The banquet hall doors slowly opened, and dazzling crystal chandeliers lit the room as brightly as day. Melodious violin music flowed through the air as lavishly dressed guests danced to its rhythm.
Holding two glasses of champagne, Yue Zhengyu walked elegantly over to Xie Xie, looked him up and down, and curled his lips into a mischievous grin.
"Not bad, Xie Xie."
Yue Zhengyu deliberately drew out his words, his tone brimming with teasing. "You actually look halfway respectable today. Pretty handsome, too. Anyone who didn't know you would think you were the young master of some noble family."
Xie Xie was searching for food with a plate in hand. His brows knitted at those words, and the fork in his hand nearly jabbed Yue Zhengyu in the nose.
"Stop right there!"
Xie Xie glared at him irritably. "Explain yourself! What do you mean, 'halfway respectable'? This is called elegance! Elegance, understand? Are you asking for another beating?"
"Oh, embarrassed enough to lash out?"
Instead of running, Yue Zhengyu leaned even closer, his face full of mockery. "What? Am I wrong? Look at that black suit. You look like a bodyguard. Yuanen Yehui is probably the only person who can put up with that temper of yours."
"Why are you bringing her into this?"
Like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, Xie Xie instantly bristled. "Yuanen and I share a pure revolutionary friendship! Stop playing matchmaker and pairing people up at random!"
The two traded barbs, their voices growing louder until their bickering soon escalated into shoving.
"I think you're just jealous of my good looks!" Yue Zhengyu shot back as he dodged.
"Jealous, my foot! You're just itching for a beating!" Xie Xie made as if to pounce on him.
Just as their antics became impossible to