Shen Jianian entered the banquet hall and indeed saw Fu Jichen sitting at the main table like a solemn statue.
That man didn't look like he was attending a wedding; he seemed more like he was at a high-level forum meeting. His suit and shoes were handmade, of excellent material and tailored perfectly. He had his long legs crossed, leaning back on the chair, playing with a piece of jade carved into a lotus root. It was said that she had carved it herself in the past.
Shen Jianian thought to herself that he was dressed more like the groom than the actual groom.
Quite a few people recognized Fu Jichen at the scene. They exchanged glances, wanting to greet him, but hesitated, fearing he wouldn't respond kindly. Someone mustered the courage to hand him a business card, and unexpectedly, Fu Jichen accepted it without any dismissiveness, glanced at it, and placed it on the table.
Once someone took the lead, others stepped forward to exchange pleasantries.
