I’m Not the Other Man, I’m Not...

After getting out of the car and seeing the magnificent hotel before him, Chen Ju instinctively rested a hand on Jiang Zhou’s arm.

“There’s no need to pretend now,” Jiang Zhou said, removing Chen Ju’s hand. “Just follow behind me.”

Chen Ju looked at the hand Jiang Zhou had removed, a flicker of confusion and helplessness passing through his eyes. He obediently lowered his gaze and murmured, “Oh, okay.”

Inside the banquet hall, the place was packed. Compared to the business banquet they’d attended before, this one had many more beautiful young women. They wore exquisite makeup and expensive custom-made dresses, glittering like diamonds.

Sensitive to people’s gazes, Chen Ju could clearly feel the bold, eager looks following Jiang Zhou, completely undisguised. He suddenly remembered how Song Yuan had said he didn’t want to attend a matchmaking banquet when they’d eaten in the cafeteria. Could this be one too?

No wonder Jiang Zhou didn’t need him to play along. In a place like this, he was nothing but an unnecessary eyesore.

A dull ache suddenly stirred in his stomach. Chen Ju slowed down and gently rubbed it. That was strange. It hadn’t hurt at all since he’d had the nutritional soup.

“Wait here for a moment,” Jiang Zhou said, turning around. When he saw that Chen Ju hadn’t followed him and was standing a few steps away with his head bowed, he frowned and walked back. “What’s wrong?”

At the sound of Jiang Zhou’s voice, Chen Ju hurriedly lowered his hand. By the time he looked up, Jiang Zhou was standing in front of him, watching him with a serious expression.

“It’s nothing.” Chen Ju put on a well-behaved smile. “This place is so big, and there’s... so much delicious food.”...