Chapter 63: The speaker is insincere, but the listener is attentive.

  Zhang Wen-zhong and You Jia had no idea that their encounter at the school gate would cause such a big commotion. At this moment, they were driving towards the suburbs of Yongcheng City.

  You Jia drove while explaining to Zhang Wen Zhong, "Because the weather was too hot this year, my grandfather moved to a villa in the suburbs to escape the heat. So, his birthday banquet is also being held at the villa in the suburbs."

  "I see." Zhang Wen Zhong nodded his head in understanding.

  It's rush hour now, and the road is congested with cars coming and going non-stop. The traffic jam is also very common, which makes You Jia feel extremely anxious, constantly raising her hand to look at her watch, afraid of being late.

  Fortunately, the traffic congestion time was not long each time. After leaving the main urban area of Yongcheng City, the number of vehicles on the road decreased significantly. Yu Jia could finally breathe a sigh of relief and no longer worry about being late.

  Soon, Yu Jia drove her burgundy BMW 7 series close to a Chinese-style antique villa. Surrounding the villa was a vast garden and orchard. These lush, dense plants blocked out the scorching sun, keeping the villa in a cool and comfortable environment at all times.

  Next to the villa, there is a parking lot. At this moment, the parking lot is already packed with cars. All sorts of luxury cars are parked in the parking lot, just like a luxury car show.

  Looking at these famous cars, Yu Jia sighed: "Originally, according to my grandfather's intention, he didn't want to make this birthday banquet too big, just wanting his family members to gather together. But my eldest uncle and second uncle insisted on making this birthday banquet grand and lively, so they sent out invitations widely, inviting all the upper-class celebrities from Yongcheng City to the entire Tian Province. In fact, Grandfather also knew their intentions, which was to take advantage of his birthday banquet to show off the power of the Yu family and deepen the relationship with these upper-class celebrities. So, my grandfather's mood has not been good for the past few days." She obviously regarded Zhang Wen Zhong as a friend, otherwise she wouldn't have said this in front of him with a hint of complaint.

  You Jia stopped the car at the entrance of the parking lot, and got out with Zhang Wen Zhong. Then she handed over the car key to the security guard who was guarding the parking lot, asking him to park for her. She led Zhang Wen Zhong along a winding village road lined with fragrant grass and a clear brook, walking towards the villa next door.

  Walking outside the villa, through the iron fence can clearly see that in the most beautiful garden and orchard in front of the villa, round dining tables have already been set up. Various cold dishes and drinks have already been placed on the table.

  Zhang Wenzhong's gaze fell on these tables through the iron fence, and Yu Jia explained with a smile: "According to my uncle and second uncle, this birthday banquet is supposed to be in the style of a Western-style birthday party. However, my grandfather refused to agree, insisting that it must be done in a Chinese style, and according to local customs, it should be done in a way similar to a banquet. My uncles couldn't persuade him, so they had to compromise. In fact, we all know that this is Grandfather's expression of dissatisfaction with my uncles for acting on his behalf without permission."

  "It seems you're also dissatisfied with them?" Zhang Wenzhong withdrew his gaze and looked at You Jia, smiling as he spoke.

  "We, as juniors, how dare we rashly discuss the rights and wrongs of our elders? However, this time, I really am somewhat dissatisfied with Eldest Uncle and Second Uncle's methods." Yu Jia said up to here, shook his head, let out a light sigh, and said: "Forget it, let's not talk about these things. Today is Grandfather's birthday, if we're going to say anything, we should be saying happy things."

  "Alas... I'm done for." Zhang Wenzhong suddenly slapped his forehead.

  "What's wrong?" Yu Jia was startled by his sudden action and asked in a hurry.

  Zhang Wenzhong smiled wryly and said: "Look at my memory, I actually forgot to prepare a gift and came empty-handed..."

  "Haha, I thought it was something big that could make you so excited. It turned out to be just this matter." Yu Jia couldn't help but laugh and raised the rolled-up longevity picture in her hand, saying: "This longevity picture of yours, isn't it a gift? I believe this gift will definitely win my grandfather's heart more than any other gift."

  Zhang Wenzhong also burst out laughing. He raised his hand to touch his nose and said, "But I feel like I'm just here to freeload a meal."

  "Haha......" Yu Jia was amused by his actions and words, and smiled with pursed lips.

  As they chatted, Yu Jia and Zhang Wen-zhong walked into the villa's gate. At this moment, in the garden and orchard in front of the villa, social celebrities in suits could be seen everywhere, either gathering in twos and threes to chat and laugh, or strolling with their hands behind their backs under the shade of the trees, enjoying the coolness and comfort under the shade.

  When Yu Jia arrived, people who knew her either nodded to greet her or walked up to chat with her. Zhang Wen Zhong, who was by her side, naturally became the focus of everyone's attention. As is well known, Yu Jia is extremely beautiful but always has a cold and distant demeanor. Many young talents have pursued her aggressively, only to be rejected mercilessly. Even Yang Yi, who had won over her parents' favor, was also met with rejection by her. Therefore, under such circumstances, Zhang Wen Zhong's sudden appearance could hardly fail to attract everyone's attention.

  These socialites couldn't help but speculate about Zhang Wen-zhong's identity. However, the cheap outfit he was wearing made it difficult for them to associate him with a certain family's young master.

  Although everyone was curious, because of You Jia's presence, they didn't dare to ask Zhang Wen Zhong about his identity directly.

  Just then, a man in his thirties, dressed in a suit and tie, with a three-point resemblance to Yu Jia, walked up to her with a smile and said: "Little Jia, you've finally arrived. The old master has been muttering about how you haven't come yet. I reckon if you didn't come soon, the old master would have blown his top. Come on, let's hurry up and go see him."

  "This is my older brother, You Liang." Yu Jia introduced them: "This is my friend, Zhang Wen Zhong."

  "Hello, Mr. Zhang, thank you very much for gracing us with your presence at my grandfather's birthday banquet." Yu Liang smiled and extended his right hand to Zhang WenZhong.

  "Hello, Mr. You." Zhang Wen-zhong stretched out his right hand and shook hands with him lightly, neither too enthusiastically nor too indifferently.

  "Mr. Zhang, I'm sorry, but I have to let Yu Jia leave for a moment." You Liang said politely after shaking hands.

  Zhang Wenzhong smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, you may go."

  Yu Jia suddenly said: "Ah, right, Mr. Zhang isn't fond of jade articles? In this villa, there's also my room, where I've collected various jade pieces over the years. Why don't you go to my room and sit for a bit, and after I see Grandfather, I'll come entertain you."

  Yu Liang couldn't help but take a few more glances at Zhang WenZhong. In his impression, Yu Jia didn't have many male friends. Moreover, she had never invited any male friend into her room before. He couldn't help but wonder what kind of relationship this unremarkable young man had with Yu Jia.

  It's not just him guessing, but also the people around him are guessing.

  Actually, when Yu Jia said this, she didn't think much about it. She just felt that since Zhang Wen Zhong had helped her so much and given her grandfather such a precious painting, she couldn't possibly treat him poorly, so she suggested letting Zhang Wen Zhong go to her room to see if there were any jade carvings he liked as a gift for him, without any other intentions.

  The speaker may not have meant it, but the listener has his own intention.