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Chapter 1294: Chapter 1273: Wedding Banquet Turmoil (Part 2)

At six o’clock in the evening, the banquet commenced with great pomp. Once inside, people seemed to wear different faces, their smiles unwavering. Xiao Lin, holding Xia Xue’s hand, lingered outside; the air inside was somewhat murky, the scents of women’s and men’s perfumes nearly overpowering the aroma of the delicacies, creating an intense unease.

The two stood in a corner, and Consort Ling had disappeared without a trace. They were unfazed by his absence; it was a habit of his to appear when needed. Watching the elegantly dressed figures engage in enthusiastic exchanges and the socialites boast and flaunt among themselves, they exchanged smiles.

This is upper-class society, where a gathering under any pretext becomes a client source for business transactions—an entirely common practice.

Xiao Lin glanced up at the tightly closed doors on the upper level. The real influential figures aren’t among these people, but at the doorway. Xiao Lin held a fruit platter, choosing only the foods Xia Xue loved. His dark eyes roved amidst the crowd, yet he never distanced himself from Xia Xue, like a devoted bodyguard.

Naturally, not many in this elite circle recognized Xiao Lin. They might know Xiao Zhenfeng, but definitely not Xiao Lin. Xiao Lin was happy to avoid these superficial people and dedicatedly accompany Xia Xue.

Just then, a commotion stirred at the entrance. Soon, Xiao Zhenfeng, dressed all in black, appeared at the hall’s entrance, accompanied by Xiao Mu and Hua Qingyi. Xiao Lin wasn’t surprised seeing Hua Qingyi with Xiao Zhenfeng in the venue. It was a pre-planned move, for who wouldn’t want to let Hua Qingyi’s stunning, unforgettable face attract all attention? Isn’t this an era where anything goes?

Upon entering the hall, Xiao Zhenfeng naturally directed his gaze towards Xiao Lin. When he saw Xia Xue beside Xiao Lin, he momentarily paused, but quickly regained his usual demeanor, displaying no intent to approach while Xiao Mu headed alone to the second floor.

"Looks like he’s another one invited into the circle," Xiao Lin murmured, noting someone else had gone up before Xiao Zhenfeng, but that person hadn’t entered through the main hall, only showing their back.

Hua Qingyi indeed drew many eyes. Xiao Lin raised his glass to encourage him, while he led Xia Xue towards the garden behind the hall to rest, seeing Xia Xue seemed tired of standing. "Let’s sit outside for a bit; it’s rather stuffy here."

"Let Miss Xia rest in the guest rooms, please! We’ve prepared plenty of rooms for guests to relax." Somehow, Murong Lengyue appeared behind them, holding a wine glass, seemingly having watched them for a while, chatting like old friends without surprise.

"No need, getting some fresh air outside will be more refreshing." Xia Xue declined Murong Lengyue’s invitation before Xiao Lin could speak.

"Is that okay? Some friends are eager to meet Young Master Xiao, knowing he’s attending the banquet." Murong Lengyue said this while looking at Xia Xue, making her intentions crystal clear.

Just as Xia Xue hesitated, a firm hand placed hers on a chest, and Xiao Lin smiled at Murong Lengyue while kissing Xia Xue’s hand by his lips. "What kind of friends? I can bring my woman along; it won’t be a bother, right?"

Murong Lengyue tightened and loosened her fists, her beautiful face remaining unchanged. Facing Xiao Lin’s provocative gaze, she shook her head. "Naturally! But later I hope Young Master Xiao will explain himself. Although they are upper-class members, their tongues won’t be any sweeter than common folks’. Should you not mind, bring your woman along."

Murong Lengyue’s words were laced with threat, keenly felt even by Xia Xue. Xiao Lin squeezed Xia Xue’s hand, realizing another purpose of the banquet was to introduce him as the Murong Family’s fiancé, making Xia Xue’s position very awkward. Gossip would become the strongest weapon; words inflict deeper wounds than physical ones.

"Hey! Brother, what’s up here?" Hua Qingyi flitted in like a butterfly with a throng of smaller butterflies, slipping between them and arriving beside Xia Xue. "Long time no see, lovely lady, care to share a drink?"

"Young Master Hua, long time no see. How is Uncle Hua?" Xia Xue gracefully accepted Hua Qingyi’s invite, clinging to his arm and leaving Xiao Lin and Murong Lengyue behind.

"Is this your woman, who just follows other men at critical moments?" Murong Lengyue said harshly as she watched Xia Xue being led away.

"Don’t think I don’t know why you sent an invitation to Xia Xue. Doing this is useless, don’t think I really won’t turn face. You hold one last business magnate in your hand, counting you, that’s two." Xiao Lin retorted.

"Even so, what can you do? Declare to the world that you, Xiao Lin, are a heartbreaker? Or say you toy with women, having two on the line? Either headline benefits me, plus everyone here wishes to cozy up to our Murong Family." Murong Lengyue replied while raising her glass to those passing by, speaking quietly. "I don’t wish to be the villain, so please be lenient with me."

"Tell me, what do you want to end this farce?" Xiao Lin followed Murong Lengyue to the center of the hall, encountering several seemingly accomplished individuals.

"I don’t want anything; just uphold your promise. That woman offers you nothing; if you love her, I can be magnanimous, allowing her beside you, that’s it." Murong Lengyue spoke as if she were the hostess. Xiao Lin watched her coldly, remembering their first meeting in childhood which overlapped with her current image, possibly explaining his lack of affection towards her.

"Miss Murong, is this your fiancé? I heard he’s the heir of a prominent family. Can you introduce him to us?" The voice sounded very familiar to Murong Lengyue, but the address made one feel uncomfortable. Familiar in form but still calling the other ’Miss Murong’, Xiao Lin glanced at the speaker without responding.

"Lin, this is a shareholder from T Corporation..."

Before Murong Lengyue could finish the introduction, Xiao Lin moved back slightly, positioning himself on her left side, closer to those people. "How much did you spend to hire these people? Are they from T Corporation’s stockholders? You don’t know I’m acquainted with their young master? If you’re staging a play, you should at least know my background before performing. Or were you planning not to let these people leave alive, just like the shooting incident on the street last time?"

"You..." Murong Lengyue almost lost her composure and attracted a lot of attention.

"Haven’t you heard about the outcome of those involved in the shooting incident? None survived. Do you still naively think you can collect money? Such dirty matters won’t be left for you as evidence, foolish." Xiao Lin snorted coldly and turned to leave Murong Lengyue’s side.

"Haha, don’t joke with them, they’re timid people." With unexposed closeness, she led him outside to the garden and released his hand. "What exactly do you want to do?"

"It’s not what I want to do, but what you intend to do. Must you continue this way?" Xiao Lin asked in a deep voice. He didn’t know what this woman was thinking, and her actions were childishly ridiculous. Was she really the woman who could control the world’s finances? He truly doubted it.

"Is it really so difficult to marry me?" Murong Lengyue suddenly lowered her voice, catching Xiao Lin off guard.

"You don’t truly want to marry me; you just can’t swallow the indignation, dealing with petty resentment, unsatisfied with unachieved desires."

"No, it’s not that!" Murong Lengyue shook her head. "From the first time I met you, I loved you and wanted to be your wife, so I worked hard to reach this status, to be the woman who stands by your side. What’s wrong with that?"

"What you’ve done is not what I want."

"Xiao Lin!" Murong Lengyue shouted loudly. "If you leave my side now, you will regret it. I’ll make you regret it."

"Is that so?" Without looking back, Xiao Lin returned to the hall, searching for Xia Xue’s figure. There was no reason to stay here any longer, and he also decided to complete the task given by Xiao Zhenfeng.

"I will make you regret it, make you come back begging me. I definitely will."

Beautiful pupils shed glistening tears, but no matter how much she threatened, she couldn’t get this man to turn back, as if she was merely air.

"We should head up." Xiao Yue quietly approached Murong Lengyue from behind, softly reminding her of the image she needed to maintain as the Family Head of the Murong Clan.

"Do you think I look despicable?" In the rear garden, only the two of them were present. Murong Lengyue sighed wistfully, realizing her love for him seemed worthless. "Is it disgraceful to the family, failing to win over a man?"

"Do you want to hear the truth or a lie?" Xiao Yue glanced at his watch, knowing they were already a few minutes late.

"I want to hear what you think."

"He doesn’t belong to you; no matter how beautiful you are, it won’t work. You and he won’t come together."

Murong Lengyue took a deep breath; Xiao Yue’s words were undoubtedly the truth. Perhaps anyone else saw more clearly than she did. "Won’t come together? If Murong Lengyue can’t have it, no one else should; I must destroy it myself."

"After the banquet ends, have Shao Qinyi wait for me at the other venue." (To be continued. If you like this work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to give recommendation votes, monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read at m.qidian.com.)

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