After being kicked out of the rich family, she had morning sickness, and the chaebol heir went crazy

A barely perceptible smile appeared on Han Xiaowen's lips. He held the cigarette lightly in his mouth, his eyes slightly narrowed, as if he had already made up his mind.

He has a series of secrets hidden in his heart about this woman named Zhu Yunran.

Zhu Yunran, a name that left a deep impression in his heart.

Surprisingly, she is also a doctor who studied under the medical legend James Lee and is a fellow student of another famous doctor Zhao Huai.

Thinking back to the time when he sent out assassins to stop her from treating Old Madam Xi, but they disappeared without bringing back any news, Han Xiaowen couldn't help but feel an indescribable curiosity.

Could it be that this seemingly weak woman really dealt with those people in a way that he could hardly imagine?

At this moment, Han Xiaowen's interest in Zhu Yunran was no longer simply a desire to conquer her, but an inexplicable attraction.

"Everyone, this lady will be my personal challenge."

After Han Xiaowen finished speaking, he slowly stood up, gently extinguished the half-smoked cigarette with his slender fingers, and gracefully put it into the ashtray. Every movement revealed calmness and confidence.

He put his hands in his pockets and strode towards Zhu Feiwan.

Jiang Feng and Fu Nan, who were standing by, smiled at each other, with a hint of mockery in their eyes: "Oh, this is the first time that our cold-faced Young Master Han actually took the initiative to attack."

"Of course, if we give Young Master Han a chance, we won't join in the fun."

The two of them leaned back on the sofa with ease, looking as if they were waiting for the next good show to begin.

As Han Xiaowen approached Zhu Feiwan step by step, his deliberately casual and unintentional little movements successfully captured her attention.

Zhu Feiwan knew clearly that in order to shake the Lu family, in addition to relying on the power of the Xi family, the Han family was undoubtedly another key.

Since the Xi family's path was blocked, she decisively locked her sights on Han Xiaowen.

Han Xiaowen passed by Zhu Feiwan and seemingly casually took out the room card from his pocket, lightly "accidentally" touching her, and the room card slipped out, and a premeditated encounter took place.

"I'm so sorry, I didn't hurt you, did I?"

Zhu Feiwanbao gave a professional smile and said, "It's okay."

In her heart, however, she scoffed at this move, thinking that this method of picking up girls was too old-fashioned.

“This is my business card. If you feel any discomfort, please feel free to contact me. All expenses will be borne by me.”

Han Xiaowen handed over his business card with a sincere tone.

Zhu Feiwan understood everything tacitly, and left without even looking at the business card.

The two onlookers in the distance saw this scene and couldn't help but raise their middle fingers to Han Xiaowen in provocation.

Han Xiaowen was angry and cursed under his breath. He picked up the forgotten room card and returned to the VIP reception room with a dejected look on his face.

"Master Han, it seems that the lady is not so easy to be hooked. Most women would have come up to you long ago after seeing the temptation of your room card."

Someone on the side joked, "There is no woman in this world that Han Xiaowen can't get!"

Han Xiaowen replied proudly, the fire in his eyes burning with a will to refuse to admit defeat.

At this time, not far away, international supermodel Lisa and her assistant were completing the check-in procedures, but they were not in a hurry to return to the room. Instead, they witnessed the scene with great interest.

Lisa's brows were furrowed, her anger almost evident in her words, but she tried hard to hold it back and not let her emotions get out of control.

"Sister Lisa, aren't we going to say hello to Master Han?"

the assistant asked cautiously.

"Greeting? We are now on opposite sides! I want to make him regret it and make him beg me himself!"

After Lisa finished speaking, she turned and left.

As night fell, the dinner did not officially begin until eight o'clock.

Before that, Zhu Feiwan returned to the room and asked the waiter to carefully iron her evening dress.

At half past seven, she walked into the banquet hall on time with a brand new look and exquisite makeup.

However, a small incident occurred at the registration office.

"Hey, how come there are two Miss Zhu's names at the same time? One is Mr. Lu's partner, and the other is Mr. Zhao's partner?"

The doorman was puzzled and checked the list again and again, only to find that there was no mistake.

Zhu Feiwan frowned slightly, glanced at the list, and said with a calm smile: "No need to check again, those two Miss Zhus are both me."

"I see. Which banquet hall are you going to?"

The doorman asked. The list clearly showed that Zhao Huai was in Hall A and Lu Huaijin was in Hall B. Although the two were separated by transparent glass, they were still two independent spaces.

Hall A is mostly populated by Chinese elites with overseas backgrounds, while Hall B is a gathering place for local celebrities.

Zhu Feiwan hesitated for a moment and finally decided, "Hall A."

She actually didn't want to meet Lu Huaijin head-on.

Lu Huaijin, a powerful nobleman from North City; Zhao Huai, the heir to a chaebol from Country H, these two influential figures simultaneously invited Zhu Feiwan to be their female companion.

Suddenly, Zhu Feiwan became the subject of heated discussion.

The moment Zhu Feiwan stepped into Hall A, all eyes seemed to be drawn to her, filled with both envy and jealousy.

"That's it? You look so seductive, I really can't tell what's so charming about you."

Someone whispered.

"She must have had plastic surgery, that figure doesn't look natural!"

Another person followed suit.

"I heard that even Young Master Han took the initiative to talk to her today. This woman's methods are really not simple."

There were discussions. "Just wait and see, she'll have something to look forward to tonight."

Lisa shook the red wine glass in her hand, and the ruby-like liquid rippled gently in the playful smile on her lips.

Not long ago, one afternoon, she quietly tampered with a gorgeous dress that Zhu Yunran sent to the ironing room, implanting a subtle and unique wrinkle.

As expected, this tiny change is about to cause an "accident" that will embarrass the eldest daughter who always acts high and mighty.

Imagining the upcoming dramatic scene, the corners of her mouth unconsciously curled up into an almost invisible smile.

"Miss, your wine is here."

Following the waiter's respectful voice, Zhu Feiwan stepped into the brightly lit hall.

The waiter handed her two glasses of attractive drinks for her to choose from: one was crystal clear champagne with light bubbles, and the other was a deep red wine with a mature flavor.

Her slender and white fingers gently rested on the stem of the glass, her posture extremely elegant, and she nodded slightly to the waiter, "Thank you."

Then, Zhu Feiwan gently shook the goblet, and the red wine in the liquid began to swirl.

In an instant, a group of well-dressed men were attracted by her unique temperament and scrambled to get close to her.

However, Zhu Feiwan just glanced at these enthusiastic faces with an indifferent and distant look.

Her gaze inadvertently drifted to Han Xiaowen in the distance, and the action of raising the glass seemed to be a silent greeting to him.

After taking a sip of the wine in the glass, her eyes moved among the crowd, as if looking for a specific figure.

At the same time, Han Xiaowen's assistant was anxiously looking for the legendary "Lisa" on the phone.