Chapter 770: Shining at the Banquet, the Cheongsam Old Man (Part 1)
Han Ke: "Are you going?"
Han Shen: "Go ahead and see what Lou Mingshen wants to do."
"Yueyue may not agree. Our little girl is a very busy person."
Speaking of Jiang Fuyue, Han Shen couldn't stop smiling.
She has published three articles in CNS and was selected as the first of the top ten college students. At first, the outside world was disappointed with her choice of Mingda, a fake university, but now the sound of her being slapped in the face is so loud!
As the old saying goes, gold shines wherever it is.
But his little girl not only shines herself, but also makes the whole place magnificent, and the surrounding black coal turns into diamonds under high pressure.
Not only are you excellent yourself, but you also make the environment better and the people around you become excellent as well.
This is her unique charm.
"Hey, have you noticed that the old man has been sighing less and less recently? Like before, every time he looked at Mom's photos, he would lock himself in the study for the whole day. But this afternoon, I saw him taking out all of Mom's old things and sorting them out, and he was still cheerful."
Han Shen: "Because Yueyue called him at noon and told him about the Top Ten selection. Didn't you check the old man's circle of friends?"
Han Ke: "How could I not see it? He sent three identical messages in a row, filling up the entire screen. It was hard not to see it!"
"It's up to Yueyue to decide. If she wants to go, she can go. If she doesn't want to go, forget it."
"Okay, I'll call and ask tomorrow."
"Don't call anymore. Grandpa asked the kitchen to make some soup. You can send it to Yueyue tomorrow."
Han Ke nodded: "Alright, ask him in person."
"Um."
…
Mingda, dormitory building A, 4-3.
Jiang Fuyue looked at some information for a while and prepared to go to bed.
After Cen Qiaoqiao finished her skin care, she suddenly remembered something: "Oh, sisters, I have to take a leave next Monday, so I won't be here on Monday after I go back this weekend."
"Monday?" Huo Fanjin looked strange. "You want Monday too?"
Cen Qiaoqiao tilted her head and looked at her: "Also? Is there anyone else?"
Huo Fanjin poked the tablet and pressed the pause button: "Me. Why did you ask for leave?"
Cen Qiaoqiao: "It seems like there's some kind of party going on, and my family asked me to go with them."
"Oh, that's a coincidence. My family also asked me to attend a cocktail party."
"Hehe..." Cen Qiaoqiao giggled, "Maybe we went to the same place?"
"It can't be such a coincidence, right? I don't know whose party it is. I'll just go there for the formalities and then leave." Huo Fanjin shrugged.
Cen Qiaoqiao immediately went over to shake her hand: "We are kindred spirits."
At this time, the cell phone rang.
"Whose?"
"It's not mine."
"It's not mine either."
Over there, Jiang Fuyue was already lying on the bed. With her eyes closed, she pressed the answer button. Her voice was faint but a little hoarse from being disturbed by sleep: "Hello..."
"It's me, Niu Rui."
Jiang Fuyue opened her eyes suddenly. Usually she was the one who called Niu Rui. In comparison, Niu Rui called her much less often.
But precisely because there are so few of them, it proves that the matter is urgent!
"You speak, and I listen."
Niu Rui: "The old woman you asked me to keep an eye on has returned to the imperial capital."
Jiang Fuyue's eyes suddenly turned cold: "When?"
The voice was also frighteningly cold.
Niu Rui could feel the sudden low pressure even through the phone: "Just two days ago."
"Okay, I understand. Keep watching and I'll contact you by phone."
…
The next day, following the old man's earnest instructions, Han Ke got into the car carrying the thermos bucket of soup.
"Remember to take it and let Yueyue drink it while it's hot. Watch it with your own eyes, and it's best if you can take a couple of photos for me."
Han Ke: "I know, I know." He said it for the Nth time!
The old man is becoming more and more talkative now, with his beard curled up and his little mouth chattering!
When they arrived at the school gate, Han Ke asked the driver to drive in.
Jiang Fuyue received a WeChat message from the old man last night, saying that he would ask his second uncle to bring her soup today.
When we say it’s soup, it’s certainly not just soup.
And her favorite meals.
"Is it hot?"
"Yeah." Jiang Fuyue nodded.
"How does it taste?"
"tasty."
"By the way, there's one more thing..." Han Ke suddenly took out his cell phone and clicked a few times at Jiang Fuyue.
"?"
Han Ke clenched his fist: "Ahem... The old man asked me to take this photo and to make sure you eat well."
Jiang Fuyue: “…”
In the end, she couldn't eat anymore, and there was still half a can of soup and three pieces of pork ribs left, which she gave to Han Ke.
As he ate, he muttered, "If the old man knew, he would beat me to death."
"Not really."
"Why not?" Han Ke glared, "The eldest, the third, and I just picked it up on the roadside."
Jiang Fuyue: "If I can't kill him, I can at most break his legs."
Han Ke: “…”
While packing up the lunch boxes, "By the way, Yueyue, there's a party on Monday and they've invited you too. Do you want to go?"
"Monday?" Jiang Fuyue raised an eyebrow.
"right."
"Whose?"
"Lou family."
Her eyes flickered.
Han Ke: "If you don't want to go, forget it. Our relationship with the Lou family is ordinary, and it's not necessary for us to go. If you want to go, go. If you don't want to go, don't force it..."
"OK!"
Well--
"good?"
"Well," Jiang Fuyue nodded, "Since you invited me, let's go and take a look."
She smiled slightly, her voice ending in an upward tone.
For some reason, Han Ke felt a chill on the back of his neck when he heard this.
He turned his head to look out the window and saw the bare branches swaying.
It turned out that the wind was blowing.
…
Monday evening.
The cold wind blew through the Lou family villa, but it couldn't blow away the heat inside.
The music is melodious and the red wine is flowing.
Politicians, business celebrities, and wealthy businessmen gathered together.
"After all, this is the Lou family, once the most powerful family. Although they gradually declined after the death of their boss, a lean camel is still bigger than a horse. They often hold banquets of this scale."
"Yes, even Director Zhang and Director Liu have shown up."
"It's not as exaggerated as you say. A centipede may be dead but still alive, but it's dead after all. It's only a matter of time before it rots."
"Maybe Lou Mingshen can bring this bug back to life?"
"Impossible! Unless Lou Mingyue is reborn, the Lou family will never be able to return to its peak."
"Heh...returning to the top? How easy is that! The Xie family is currently thriving, but the Lou family started to decline as early as twenty years ago when they lost their core leader."
"There will never be another Lou Mingyue in the world..."
"Hey, did you notice that every family brought their daughters today?"
"Yes! The family with the most brought five or six. What are they going to do?"
"Who knows? Anyway, since the invitation letter mentioned it, each family couldn't help but give face to the Lou family, so they brought all the girls from their families."
"Tsk, what on earth does Mr. Lou want to do?"
"Is it possible that we are going to choose a concubine?"
Suddenly, everyone laughed.
"Not to mention this dazzling display of colors, the spectacle of competing for splendor is quite pleasing to the eyes."
"Is that the Wu family's daughter? Her petite figure is so pleasing to the eye!"
"Miss He is not bad either, she is tall and thin, with a slim waist and long legs, she is also a beauty."
"If we talk about good-looking, the one the Han family has just brought back is more attractive. Her clear and gentle eyes can make you feel cold all over, but you can't help but yearn for her. Her temperament is absolutely amazing!"
"Is this true? Is it really that exaggerated?"
"If you don't believe me, ask them. They also went to the Han family's birthday party."
"Really. Whether it's looks or temperament, there's no one more stunning than her in our circle."
"I was wondering why that old antique Han Qishan has been posting so many times on WeChat Moments lately. Turns out he got a granddaughter for nothing. She's talented, pretty, and has everything."
"That old guy is so beautiful!"
"Is she here today?"
"It probably hasn't arrived yet."
"I'll have to look carefully and open my eyes at that moment."
“…”
Cen Qiaoqiao was hiding in the corner eating a small cake. It tasted really good.
Out of the corner of my eye I saw another person in an evening gown sneaking towards me. I didn’t know which family she was from, but it didn’t matter, we were all from the same family!
So, she decided to take the initiative to say hello: "Hello, I'm Cen—uh! Xiao Jinjin?! Why is it you?"
Huo Fanjin was shocked: "Qiao Qiao?"
The two looked at each other in silence for five full seconds.
Cen Qiaoqiao: "You said you were going to a party, is this the one?"
Huo Fanjin smacked his lips. Well, what a coincidence.
Then--
The two of them huddled together in a corner and began to eat happily.
until--
"Look! The Han family is here!"
"Hiss—Jiang Fuyue is here too, so beautiful..."
A black Chanel-style dress that only reaches the knees, revealing her snow-white and slender calves.
The suspenders are off the shoulders, and the collarbone is delicate.
Her skin was as white as snow, with a faint porcelain sheen.
As the saying goes, beauty lies in the bones, not in the skin. Jiang Fuyue not only has delicate features, but also has a very beautiful bone structure.
Along the way, he amazed everyone.
"Is this the granddaughter that Old Han just recognized? She's even more beautiful than Mrs. Han back then, and even more beautiful than Mr. Shi now!"
"It seems that the rumors are not completely unbelievable. This time they are quite true."
"How is it? Amazing temperament, right?"
"It is indeed beautiful, and its reputation is well-deserved."
"Your saliva is about to flow out, wipe it quickly!"
"I heard this girl is very smart. She published three articles in a row on CNS a while ago. Amazing!"
"It seems that our circle has never produced scientists and researchers before, but this is a precedent."
“…”
Everyone was talking at once and discussing endlessly.
Jiang Fuyue held the old man's arm, looking straight ahead, and even Han Shen and Han Ke had to stand aside.
Han Heng joined the team and will be there for more than a month, so he didn't come today.
In the corner, Cen Qiaoqiao and Huo Fanjin heard a familiar name and subconsciously looked in that direction.
"Sister Yue, Sister Yue?"
"She's here too?"
At the same time, on the other side, Mo Shiran, who was originally in the venue and talking to the little sister with her lips covered, also saw it.
The light shone on Jiang Fuyue, just like that day on the podium, bright and dazzling.
There were dresses more expensive than the one she was wearing, and makeup more exquisite than the one on her face.
Obviously none of them are the best, but when they are on her body or face, they become perfect.
Mo Shiran's eyes dimmed and the corners of his mouth tightened.
But the little sister next to him couldn't help but get excited. All the facial expressions were useless. Some glared, some screamed, some covered their mouths, and some didn't know where to put their hands and feet.
"Finally I saw Sister Yue in person!"
"Isn't it ten thousand times more beautiful than the photos and posters?"
"Last week, I took my dance exam. Before the test, I watched her videos and, as expected, I passed with flying colors! Absolutely amazing!"
"Ahh! I am from the Yue Family Army. Today I finally see Faith Ben Yang, it really shines."
"Oh my god—I really want to rush up to my Moon Goddess and ask for her autograph!"
"Is my skirt messed up? Where's my hair? Help me check."
"You can help me take a look too."
“…”
"Shiran? What about you?"
"……What?"
"We're going to get Sister Yue's autograph. Do you want to come with us?"
"Uh! I don't need it," she waved her hand, "you guys go ahead."
"Don't be shy! If you miss this opportunity, there might not be a next time! Don't waste such a good opportunity..."
"No," Mo Shiran was pulled forward by a little sister. She immediately grabbed the hem of her skirt to steady herself, annoyance already in her eyes: "If you want an autograph, go by yourselves. Why do you have to drag me along? Does everyone have to be a fan of Jiang Fuyue?!"
Several young sisters were startled by her sudden outburst and stood there in a daze.
Then--
A curled his lips and said, "If you don't want to go, then don't go. Why are you so angry? Can't you talk it out nicely?"
B rolled his eyes and said, "Your kindness is taken for granted."
C sighed softly, "Consider us meddling in other people's business."
D clicked his tongue twice. "There are actually girls who don't like Sister Yue. From observation, I've concluded that there are only two types."
"Which two?"
"The first type is those who enjoy 'female competition,' trying to compete in everything but failing to achieve anything, leading to jealousy and hatred. The second type is patriarchal bootlickers. As women, they can't stand seeing women outperforming men, so they maliciously attack and smear them to uphold male chauvinism."
"Mo Shiran, which one are you?"
She swayed and took two steps back when asked.
Which one are you?
Which one?
Her face turned pale instantly, and she opened her mouth, but found that she couldn't even say a word of rebuttal.
"Forget it. Sister Yue said that same-sex relationships should be more understanding and tolerant. Let's not embarrass her and go over and get her autograph."
"Who wants to embarrass her? We didn't do anything, we just talked a few words..."
"Let's go!"
A group of girls walked away together, talking and laughing, and walked towards the "luminous object" with excitement.
Mo Shiran stood there, silent for a very long time, so long that those words echoed in her ears countless times -
Sister Yue said that same-sex people should be more understanding and tolerant!
…
At night, at seven o'clock sharp, everyone gathered in the villa hall.
The crystal chandeliers cast soft warm light, and the music was melodious and lingering.
"Why hasn't Mr. Lou come yet?"
"Yeah, we've been here for quite some time, but we haven't seen a single member of the Lou family. All we saw were servants serving food and drinks."
"Look at what you said, there aren't many people in the Lou family to begin with."
"That's right. He passed away twenty years ago. Lou Mingxin is in prison. Now the Lou family only has Lou Mingshen, and he is alone."
"Except for him, is there really no one else in the Lou family?!"
"Strictly speaking, there is another one..."
"who?"
"The old lady of the Lou family, she..."
Just then, footsteps were heard from the second floor. Everyone immediately stopped talking and looked up.
I saw a person slowly walking down the marble steps.
The navy blue cheongsam was embroidered with large peonies, and the buttons were neatly fastened, lying smoothly and neatly at the diagonal position on the right lapel.
With his head held high and chest puffed out, his chin raised and his eyes squinting, the word "dignified and solemn" instantly comes to mind.
Her gray hair was neatly tied up behind her head, giving her a reserved elegance.
The wrinkles on the face are the traces of time and wind. They detract from the beauty but also add to the charm.
First update, 4,000 words.
Second update: 6:30 PM [around]
(End of this chapter)
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