My Ceo Husband is Sworn Enemy

I was actually shocked too.

I could never have imagined that Lin Nansheng would make such a decision.

He even accepted me as his goddaughter?

This relationship is considered extremely close.

Moreover, with this relationship as a stepping stone, my career will go much smoother.

The opening ceremony went very smoothly.

After the event, Lin Nansheng also hosted a banquet at the Southeast Hotel to celebrate taking me as his goddaughter.

At the banquet, I sat beside Lin Nansheng, receiving toasts from the business elites of A City.

Lin Nansheng’s words were the same,

“Folks, Xiaoyun is my daughter. I ask that you all give her your support and care in the future.”

“Certainly, with Director Lin’s daughter, we dare not neglect. Cheers, to Director Lin’s joyful gain of a daughter, and congratulations to Miss Song for receiving a father’s love. Cheers.”

Throughout the banquet, numerous business magnates toasted to me.

Some even began inquiring about the situation of Zhenyi Company.

I must say, sitting next to Lin Nansheng, I basked in much of his glory.

For a moment, I thought, if I had a father, he would surely be just like him.

But among all the people present, there was indeed someone who was not too happy.

That would be Jiang Jiaying.

She ate her meal unhappily, clinging to someone, seemingly not wanting to speak anymore.

Occasionally, she stood up, took her phone, and walked to the window. After answering the call, she returned, and soon after, sat next to me with a glass of red wine in her hand.

“Song Xiaoyun, I want to toast to you. I’m happy for you.”

I lifted my glass and squinted at her with a smirk,

“Happy about what for me?”

Now that Lin Nansheng had announced me as his adopted daughter, this relationship had taken another step further. It also shattered those online rumors and gossip without any effort from my side.

If this plan was hers, then it meant her scheme had completely failed.

At this moment, her heart was probably filled with nothing but disappointment and pain.

So, where was the happiness in that?

Jiang Jiaying met my penetrating gaze, her face turning slightly unnatural.

But she quickly adjusted her demeanor, smiling as she turned to Lin Nansheng,

“I’m mainly happy for Uncle Lin. Although he hasn’t found his biological daughter, having an adopted daughter to dote on is still a joyous matter. Here’s to you, Uncle Lin, and Xiaoyun, my congratulations.”

Jiang Jiaying was a veteran in social situations, adept at dealing with all kinds of unexpected events.

She tried her best to conceal her discomfort, forcing a smile as she coped with the situation.

However, despite her relaxed facade, I could still see the traces of her displeasure in her tense fingers and slightly furrowed brow.

This banquet could be said to be extremely successful.

With Lin Nansheng’s support, various influential figures present focused their attention on me, willing to forge business collaborations.

At least in terms of popularity, he had helped me harvest a wave forcefully.

This evening, I was in a particularly good mood, indulging in a few extra drinks due to my excitement.

Towards the end of the dinner, I was a bit tipsy.

Lin Nansheng originally wanted to drive me home personally,

“Xiaoyun, where do you live? I’ll take you back.”

I smiled and declined his kind offer,

“No need, Uncle Lin! My bestie is here! I’m staying at her place temporarily.”

I still didn’t want Lin Nansheng to know that I lived in the Yin Mansion.

Ordinary people can’t accept matters related to Yin Mansions; mentioning it might just scare them.

“Don’t you have your own house?”

Lin Nansheng seemed a bit puzzled.

Actually, considering Song Xiaoyun’s position as a recent university graduate from a poor family, she truly couldn’t afford to buy a house.

So I went along with this line of thought and said,

“I don’t have the financial capability to buy a house for the time being, but living at my best friend’s place is quite nice, too.”

“Alright then! Give me a call when you get there.”

After saying goodbye to Lin Nansheng, Wenya helped me into the car.

Su Peisheng was driving, Wenya sat with me in the back seat, and the car drove steadily. On the way, Wenya kept asking me, “Director Lin has already taken you as his goddaughter, why do you still call him Uncle Lin?”

“Hehe, I can’t change it so quickly!”

“You should have seen Jiang Jiaying’s expression today; it was so satisfying.”

“What happened to her? I didn’t notice.”

Indeed, aside from the awkward moment earlier when she had to toast us, most of my attention during the rest of the time was engaged in socializing with Lin Nansheng.

I barely saw Jiang Jiaying after that.

Little did I expect that Wenya had captured all these moments.

“Hehe, she was crying. Just now, when I went to the restroom, she was hiding in the toilet, crying. Her tears were flowing like raindrops, but what’s despicable is that she was crying and complaining to Ding Yinuo about you bullying her. If it weren’t for the fact that Ding Yinuo is no better than her now, I would’ve definitely gone over to expose her.”

“Let it go, just let her be! With her character, if Uncle Lin hadn’t considered their old friendship, he probably wouldn’t bother with her at all. Her character is lacking, and others are not blind.”

“Speaking of not being blind, isn’t Ding Yinuo blind?”

I fell silent.

I leaned my head on my hands, not speaking anymore.

After a while, I leaned my head back against the car seat.

Wenya, concerned, gently stroked my forehead,

“What’s wrong? Are you not feeling well?”

“I drank too much, I feel like throwing up!”

“Let me crack a window for you!”

Wenya opened the car window to let the cool air in.

But I still felt dizzy, and Wenya handed me an opened bottle of mineral water, “Do you want to go to my place later?”

“No, please take me to Beilu Hill!”

“Jiang Jing said the urn was fake last time, right?”

“Yes!”

“Damn… that’s really crazy! You’ve had so much to drink today, wouldn’t you rather go to my place? At least I can take care of you.”

“It’s fine, being drunk is perfect for sleeping.”

Despite my stubbornness, Wenya gave in and took me to the Beilu Hill villa.

It wasn’t until they saw me lying in bed asleep that they left with peace of mind.

In truth, I only slept for a short while before waking up.

In my daze, I felt someone kissing my cheeks.

Actually, I was in that slightly inebriated state, feeling as if I were floating on clouds, half awake and half dreaming.

But I was actually still aware; I could feel a man beside me.

He kissed the tip of my ear and his hand roamed around my waist. His palm seemed to hold a ball of fire that could ignite me at any moment.

This scene was dreamlike.

The familiar feeling of tenderness was almost identical to the dreams I used to have.

I missed him so much that I couldn’t stand it, and night after night, I dreamed of him.

“Gu Yuanzhou!”

My breathing was heavy, and I called out his name softly.

His sturdy body pressed against mine, and he responded hazily by my ear, “Ayun, my Ayun…”