Chapter 217: Murong
"Thank you, Young Master Wang, but I don't need it right now."
Su Yanxue declined with a gentle smile.
She might be innocent, but that didn't mean she was a fool.
"Honey, let's go."
As she spoke, Su Yanxue turned and looped her arm through Lin Feng's, calling out "Honey" in a syrupy sweet voice. The sight made Wang Hao's lips twitch uncontrollably.
Wang Yu, on the other hand, glared at Su Yanxue, grinding his teeth. He wished he could just slap her across the face.
Su Yanxue's words stabbed into Wang Yu's heart like needles. His fists clenched tightly.
'That damn good-for-nothing! How dare he steal my woman!'
He gritted his teeth, his fists cracking audibly. As he watched Su Yanxue cling to Lin Feng's arm, Wang Yu's eyes practically turned green with hatred.
But all he could do was watch. After all, Lin Feng had already taught him a lesson once. If he provoked Lin Feng again, he suspected the consequences would be far worse than just getting beaten up.
At this thought, Wang Yu's lips couldn't help but tremble. He recalled that brutal night of torment, and his face instantly turned pale.
'I can't accept this!'
'When my cultivation improves, I'll make you kneel at my feet and beg for mercy.'
Wang Yu swore to himself.
But Su Yanxue was completely oblivious. She simply held onto Lin Feng's arm happily and walked toward the banquet hall.
The banquet hall was incredibly luxurious, with European-style walls. The air was thick with the scent of perfume, mingled with the aromas of wine, flowers, and various other expensive fragrances.
Lin Feng, however, found the scent somewhat familiar. He glanced around; the decor was extremely opulent. It was clear the organizers had spent a fortune decorating for this banquet.
In the center of the venue, a stage had been set up. In front of it was a table with a champagne tower. Behind the tower hung three lanterns, each carved with flamboyant, calligraphic characters.
'What kind of event is this? It's so strange.'
Lin Feng was speechless. This looked less like a business banquet and more like a classical cultural exchange.
He couldn't help but shake his head, silently grumbling about how these rich folks always found new ways to entertain themselves. 'They're all business people, yet they're putting on this kind of cultural event.'
Then again, it was normal. People were always chasing excitement. 'But isn't this a bit too much?'
"Lin Feng, you might not care about this stuff, but this gala is being hosted by the largest corporate group in Xijing City. It's a very high-class event, and all the top socialites and heiresses in Xijing City were invited."
Su Yanxue explained with a beaming smile.
"Oh."
Lin Feng nodded.
"Hmph. A country bumpkin will always be a country bumpkin. He belongs in a mountain ditch for the rest of his life."
Wang Yu sneered, a look of disdain and contempt flashing in the depths of his eyes as he stared at Lin Feng.
He knew that Lin Feng had been a beggar before. He'd only managed to marry Su Yanxue because he had somehow cured her face.
And although he'd heard that Lin Feng had close ties with the two big shots, Wang Tianlin and Li Minde, he believed it was all just a bluff.
"Heh, what a hick in the city. He's probably never even been to a gala before."
Wang Yu said with a mocking laugh.
"It's not that I'm inexperienced; I just can't be bothered to look."
Lin Feng shrugged, speaking innocently.
"Hmph."
Wang Yu snorted coldly. A frosty glint flashed in his eyes as he sneered, "Lin Feng, I'm warning you, stay away from Yan Xue. You're not allowed to bully her!"
Wang Yu's expression was grim, as if he were threatening Lin Feng.
"Xue'Er and I are very happy together. You should worry about yourself. Stop dreaming about things you can never have. In your dreams!"
Lin Feng said, displeased. 'This Wang Yu really thinks he's something else. Isn't he afraid of getting struck by lightning?'
"You!"
Wang Yu was furious. He hadn't expected Lin Feng to actually talk back to him.
He pointed at Lin Feng and cursed, "Lin Feng, don't be so ungrateful! Don't think you can act all arrogant just because you have a little stinking money. Let me tell you, my family is a hundred times more powerful than you are. A poor bastard like you isn't even worthy of polishing my shoes."
"SLAP—"
Lin Feng directly raised his right hand and slapped Wang Yu across the face. Instantly, one side of Wang Yu's face swelled up, red and puffy like a pig's head, which sent him into a rage.
Without another word, Lin Feng pulled Su Yanxue along and walked straight inside.
Su Yanxue obediently followed by Lin Feng's side. She playfully stuck out her tongue and glanced at him furtively.
Meanwhile, Wang Yu clutched his face and roared in fury, "Lin Feng, I'll never let you get away with this!"
Lin Feng and Su Yanxue walked into the main hall.
At this moment, the vast hall was already filled with well-dressed guests, all waiting in anticipation.
Suddenly, the gentle strains of elegant music began to fill the air.
Then, a group of men and women in tailcoats filed in from outside, each holding a vibrant, dew-kissed rose.
"It's Murong Qian."
"Wow, she's the main star tonight!"
The eyes of every guest in the room converged on Murong Qian, their gazes filled with surprise and fervor.
The woman was indeed beautiful, but it was her elegant and dignified aura that truly captured everyone's attention.
However, at this moment, Murong Qian walked onto the stage with proud steps, a look of reluctance on her face.
"Welcome, everyone, to the banquet hosted by the Murong Clan. On behalf of the Murong Clan, I thank you all for gracing us with your presence!"
Murong Qian said with a smile on her face.
"Miss Murong, your father specifically asked me to bring you a small gift."
Just then, a handsome young man pulled a black Jade Pendant from his pocket and offered it to Murong Qian.
Murong Qian glanced at him, then said flatly, "There's no need. I'm not lacking anything."
This made the young man awkwardly withdraw his hand, his face flushed with embarrassment.
"Haha, that's quite a treasure! It's said to have been polished by an international master and is worth one hundred million yuan!"
"Damn, that's seriously loaded."
The guests broke into discussion, their gazes filled with envy as they looked at the Jade Pendant in the young man's hand. That was one hundred million yuan.
Many of the socialites and young ladies looked at the man with adoration. He was so generous, it made their hearts flutter.
"Heh heh..."
The young man gave a faint smile, a flicker of smugness passing through his eyes, almost too quick to see.
His name was Wang Kai Xuan, and he was a doctor.
He had come today specifically to find Murong Qian and try to win her favor.
He had heard that Murong Qian's illness had recently relapsed, and he had come specially to help treat her.
Wang Kai Xuan's father was an authority in the Jiangzhou medical community and the chairman of the Wang Pharmaceutical Group.
He was highly prestigious in the field of medicine, and the Wang Pharmaceutical Group controlled dozens of large hospitals. Their assets were immense, their financial power astronomical.
As the future heir to the Wang Pharmaceutical Group, Wang Kai Xuan himself was a highly talented physician.