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"Shangguan Yiting! You Shangguan Family are simply going too far!" She shouted with all her might, "Just wait! I will make you pay sooner or later!"
Shangguan Yiting snorted coldly, not taking her words to heart.
"Miss," Xiao Jing watched Xia Yixiang walk out the door, feeling somewhat troubled. "Is it really okay to let Miss Xia go back like this? After all, her reputation is also very important."
"That's her own doing; she could have just kept to herself." She maintained a calm expression and suddenly remembered something. "Tonight, Jiang Shaohao is hosting a banquet in New Beicheng, inviting all of us from the Shangguan Family. You go get ready; I’ll head upstairs to call Mo Su."
She climbed the stairs, reluctant to disturb the romantic atmosphere in the room, but the banquet was indeed important.
She knocked softly on the door. "Xiao Lin, Mo Su, we need to go to the Jiang family’s banquet tonight. I’m going with Xiao Jing first; you two come down as soon as you’re ready."
Cheng Mo was nestled in Shangguan Shaoyi's arms. Upon hearing Shangguan Yiting's words, she was first startled, then surprised, and quickly got out of bed to find her formal dress. Behind her, Shangguan Shaoyi chuckled softly, "Why are you in such a hurry?"
"My sister said we have to attend the banquet tonight." Water-colored Eyes glanced at the Rosewood clock; the hands had already pointed to six o'clock. "I need to hurry and get ready, or I won't make it in time."
He smiled slightly and reached into the wardrobe to help her pick out a pure white long dress. The hem of the dress was as white and bright as a blooming snow lotus, and the light gauze around the waist spoke of youthful charm. He handed the gown to her, his Lip Corners curling into a smile. "I think this one is perfect."
"Mm." She nodded with a smile; Shaoyi always had good taste, and she liked this dress very much. However, just thinking about encountering Jiang Yating at the Jiang family made her previously relaxed mood cloud over with a layer of mist, making it hard for her to breathe.
Shangguan Shaoyi said nothing more and silently helped her put on a pearl necklace. The coolness from his Fingertips transferred to her skin, and the fragrance from the back of her neck spread through the air, stirring his heart.
"All done." He affectionately ruffled her hair. She turned around and playfully glared at him, her eyes filled with tenderness.
She stood before the mirror, lightly arranging her hair. After much effort, she finally finished her makeup, only to see that he had already changed into a suit, looking tall and extraordinary. A gentle smile appeared on her lips, and her water-like eyes softly fell on him. He took her hand, resting his forehead against hers with a faint smile, "Let's go."
Since Jiang Shaohao's sudden withdrawal last time, the Jiang family's prestige had been declining. The purpose of this banquet was likely to re-establish connections with various forces, hoping they would once again serve the Jiang family. Shangguan Shaoyi curled his lips slightly, revealing a hint of a cold smile. Jiang Shaohao's thoughts were simple, but things often did not go as planned.
"Commander-in-Chief, aside from Young Marshal Shangguan and his wife, all the guests have arrived. Should we start now or wait a bit longer?"
Jiang Shaohao frowned, his murky eyes looking at Shangguan Yiting, who was seated by the dance floor. Since Shangguan Yiting had already arrived, there was no reason for Shangguan Shaoyi to deliberately be late; perhaps he was overthinking it. With an expressionless face, he said, "Let's wait a little longer. Young Marshal Shangguan is an important guest at this banquet."
As they spoke, everyone's attention was drawn over.
Shangguan Shaoyi led Cheng Mosu as she gracefully approached. Cheng Mosu wore a gentle smile; her simple makeup radiated a clear beauty, and her bright eyes sparkled with life. She smiled softly, her pure white gown weaving through the floral patterns like a blooming magnolia—pure, noble, and elegantly fresh.
"Consort Shangguan has such grace; no wonder she is so cherished by the Young Marshal."
"Indeed! If my wife could look like that, I wouldn't need any concubines."
The surrounding discussions were incessant. Shangguan Yiting smiled proudly and glanced at Jiang Yating beside her. Jiang Yating remained composed in her light purple evening gown that complemented her snow-white skin and charming smile. Noticing Shangguan Yiting's gaze, she couldn't help but return a smile. "Miss Shangguan, your Consort Shangguan has such grace; even I can't help but admire her."
"Of course! How could someone chosen by our Xiao Lin be anything less?" Shangguan Yiting took a sip of her sweet white wine, her eyes filled with joy.
Jiang Yating smiled lightly; the subtle blush on her fair face enhanced the brightness of her eyes. "Miss Shangguan may not know that Japanese has already placed Shaoyi on their assassination list; the bounty on him exceeds even my father's."
Shangguan Yiting was taken aback but maintained her composure. "How does Miss Jiang know this?"
"You don't need to worry about how I know; I just do," she said lightly, smiling as she raised her transparent wine glass. "But since today's banquet is so enjoyable, Miss Shangguan, let's toast."
Shangguan Yiting glanced over at Cheng Mo Su, who was accompanying Shangguan Shaoyi. Cheng Mo Su wore a calm smile, her elegant demeanor exuding grace and liveliness as she greeted everyone with ease, as if socializing came naturally to her.
"Although Consort Shangguan usually doesn't talk much, she's quite impressive when it comes to socializing. Shaoyi has married an exceptional partner," Jiang Yating remarked with a smile, though her eyes lacked any warmth. "By the way, Miss Shangguan, do you see that person talking to Consort Shangguan? He's the eldest son of the Zhu Family from Shanghai, Zhu Yefeng. It seems the Cheng Family and the Zhu Family were once bitter rivals, but now that the Zhu Family has allied with our Jiang family, they're on the rise while the Cheng Family appears to be declining."
Shangguan Yiting looked over and noticed that the smile on Cheng Mo Su's face had slowly frozen. Her bright eyes were filled with sparks of anger as she stared directly at Zhu Yefeng, as if they shared a deep-seated grudge. Realizing this was not good, she hurried over and positioned herself between them.
Cheng Mo Su snapped back to reality and stole a glance at Shangguan Shaoyi beside her. Shaoyi must have noticed her unusual behavior but didn't ask further questions. Instead, he smiled and took her hand, leading her away.
Zhu Yefeng's lips curled into a polite yet faintly cold smile as his eyes turned toward Shangguan Yiting. He extended his hand and said, "You must be Miss Shangguan. It's a pleasure to meet you; I'm Zhu Yefeng."
"Hello." Shangguan Yiting absentmindedly shook his hand but was caught off guard by his deep gaze. There was too much hidden in Zhu Yefeng's eyes that she couldn't articulate. If she remembered correctly, he was only twenty-four years old, yet his profound gaze carried the weight of worldly experience. Her heart skipped a beat, and she felt compelled to be cautious.
"I have admired you for a long time. May I ask Miss Shangguan for a dance?" Zhu Yefeng smiled gently, though there was an underlying sharpness to his expression.
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