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Chapter 459: Daddy Comes to Handle It

Lin Ruoxi, who was slowly sipping her red wine and contemplating how to deal with the Yan family, was caught off guard when Christine pointed her out. She appeared slightly confused but quickly understood the situation and nodded gently. "Yes, it is."

Liu Yanxi's eyes showed a trace of disdain. In her view, even if it was also an Hermès bag, it was unlikely that anyone in Zhonghai had one of the same caliber as hers.

Under the curious gazes of everyone at the table, Lin Ruoxi casually picked up her white bag from the carpet beside her chair.

Those present couldn't help but feel a bit emotional. A bag casually placed on the floor, even if it was Hermès, couldn't be that impressive. They wondered why Christine would ask Lin Ruoxi to show her bag, thinking it would make the president lose face.

However, when the bag was placed on the table, some observant individuals noticed something unusual.

"Is that...?" A well-known producer took a sharp breath and said, "Is that an inverted 'V' symbol on the bag's opening?"

"It seems to be," another musician noticed something peculiar as well and asked, "I remember this symbol having a special meaning, doesn't it?"

The producer chuckled but didn't say anything. He glanced at the bewildered Liu Yanxi with a hint of mockery.

Liu Yanxi felt extremely uncomfortable. In her opinion, that white bag was neither a trendy new model nor particularly impressive. It even looked somewhat old. How could something casually placed on the floor be so extraordinary? However, the looks on the faces of the people present seemed to suggest they were waiting to see her embarrassed.

Christine, seeing the timing was right, curved her lips into a mischievous smile. Her blue eyes showed an innocent look as she explained, "The rarest Hermès Birkin bags are not made from regular crocodile leather but from pure wild crocodile leather. Pure wild crocodile leather is extremely rare and difficult to capture and hunt, unlike farmed crocodiles that have regular supply. Therefore, every bag made from wild crocodile leather has an inverted 'V' mark."

As soon as this explanation was given, everyone nodded in agreement. These were people who had mingled in high society for a long time. Even if they hadn't seen it before, they had heard about it.

Liu Yanxi's face turned red with embarrassment, and she wished she could leave the table in anger.

Christine's words were like sharp knives, cutting into her heart.

Lin Ruoxi hadn't expected Christine to use her bag to confront Liu Yanxi. As the hostess, she felt it was a loss, considering it was a business relationship with the artist. But there was nothing she could do to salvage the situation, so she quietly put the bag back on the carpet.

"This bag isn't actually mine. It was my grandmother's and she passed it on to me. It's a very old bag. Miss Liu's bag is much prettier than mine," Lin Ruoxi said with a gentle smile.

Although Lin Ruoxi's words sounded polite, everyone knew that Liu Yanxi hadn't regained any face at all. A bag made from rare wild crocodile leather, even if it was decades old, would still be a classic. Such a bag could be the only one of its kind in the world. The value it held couldn't be measured by tens or even hundreds of thousands of dollars.

And yet, Lin Ruoxi had casually placed this incredibly valuable bag on the carpet. In stark contrast, Liu Yanxi's display of her bag worth tens of thousands on the table seemed almost comically vain.

Comparing bags was just a small interlude at the dinner table; no one would continue the conversation indefinitely. The art of polite conversation was a skill everyone at the table possessed.

While the conversation shifted to other topics, Yang Chen, who had been eating and drinking heartily, remained mostly silent. Apart from toasting a few guests, he acted as if nothing concerned him.

When the topic turned back to Christine, a musician curiously asked, "Miss Christine, you must have a close relationship with President Lin to participate in the talent show organized by Yu Lei International."

Most people would naturally assume this to be true. Otherwise, why would an international superstar like Christine, with her busy schedule, come to China to be a judge? Only the beautiful and low-key president of Yu Lei could have invited her.

Christine, however, shook her head and smiled. "This is actually my second time meeting President Lin. The reason I'm here is because Director Yang is an old friend of mine, right, dear Director Yang?"

Yang Chen glanced at her, thinking she could have just said "yes" without dragging him into it. He simply said, "That's right. We had some interactions back in the States, but we're not that close."

No one believed that. Not close? If they weren't close, why would she come to help?

Everyone's impression of Yang Chen improved significantly. They hadn't expected that the man who had been eating and drinking like a country bumpkin was actually the key figure.

At that moment, Lin Ruoxi frowned slightly, picked up a wet wipe, and gently wiped the oil from the corner of Yang Chen's mouth.

"You're just like a child. Can't you eat more gracefully?" she complained softly.

Yang Chen was initially stunned, then grinned and whispered just loud enough for Lin Ruoxi to hear, "Your movements are quite skilled. I haven't seen you practice before."

Lin Ruoxi rolled her eyes at him and, under the table, stepped hard on his toe.

Yang Chen pretended to be in pain. He knew very well that when a woman did this, she wanted to see a reaction rather than the truth of whether it hurt or not.

Their series of small actions and expressions did not go unnoticed by the others at the table. However, they were all smart enough to keep any curiosity to themselves.

Yang Chen was puzzled because he hadn't expected Lin Ruoxi to act so intimately with him in public. Given their past relationship, this was almost unimaginable.

After careful consideration, Yang Chen could only conclude that Lin Ruoxi had genuinely accepted him as her husband and prioritized him above her reputation, her company position, and what others thought of her. For her, nothing was as important as her man. Yang Chen felt a sweet warmth in his heart, though Lin Ruoxi seemed completely unaware of this. To her, perhaps, it was nothing special; she wasn't one to care much about others' opinions and simply acted as she pleased.

The banquet ended, and all the guests were happy, except for Liu Yanxi, who forced a smile until the event concluded. As the guests gradually left the venue, Yang Chen's table was naturally the last to leave. When Yang Chen saw that it was about time to go, he stood up, took his suit jacket from the chair, and signaled to Lin Ruoxi.

"I'll ride back with you. Let Zhao Teng and Wang Jie take the extended Lincoln," Yang Chen said.

Lin Ruoxi didn't mind. She wasn't sure when she had stopped avoiding being seen with Yang Chen, and even she found it inexplicable.

Christine had her own security team to escort her, so Yang Chen didn't have to worry about her. After shaking hands and saying goodbye to a few musicians and producers, Yang Chen was about to leave when a small, shiny object fell from his suit jacket pocket.

Yang Chen patted his forehead. It was the platinum crescent pendant that Zhenxiu had given him as a keepsake. He always kept it with him, even if he didn't wear it around his neck, but it had fallen out a couple of times.

Bending down to pick up the pendant, Yang Chen was about to put it back in his pocket when he heard Liu Yanxi, who was about to leave, exclaim in surprise.

"This is..."

Liu Yanxi seemed to have seen something extraordinary, her eyes fixed on the pendant in Yang Chen's hand. She quickly walked over to him, asking anxiously, "Director Yang, can I take a look at that pendant?"

Yang Chen was puzzled. This woman had just been pretending not to see him and was about to leave without saying goodbye. Why the sudden interest in his pendant? Was it really that special?

"This is a keepsake given to me by someone very important. I don't intend to show it to everyone," Yang Chen replied, unwilling to easily comply with Liu Yanxi's request.

Liu Yanxi realized that she didn't have a close enough relationship with Yang Chen to make such a request. She bit her lip, her beautiful face alternating between red and white as she struggled to suppress her anger.

"In that case, goodbye," Liu Yanxi said, giving Yang Chen a fierce look. She cast a complex glance at the always-calm Lin Ruoxi before leaving with her assistant.

After Liu Yanxi left, Lin Ruoxi sighed softly and approached Yang Chen. "It wouldn't have hurt to let her see it. Why do you always have to be so stubborn?"

Yang Chen shrugged and whispered in Lin Ruoxi's ear, "If I wasn't stubborn, would I still be your husband?"

Lin Ruoxi didn't say anything more, ignoring him and turning to leave.

Yang Chen chuckled and quickly followed her, staying close behind.

However, the two of them were unaware that as soon as Liu Yanxi left the venue, she headed to the restroom, took out her phone, and dialed a number.

After a moment, a mature male voice speaking Korean answered, "Yanxi, my dear daughter, aren't you busy with your concert in China? How do you have time to call your father?"

Still in an agitated state, Liu Yanxi tried to keep her voice as calm as possible and said, "Dad, I... I think I saw the Crescent."

There was a sudden silence on the other end of the line. Liu Yanxi could only hear the sound of her own heartbeat.

After a long pause, the man finally spoke, "Tell your father everything in detail. Daddy will handle it."