Chapter 9 On Sunday, the Shen family's 70th birthday party was held as scheduled. The Shen family is the top...
On Sunday, the 70th birthday banquet for the head of the Shen family was held as scheduled.
The Shen family is an old and wealthy family that started at the end of the last century and has been passed down to this day. Even though its internal roots are now intertwined and the major factions are fighting each other, and it is showing signs of decline, it should not be underestimated.
The current head of the family is called Shen Zhengming, and he has married three wives. The first wife gave birth to three sons, and died during childbirth of the fourth. The eldest son is now the young master of the Shen family, Shen Yao.
Chen Zheng's mother was his second wife. Unlike his first wife, she was born into an aristocratic family. Chen Zheng's mother was just a small employee who had studied hard for many years and was called into Shen Zhengming's company.
Because of her beautiful appearance, Shen Zhengming took a fancy to her at first sight. Perhaps because of her particularly cold and unyielding attitude, Shen Zhengming's interest in her lasted for a long time and he forced her to marry him. She died of depression after giving birth to Shen Zheng.
The third wife came to the position with her children, and gave birth to a pair of twins, a boy and a girl. Coincidentally, the company was booming at that time. Shen Zhengming was overjoyed and thought it was a good omen, so he married her immediately.
Not to mention that when Shen Zhengming was young, he was a romantic man, flirting with women everywhere, and he had at least five secret wives, and countless illegitimate sons and daughters. Those who were memorable were arranged to work in the company, and those who were not memorable were thrown aside and given some pocket money.
With the grandchildren born now, Shen Zhengming can be said to have a large family.
Crystal chandeliers cast soft light, and exquisite carpets were spread on the ground. Guests dressed in gorgeous clothes came and went, talking in low voices. The celebrities who had appeared in the financial reports with high spirits had now lowered their postures and raised their glasses gently to make friends.
Chen Zheng led Xia Yu slowly into the banquet. Xia Yu had been looking around secretly since he came in, curiously examining the arrangement.
As a princess of the royal family, she had seen all kinds of treasures and delicacies, but the two worlds were different after all. Some of the things she saw were the first time, so it was inevitable that she was curious for a while.
Chen Zheng glanced at the arrangement indifferently and sneered. She still liked to do these fancy things. However, seeing Xia Yu's sparkling eyes, she paused and commented objectively: "If nothing else, the banquet was well organized."
Seeing that Xia Yu's mind was about to be sucked away, Chen Zheng smiled helplessly, waved her hand, and signaled her to go and have fun with the young people. She also pondered for a moment and mentioned some projects that she thought were good.
"Go ahead. If I'm not mistaken, there will be a lot of fun at this party."
Then she seemed to think of something and whispered, "If anyone bothers you, tell them my name."
"Chen Zheng, this is your stepdaughter. I heard that you and her have a surprisingly good relationship. She is really beautiful, like a noble little phoenix."
The woman was wearing a red dress with smooth lines that flowed down from her shoulders. Under her high nose bridge were plump red lips. She gently raised her hand, shook the red wine in the glass, and placed one hand on Shen Zheng's shoulder, smiling lazily.
Chen Zheng glanced at her sideways without answering, but just fixed his eyes on Xia Yu who was not far away.
The girl was wearing a moon-white long skirt, the hem of which fluttered in the wind. She raised her chin high, her thick eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings, and her long black hair fell behind her like a waterfall.
She straightened her back, with a faint smile on her lips, and her every move exuded innate dignity.
Well, it is indeed very beautiful and dazzling.
Chen Zheng's eyebrows were light and her eyes flashed with a hint of extreme tenderness.
The woman's phoenix eyes were slightly raised, and she tucked her fallen hair behind her ears. She opened her red lips slightly, with a charming laziness:
"What a little beauty! The more I look at her, the more I like her. Chen Zheng, do you think she will like my type?"
Chen Zheng picked up the wine glass beside her, poured herself a glass of red wine, took a sip, tilted her head and squinted at the woman beside her, and warned softly: "Gu Xiwen, don't have any ideas about her."
"Hey, Chen Zheng, you control everything and even my friends. How do you know that the beautiful girl doesn't like me? She might like me more than a boring guy like you."
Gu Xiwen looked Chen Zheng up and down, smacked his lips a few times, turned his head, made a gun gesture with his right hand, Biu~, and shot at Xia Yu, staring at Xia Yu with an extremely aggressive look.
Chen Zheng pursed her lips, her hand holding the wine glass trembling slightly, and she suddenly felt a little angry for no reason.
The corners of her eyes were raised, and her eyes instantly became sharp. She forcefully pressed down Gu Xiwen's raised right hand, gritted her teeth and said word by word: "Gu Xiwen, I'll say it again, she is not the same kind of person as you, don't touch her."
Seeing that Chen Zheng seemed really angry, Gu Xiwen first slightly opened her red lips, looked at her in surprise, and then covered her mouth and burst out laughing.
She just said it casually this time, but she never expected Chen Zheng to react so strongly. There is something fishy going on.
Gu Xiwen, the young master of a newly emerging wealthy family, is popular with both men and women. A few years ago, he competed with Shen Zheng for the same market, and they fell in love with each other. They were friends who could talk to each other. However, this might be Gu Xiwen's unilateral opinion.
Gu Xiwen gently hooked Chen Zheng's hand with her fingertips and threw her a wink.
Seeing Chen Zheng suddenly withdraw her hand, she didn't care, stretched out her hands in a gesture of surrender, and said tolerantly: "Okay, okay, I'll listen to you. In fact, I'm not very interested in little sisters. I'm more interested in Mr. Shen."
After that, she leaned forward, put her red lips close to Shen Zheng's ear, and whispered: "Boss Shen, do you need my help? You have to give me 5% of the profit afterwards~"
Chen Zheng pushed Gu Xiwen's face away, thought for a moment, and nodded at Gu Xiwen.
"Deal. Mr. Gu."
"That's great. I wish Mr. Shen good luck then."
"Thank you." Chen Zheng clinked glasses with Gu Xiwen politely, took a sip of red wine, and subconsciously looked up to search for Xia Yu. But Xia Yu had already run away.
Xia Yu wandered around the banquet aimlessly, looking here and touching there. No one knew her and no one disturbed her, so she was enjoying her leisure time.
As they swam, they came to an open grassland. In the center was an antique pot-throwing device. The pot was painted in gold and colorful, and many arrows of different colors were stuck in the pot. A group of people gathered around it, counting the arrows thrown by each team, and cheering loudly every time a score was scored.
Xia Yu was watching intently when he heard the system loudly remind him in his mind: "Host! Be careful!"
A white feather arrow, with a sharp whistling sound, cut through the sky and struck Xia Yu in the face.
Xia Yu narrowed his eyes when he heard that, and nimbly turned sideways. He quickly stretched out his right hand, grasped the arrow shaft firmly in his palm, and caught it with his bare hands.
Although the tip of the arrow is covered with foam and is not sharp, it would probably disfigure the person if it hits the face.
What a vicious thought.
Shen Tingyu stood loosely beside the pot. Seeing that Xia Yu had actually dodged it, he shouted in surprise, then took out an arrow from the pot, squinted his eyes, aimed, and threw it at Xia Yu.
Xia Yu took the second and third arrows in the same way, until Shen Tingyu could no longer take out an arrow from the pot. He reluctantly withdrew his hand, raised his chin, and said with a cynical smile:
"Miss Xia, I'm sorry. I lost my aim and almost shot Miss Xia." Looking at Shen Tingyu's disdainful look, it didn't look like an apology at all, it was simply an unscrupulous provocation.
Chen Tingyu! The veins on Xia Yu's hand holding the arrow bulged. Really, she was just worried about not being able to find someone to complete the system task, and he fell into her hands.
She got tired of this game when she was ten years old. How dare someone show off his skills in front of her? It's simply courting death.
Xia Yu curled the corners of his lips coldly, moved his fingers slightly, and turned the arrow in his hand in a circle, with the sharp tip pointing at Shen Tingyu's face. It was her turn next.
She stood sideways, leaned back slightly, exerted force with her arms, and threw it casually towards Shen Tingyu.
One, two… The arrows, with a sharp sound of wind, shot straight towards Shen Tingyu like a swimming dragon.
Shen Tingyu seemed to have not expected that she would dare to fight back. He was stunned for a moment, and then he saw the arrow shot straight at his face. He covered his head with his hands in fear and fled into the distance as fast as his feet could run.
After a few graceful arcs, the arrow accurately flew into the mouth of the pot. The tail of the arrow swayed, making a crisp "crossbow" sound, and the arrow body stood steadily in the pot.
Xia Yu nodded with satisfaction, patted his slightly dusty hands, glanced at Shen Tingyu's embarrassed figure, and responded to his previous provocation slowly:
"Oh, sorry, I was just itching to show off my skills and threw a few at random. Thanks to someone running away, I was able to hit the target every time. Thank you."
After Chen Tingyu targeted Xia Yu, the atmosphere suddenly became quiet and some laughter was heard.
There were always young masters and young ladies from aristocratic families whose family background and status were not inferior to Shen Tingyu, who did not give him face at all, and laughed, and then saw that the pot was thrown beautifully, clapped their hands and cheered loudly:
"Great arrows! Great technique!"
Chen Tingyu clenched his fists and glanced at the faces of those who spoke with resentment. Seeing that he could not afford to offend them and could not save face, he had to vent all his anger on Xia Yu.
He waved his hand back, and the burly thug slowly approached Xia Yu after receiving his order. Shen Tingyu looked down at her like an ant, and said coldly: "Xia Yu, you dare to provoke me in my territory, are you looking for death?"
Xia Yu sneered, raised his chin slightly, and the disdain in his eyes almost overflowed.
"Chen Tingyu, you really are a disgrace to the Shen family. You have vividly demonstrated the meaning of bullying others by taking advantage of one's power. I don't know why Chen Zheng has a nephew like you. It's really embarrassing. There is nothing about you that can compare to Chen Zheng."
As soon as they heard the word "Chen Zheng", the thugs who were slowly approaching Xia Yu stopped, looked at each other hesitantly, and suddenly froze in place, not knowing whether to advance or retreat.
Seeing that the girl in front of them was actually related to Shen Zheng, those young men from aristocratic families who were not afraid of Shen Tingyu had a gleam in their eyes, and they jumped out one after another to dissuade her.
"Chen Tingyu, you can't get angry just because you are not as skilled as others."
"Yes, yes, she is the eldest grandson of the Shen family. Your Excellency should be magnanimous and not bother with the little girl."
Although they said it was dissuasion, the words and tone coming out of those people's mouths were full of indescribable sarcasm and ridicule.
Shen Tingyu stood there with his fists clenched, in a dilemma. By chance, his confidant rushed over from the hall and whispered respectfully in his ear: "Master Shen, the banquet is about to begin, the young master is calling you back."
Shen Tingyu paused, explained loudly, and left in a hurry.
Look at the look on his face. He doesn't say he has something important to say, but it seems like he is running away.
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