. But Wu Yange' eyes would involuntarily follow Rong Zian' figure everywhere he went as though someone would steal him in split second.

Rong Zian especially enjoyed this evening even though it was an illusion that would soon collapse. He got to do two things he enjoyed the most, which are drinking and eating, life's simple pleasures. In his moment of contentment, it was easy for him to overlook how crappy his fortune was even in a dream. Though he didn't go look for trouble, somehow trouble found him in his own dream.

A sweet pleasant-sounding voice with a hint of seduction pierced his ears from behind that he just had to satisfy his curiosity. The voice was as beautiful as its owner, she was so gorgeous that Rong Zian was certain if he hadn't been acquainted with the man bender, Wu Yange, he would have pursued her.

Though her visage was unmatched among women, she had an extreme expression which made her look ugly so much so that Rong Zian had to hold his tongue so as not offend her. She looked upset as it is and the subject of her annoyance seemed to be himself so he didn't want to add fuel to the fire.

He soon found out that her sophisticated appearance was truly deceptive as her true uncultured spoilt nature slapped him in the face revealing a little demon. "Rong Zian you slutty minx, you dare crawl out of your hole and show your face in public," she screamed with her voice at a higher decibel.

From the situation he finally pieced things together, her insults clarified her reason for the rude behaviour. He concluded that this striking creature was Wu Yange's ex-betrothal that had been left in the dust ages ago and blamed him for the shipwreck.

Since she was a scorned woman, Rong Zian chose to soothe her anger by addressing her in a soft-spoken tone. "Why don't we resolve this in a civilised manner, you wouldn't want all these people to look down on such a refined and stunning young woman such as yourself," he said trying to appease her with a stiff smile.

It seemed to work as she scanned the room to see a few close by guests staring in anticipation of the impending drama. Though she had been loud a couple of minutes ago, it seemed she had only managed to attract the attention of only a few guests around them because they were at a less populated area in the venue.

Rong Zian noticed his method was working so he relaxed a little as he continued, "Now since we are at the same emotional plane, let's start by reminding me what your name is."

That sentence in itself was a taboo in the eyes of this goddess for numerous reasons. One, she was a famous second-generation heir from a powerful family that could overturn economies. Second, she was a top tier actress and model that fans worshipped at her feet. Thirdly, she had already had a talk with Rong Zian just recently but now he was feigning ignorance right in her face. She had never been insulted like this her entire life yet this insignificant pest she could easily crush with the tip of her finger, actually dared to overstep his bounds.

Rong Zian had just noticed Wu Yange about to take action but he smiled at him with a hand gesture, letting him know to back off. But the naïve man didn't foresee the storm backfiring in his direction.

She completely lost it and went on a vulgar rampage. "Who the fuck do you think you are? How can you and l be at the same level? I am fucking Zhao Lee bitch and you are trash! What's so special about you anyway? I am fairly certain your ass isn't even as good as any cunt," she screamed at him with her chest heaving rapidly, her hands trembling in anger.

In her eyes, this man had stolen her entire life's work. Since elementary school, she had attached herself to Wu Yange's hip fully preparing herself to be his wife and make her family proud.

Even when her fiancée acted cold with no interest in her whatsoever, she always believed he would succumb to the pressure and fulfil his duties. She held on even though he had rejected her and annulled their engagement but who would have anticipated this sly fox, Rong Zian, to swoop in and take what rightfully belonged to her.