Jiang Cheng rolled his eyes behind Mu Qingcheng's back.
Fated? My ass!
"Brother Cheng, are your eyes bothering you?"
Lu Ming asked bluntly.
Jiang Cheng: "..."
You're the only one with that big mouth!
One day, I'm sewing that mouth shut.
Mu Qingcheng immediately grew anxious when she heard that and hurriedly asked with concern,
"Jiang Cheng, are your eyes bothering you? Did a bug fly into them? Let me blow on them for you."
Stay away from me! Don't come over!
Jiang Cheng turned around, saw Mu Qingcheng drawing close, and quickly scooted his butt backward.
"I'm fine. CEO Mu, you should have some water and sit down to rest first."
Is Jiang Cheng worried about me?
He really was such a gentle person!
Mu Qingcheng felt sweetness fill her heart, as though she had drunk honey.
"Thank you, Jiang Cheng."
Why was she thanking me?
Could it be that she had come specifically to thank me because I saved her last time?
The more Jiang Cheng thought about it, the more likely it seemed. Other than that, he really could not think of any reason Mu Qingcheng would want to thank him.
Still, hearing the shy tone in Mu Qingcheng's voice made Jiang Cheng somewhat uncomfortable. Goosebumps rose all over his body.
Mu Qingcheng, you're an icy CEO. Could you be a little colder?
Just then,
Mu Qingcheng naturally sat down beside Jiang Cheng, picked up the teacup on the table, and began drinking from it.
Jiang Cheng's pupils shrank. Wasn't that his cup?
"D-Don't drink that!"
Seeing Mu Qingcheng's red lips already touch the rim, Jiang Cheng instinctively pursed his lips.
"What's wrong, Jiang Cheng?"
"Cough, cough. It's nothing."
A smile curved Mu Qingcheng's lips. How could she possibly not know it was Jiang Cheng's cup?
No more pretending!
She had done it on purpose.
That counted as an indirect kiss with Jiang Cheng, didn't it?
Lu Ming looked at the two of them resentfully, feeling like an enormous third wheel.
Damn it.
Someone come kill this single dog.
Lu Ming sighed and found an excuse to leave.
Jiang Cheng had yet to recover from his shock,
when Li Shiyao sat down directly on his other side, forming a pincer with Mu Qingcheng and trapping him in the middle, unable to move.
The wealthy young heirs in the hall watched with endless envy, hanging their heads and stamping their feet.
If it were them, they would probably wake up laughing even in their dreams.
Before long,
the birthday banquet began. An elderly man with a slightly stooped back and white cloth robes walked out.
His temples were gray, his gaze sharp and deep, his expression utterly calm.
Everyone immediately made way for him, not daring to act rashly.
"Cough, cough."
Lin Chongwu coughed twice and smiled at everyone in the hall.
"Thank you all for honoring the Lin Family with your presence and coming to celebrate this old man's birthday. Cough."
"Old Master Lin, you're too polite. Please take good care of your health."
Everyone offered polite responses.
Jiang Cheng looked at Lin Chongwu, who coughed after every few words onstage, and silently cursed the old fox.
This rotten old man was wicked as hell!
He was clearly an Ancient Martial Artist at Peak Inner Strength, healthy as a horse with an excellent appetite, yet he still pretended to be frail and sickly.
It was all to mislead the Lin Family's enemies. If anyone actually believed it and came seeking revenge, they would not even know how they died.
"Young Friend Ye, come out."
As soon as Lin Chongwu finished speaking, everyone exchanged puzzled looks.
What kind of person could be addressed as a young friend by the Lin Family's old master?
The next second, a familiar figure appeared at the entrance.
Both Mu Qingcheng and Li Shiyao clenched their fists, their beautiful eyes fixed firmly on Ye Bufan.
What a show-off!
Jiang Cheng fought back a laugh as he sized up Ye Bufan.
He wore a poorly fitting suit, his hair plastered with gel, his head tilted at a forty-five-degree angle to the ground.
A mysterious smile hung at the corner of his mouth. Most importantly, this guy was actually wearing slippers.
Come on, man, who taught you to dress like that?
A protagonist was a protagonist. His taste was beyond the comprehension of ordinary people like them.
The moment Ye Bufan appeared, the entire hall fell silent.
Lin Chongwu immediately felt his old face flush and burn as his gaze landed on Lin Pengwen.
Lin Pengwen spread his hands, while the corner of his mouth twitched uncontrollably.
Sure enough, I never should have trusted this kid.
I told you to dress formally, and you paired a suit with slippers?
Your damn head is practically reflecting light!
Everyone present wanted to laugh but did not dare.
Ye Bufan was very satisfied with everyone's reaction. His careful preparations had not been in vain.
Hahaha!
They were all immersed in his peerless charm.
Jiang Cheng could still hold it in, but Li Shiyao and Mu Qingcheng were about to lose it.
In his panic, Jiang Cheng used one hand each to cover the two women's mouths.
If he let them laugh, his location would be exposed.
He absolutely would not allow that to happen!
In an instant, both women blushed. Their brows brimmed with shyness, and their eyes held nothing but Jiang Cheng.
"Elder Lin."
Ye Bufan smiled at Lin Chongwu and entered the hall with his slippers clacking against the floor.
Lin Chongwu wanted nothing more than to find a crack in the ground and crawl into it. He had lost all face.
Actually, Ye Bufan could not be blamed for this. Having lived on Tianshan since childhood, he naturally dressed however he found most casual and comfortable.
At this point,
Lin Chongwu could only force himself to introduce him to everyone.
"Everyone, don't let Young Friend Ye's age fool you. He is exceptional in both medicine and martial arts, and he is also my savior's... disciple."
"Haha! Such an outstanding young talent. I think Young Master Ye is quite handsome and dashing!"
As soon as those words were spoken, everyone looked at the wealthy businessman who had spoken with shocked expressions.
Search your conscience. Doesn't it hurt?
However, a wave of equally absurd flattery soon rang out through the hall.
Anyone with eyes could see Old Master Lin's attitude toward Ye Bufan. A few words could earn the Lin Family's favor, so why not?
Listening to everyone's praise, Ye Bufan's tail practically rose into the sky.
Lin Chongwu shot him a sidelong glance. Damn it, did this kid really have no self-awareness at all?
After exchanging a few simple pleasantries with everyone, he motioned for Ye Bufan to leave with him.
The lively atmosphere returned to the hall once more.
Hm?
At that moment, Jiang Cheng felt something damp and ticklish against his palm.
When he turned around, he discovered that Li Shiyao had closed her eyes and was sticking out her soft tongue like a kitten.
What the hell are you doing?!
Cough, cough.
Jiang Cheng quickly lowered his hands, and only then did the two women come back to their senses.
Li Shiyao's eyes darted away, her pretty face as red as a boiled shrimp.
A Long looked utterly impressed. As expected of Young Master, his charm was simply incredible!
Before long, Ye Bufan returned to the hall after changing clothes.
With Old Master Lin's connection, quite a few people took the initiative to approach him and make his acquaintance.
That secretly delighted Ye Bufan!
Jiang Cheng looked around, yet did not see Lin Chongwu even after a long while.
A strange thought arose in his heart. Could that old man have been so angered by Ye Bufan that he fainted?
"Jiang Cheng, I'll be leaving for a moment."
Mu Qingcheng suddenly spoke.
"Go ahead, go ahead."
Jiang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief. He could not wait for this woman to leave.
But he regretted it immediately, because Mu Qingcheng actually walked toward Ye Bufan.
Could this woman be going to report his location?
They really were in cahoots!
No rush. Let's watch first.
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