Chapter 12: The key is the door and the house facing each other

  Zhan Yan drove her Beetle steadily on the road, at the intersection of Huaihai Road waiting for the signal, Zhan Yan's arm casually rested on the steering wheel, her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, her gaze fixed intently on the giant billboard by the side of the road.

  It was an advertisement for a concert, one month later, the national famous orchestra held its first concert at the Royal Grand Theater. The woman on the giant poster wore a black evening dress, noble and elegant, with a pure white grand piano behind her. This woman is Lu Anqi, an internationally renowned pianist, also Qiyuan's ex-girlfriend. Her beauty and nobility can make all women who claim to be beautiful lose their luster.

  A smile of self-mockery spread across her face, and she thought to herself: What qualifications does she have to be compared with Lu Anqi? Compared to her, she's just an ugly duckling.

  A shrill car horn broke her reverie, and Zhan Yan suddenly realized that the traffic light had already turned green, the cars in front of her had started moving, while the ones behind her were impatiently urging her to move. She hastily started the engine and drove off.

  Jiweiyan's company is located in the most prosperous area of S city, a 22-story commercial building, which is only an office area, and several factories are located in the suburbs.

  Zhan Yan drove the car into the underground parking lot and took the private elevator directly to the 22nd floor CEO's office. She was greeted by Yu Mei, the CEO's secretary, a woman in her thirties who was sharp and capable.

  Zhan Yan sat on the sofa in the rest room, and his secretary brought him a cup of warm Blue Mountain coffee. He took a sip and asked, "Where's Wei Yang?"

  "Ji Zong went to Not Night City and talked business with Tang Zong." Yu Mei replied truthfully.

  "Thank you, I'll leave first." Xian Yan slightly raised the corner of her lips and stood up with her bag. Did they discuss business to the point of romantic affairs? Ji Wei Yang is indeed capable.

  Yu Mei saw Zhan Yan off at the elevator entrance. As they waited for the elevator, a low whispering sound came from behind them.

  "Did you see? The one just now was the chairman's wife."

  "She's quite young and pretty, and she matches our CEO fairly well."

  "You didn't see three years ago when Ji Zong married her, it was a grand wedding. I heard she's the daughter of Governor Wei, and that's what matters."

  "If she weren't the governor's daughter, General Ji wouldn't have married her either. Alas, in this era of nepotism, one can't afford to be hurt."

  Yu Mei's palms were sweating, and her eyes darted sideways to glance at Zhan Yan, only to see that her expression remained unchanged, as if she hadn't heard anything.

  The elevator doors opened and closed, sending Xian away. Yu Mei turned around and scolded the crowd in a low voice: "So idle! Don't you all have work to do? The Qi family doesn't raise idle people."

  Her loud shout made the 22-story office building suddenly quiet, with everyone bowing their heads to work.

  Insomnia City, S city's most luxurious bar, a dazzling and extravagant den.

  In a slightly dim corner, two extraordinary men sat on a large leather sofa.

  Tang Feng held a high-heeled cup in one hand, and with the other arm around a heavily made-up woman. "I'm telling you, Third Master Ji, today is your old man's birthday, why aren't you going home to be a filial son? What are you doing hiding out here with me?"