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He lit a cigarette and took a slow drag, casting a sideways glance at me. "You little brat, I didn't go too hard on you."
I grimaced, rubbing my sore backside. "You call this not going hard? My butt feels like it's about to split in two!"
Old Zhao looked at me with a serious expression. "Enough of the nonsense. What do you think of his daughter?"
Seeing his demeanor, I decided to drop the playful act. Old Zhao rarely got this serious unless it was something important.
After pondering for a moment, I replied, "She's definitely beautiful. But I believe she's not as she appears on the surface. She's like a snake—unpredictable and potentially dangerous. You never know if she's friend or foe; even if she seems friendly, you have to watch your back because she might stab you when you least expect it."
Old Zhao listened intently as I explained, momentarily lost in thought, the ash from his cigarette forming a long trail as it burned. Once I finished speaking, he snapped back to reality, looking at me with a mix of recognition and pride.
He extinguished his cigarette in the ashtray and said, "You need to understand that every woman will show her thorns when you first meet her. No woman will reveal her true self during that initial encounter."
"They're like cacti in the desert—full of thorns. But once you establish friendship, love, or kinship with them, they become like the sweet fruit of the cactus."
Listening to Old Zhao's words, I felt like I was absorbing something valuable.
He patted my shoulder encouragingly. "You little brat, go for it! You have plenty of time ahead; there are still opportunities."
I initially thought Old Zhao was agreeing with my assessment but quickly realized he was still being his usual cheeky self.
I turned to Ke Hong, who was still mingling at the banquet, and shouted, "Mom! Old Zhao says—"
Old Zhao reacted swiftly, covering my mouth with his hand and glaring at me. "You little brat, if you dare say anything to your mom, you're dead meat! No one can save you!"
Threatening me? As if I would be intimidated! Aside from Old Zhao and Ke Hong, I knew all too well how fierce he could be when provoked.
"What are you two still doing out there? Come inside; the banquet is about to start!"
As for whether Ke Hong would question me about my unfinished statement, that was no longer my concern. It was Old Zhao who should be worried about whether I'd spill the beans.
The banquet proceeded normally. After my earlier outburst, most people present began to view me through tinted glasses—whether they thought I was a fool or just plain reckless didn’t matter much to me. My goal had been achieved; now all I needed to do was prepare for my escape. Once the banquet ended and I slipped away unnoticed, everything would be fine; otherwise, I'd be ready for whatever consequences awaited me.
I glanced at Ouyang Zhirou shining on stage while others murmured about who would be lucky enough to marry this beautiful lady with a lovely voice and great figure—especially considering her father was Ouyang Xiong.
Suddenly, I heard a man mumbling something under his breath about ancestors: "I've never asked anyone for anything in my life; I'm begging you now! If you can help me connect with the Ouyang Family, our family will surely rise to fame!"
Would his ancestors be furious upon hearing such words?
Of course, everyone here wanted some connection to the Ouyang Family. Even the slightest association would be beneficial.
As Ouyang Zhirou continued speaking on stage—her words flowing beautifully—I felt an uncomfortable sensation in my rear end as if it were being pricked by nails. I could hardly wait to bolt out of there.
"Thank you all for attending today's banquet; this concludes our event," Ouyang Zhirou announced before bowing to the audience.
The crowd erupted into applause and cheers. Meanwhile, I felt as if fire had ignited beneath my feet and rushed toward the entrance, urgently telling the staff to open the door so I could escape.
The waiter was quite puzzled. Wasn't he familiar with the young lady of the Ouyang Family? Why did she rush out of the banquet so quickly? Everyone present was still preoccupied with trying to curry favor and build connections.
Though they felt confused, those who could remain there were all somewhat notable figures. For the sake of their own livelihoods, the best choice was to ask no questions and know nothing.
With a sizzling sound, as soon as the door opened just a crack, I couldn't wait any longer and prepared to dash outside.
On the stage, Ouyang Zhirou also spotted me at the entrance. A sinister smile crept across her lips as she said, "Little Zhao, I'll be waiting for you at Lakeside University. There are two sisters there who are waiting for you too. Don't even think about running away; no matter where you go, I will find you."
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