banquet
Seeing Xu Qiao walking into the school gate carrying a bag of light snacks, Song Yu breathed a sigh of relief. Before getting off the bus, Xu Qiao turned around once. Song Yu thought he had dropped something on the bus. After a while, she heard him say calmly, "Next time if you have math problems, you can come to me."
"......Of course." Song Yu smiled, "Thank you today." It turns out that he can still communicate well.
So she took another step forward and grabbed the man's arm. The moment she touched his naked skin, Song Yu was surprised that his body temperature was so hot. But it was only for a moment, and his hand was brushed away by him. "What are you doing?"
The palms that were originally full suddenly became empty. Song Yu said with a playful smile, "Look, I gave you a ride, and you also solved the math problem for my sister. Let's just write off all our grudges, okay?"
"Next time I skip class, just leave me alone."
Xu Qiao stood there and looked at her quietly for half a second, "Then don't skip class."
"......" It was like talking at cross purposes. Before Song Yu could say anything else, Xu Qiao had already turned and left.
"What the hell? He's totally unacceptable." After complaining harshly, Song Yu took out the vibrating cell phone in her bag. Sure enough, the screen was full of messages followed by red hearts.
[Yaya: Can you bring this guy over to be my math teacher next time? He’s so handsome (heart)]
【Yaya: If not, I’ll ask you next time (love)】
[Song Yu: No, even if you ask me next time]
[Yaya: Why? With him, I won't neglect you either (love)]
Song Yu: It's just a math problem. What's so difficult about it? I'll take a look and teach you the answer.
【Yaya: But the last time you came, you couldn’t even understand the formulas for trigonometric functions.】
[Song Yu: ...If you send me another message, I'll report you to the teacher.]
The threat was effective. As expected, no more messages were sent from the other side. However, ten minutes later, another picture was sent, which was full of trigonometric formulas.
[Yaya: ...Remember to prepare in advance. This is to encourage you to study. Don’t tell my teacher (crying)]
Song Yu: “…”
Looking at the time, there was still half an hour until ten o'clock, which was almost time. Song Yu started the car and quickly drove away from the school gate.
Xu Qiao returned to the dormitory and sat on a stool, looking at the route he had just walked marked on his phone. The shopping bag on the table was torn open, and the snacks inside scattered all over the table.
"What were you doing so early in the morning?" Li Yu leaned against the table and asked as he casually opened a bag of snacks.
"supermarket."
Li Yu took a look at the logo on the supermarket bag and said in surprise: "Going to such a far supermarket just to buy a few bags of snacks that can be found everywhere? It's not even the end of the semester yet." Why did he start to go crazy?
Xu Qiao didn't have time to pay attention to him. He packed his schoolbag and stood up to go out.
"Hey, what are you doing?" Li Yu asked, "Didn't we agree to go to the lab in the afternoon?"
Xu Qiao, carrying his bag, said without looking back, "I'm going to the library to review high school math."
High school math? Li Yu's eyes were filled with complex expressions. He took a bite of an ice cream-shaped pink marshmallow and thought about how much the final exam had pushed the child to.
However, Xu Qiao did not make it to the library in the end. When he walked out of the school gate, a low-key and luxurious black car made of matte material was already waiting at the door. A man in a neat suit stood next to the car. Seeing Xu Qiao approaching with an expressionless face, he lowered his head slightly and quickly opened the back door for Xu Qiao.
"Master, we have to hurry. The banquet is about to start. The clothes have been prepared for you on site. Mr. Xu asked you to call him before you leave."
There was silence behind him and no one responded. Chen Bai secretly groaned in his heart. How could this lousy job fall on his head? No one answered and he didn't even dare to start the car. He had no choice but to bite the bullet and ask, "Master, I..."
"Don't call me that."
"But this is Mr. Xu's order..." Chen Bai carefully observed the man's expression through the front mirror. After catching a slight frown on his face, he immediately changed his tone, "Okay, Mr. Xu."
Xu Qiao closed his eyes tiredly and said, "Well, let's go."
In the magnificent banquet hall, various exquisite crystal pendants of various sizes hanging from the ceiling reflected dazzling light under the illumination of lights. The entire banquet hall was dimly lit, leaving only the candles on the long dining table covered with a white tablecloth, flickering with bright golden flames.
People in elegant evening gowns sat on both sides of a long, gorgeously decorated table. The banquet had not officially begun yet, and many people were sitting or standing leisurely, holding champagne and chatting leisurely with the people next to them. Most of the evening gowns were black and gold, echoing the black and gold theme of the banquet.
"Mr. Zhao, long time no see."
"Hey, Mr. Xie, it's been a long time since we last met. Who is this?"
When his name was called, Xie Yunchao instantly withdrew his gaze from the side of the long table, and introduced himself to the person in front of him with a polite smile, "Hello, Uncle Zhao, I am Xie Yunchao."
The man in front of him suddenly realized, "So it's you. I often hear Mr. Xie mention you. You are indeed a handsome guy."
After a few polite words of complimenting each other, Xie Yunchao's face was almost frozen from smiling.
As soon as the guests left, Xie's father's face immediately darkened and he looked at him with dissatisfaction, "I told you to focus, but what were you doing just now? I didn't bring you here to eat, drink and see beautiful women, but to make some friends and build connections. Serve me some snacks, this isn't your party for wasting time."
"Got it." Xie Yunchao lowered his head and listened to his father's lecture, but he couldn't help but look over there and asked, "Who is that person in the white suit?"
Father Xie followed his gaze and saw that there was a flower stand in front of where they were standing. The view was slightly tilted and obstructed. He could only see a man in a white suit sitting at the main seat at the long table in the dim candlelight. His figure was half exposed, and he was talking to the person next to him with his head slightly tilted. This angle showed off his sharp and smooth jawline and high nose bridge, but the weak candlelight cast a thin veil over his face, making it difficult to see his true appearance.
From the perspective of others, one could only see the man's slender fingers tapping the table impatiently, and his long legs wrapped in expensive fabric and crossed together.
Xie's father frowned. "Why is this person wearing white? I can't see his face clearly, how do you know him?"
"I'm just asking, I don't recognize you..." The words suddenly got stuck in his throat. Xie Yunchao looked at the man who had just stood up and was looking over here not far away. Damn, why is it Xu Qiao?
"Oh, you mean that guy?" Xie's father also saw him. "He's the nephew of President Feng Rong. His parents founded Feng Rong, but they had a car accident a few years ago. He was still young, and such a big company fell into the hands of his uncle. I heard he was even sent to a nursing home for a while."
Sensing that something was amiss with Xie Yunchao, Xie's father turned around and asked, "Didn't you say you didn't know him?"
Xie Yunchao's brows relaxed slightly, "It's not that I know him, we're just from the same school, we've met a few times before." He took out his mobile phone and opened the chat box with Song Yu. The message showed that it stopped two days ago. Song Yu hadn't sent him a single message during that time. Xie Yunchao's eyes dimmed.
Xie Yunchao: What are you doing? Do you want to hear some fresh gossip?
There was no response from the other end for a long time. Xie Yunchao looked at it for a while and then put away his phone. The banquet was about to begin.
There were too many people around, and the smell of the burning candles on the table was not pleasant. Xu Qiao stood up and wanted to go out for some fresh air. Before he could take a step, Xu Zhiyan came towards him, surrounded by a crowd of people.
Xu Qiao paused and stood there waiting for him to come over.
Xu Zhiyan lives up to his name, with a strong scholarly air. Although he has an ordinary face, he has a very elegant temperament and can be said to be becoming more charming as he grows older. He is usually very gentle and modest to others, and his reputation is very good among celebrities.
"Thank you very much for attending this dinner. The banquet is about to begin, so please take a seat." Xu Zhiyan settled the guests with a gentle smile on his face. Turning around, he saw Xu Qiao standing not far away in a white suit.
Xu Zhiyan's face froze. In such an environment where everything was black and gold, Xu Qiao's distinctive white clothes almost caught the attention of most people at the banquet. Coupled with his good looks and calm expression, he looked like the protagonist of the whole banquet even though he was just standing there quietly.
It's exactly the same as the dead man.
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