"What's wrong?" Having regained his composure, Jiang Yu quickly noticed Luo De's odd expression and asked in surprise. Rong Ming also noticed the newcomers. He turned his head, and the moment he saw that white mask, his heart gave a slight jolt!
It really was him!
Jiang Yu now noticed the newcomers behind him as well, and suddenly understood why Luo De looked so lovestruck. Xu Jia's bearing was among the finest in East Rui City, and Luo De had always favored mature beauties of her kind. No wonder he had reacted that way.
But who was the man accompanying Xu Jia? A flicker of doubt crossed Jiang Yu's mind. He knew about Xu Jia. As Taishu Cheng's chief secretary, she enjoyed considerable freedom, and she was on excellent terms with both Taishu Cheng's wife and daughter-no easy feat. He had never heard of her showing special interest in anyone. Who was the man beside her?
The man had openly appeared wearing a mask, which instantly brought Jiang Yu back to his senses. At a banquet of this caliber, appearing in a mask was extremely rude, yet the man insisted on wearing one. That made the matter rather intriguing.
He glanced at Luo De. Not a trace of his earlier dazed expression remained; he had resumed his usual languid air. Anyone fooled by that languid appearance would meet an utterly miserable end, a fact proven countless times. How could either of them be simple-minded when they had been named their families' heirs?
Xu Jia whispered beside Chen Mu's ear, "See those three men? They should be the most important guests at tonight's banquet. The plumper one is Luo De, the heir to the Luo Family's second generation."
"The Luo Family?" Chen Mu paused slightly. "The Luo Family of Thousand Lakes