As two wealthy kids who hang out in the upper class, who wouldn't know what's going on between Ling Hai and Ling Zhou?
Who doesn't know that Ling Zhou is being played around by Ling Hai?
What puzzled them was why the royal family did nothing and were willing to watch the legitimate prince being played around by Ling Hai, the adopted son?
No one would believe that the royal family didn't know.
In Lanling, nothing can be hidden from the Lanling royal family.
They also didn't believe that the royal family would be reluctant to abandon an adopted son.
Even though this adopted son seems quite capable.
However, this is an internal matter of the Lanling royal family after all. It would be better if everyone keeps it to themselves. It would be bad if it was revealed.
Ling Hai looked at the expressions of several "friends" around him. His face was full of smiles, but a hint of gloom flashed in his eyes. No matter when or where he appeared, there was the shadow of Ling Zhou. He was just a substitute, which made him very unhappy.
He swore that sooner or later, he would stand here in his own name, not as a substitute of Ling Zhou.
"Prince Zhou is coming down."
At this moment, a loud shout rang out in the hall.
Everyone in the audience turned their heads to look.
Ling Hai's heart was shocked and his eyelids twitched. Why was he here?
Turning around, I saw that the person who was being surrounded by a group of people and walking into the dance hall was none other than Ling Zhou.
Thinking of this, he walked towards Ling Zhou and others with a slightly ugly expression.
"Your Highness Zhou, long time no see."
"Your Highness Zhou, we're going to have a drink later."
"Your Highness Zhou..."
Everyone in the ballroom came forward to greet each other. Ling Hai's face twitched as he watched from the side. When he came, he was not so welcome. Only a few "friends" who were easy to talk to greet him, which made him feel dissatisfied again.
I'm here myself, why are you, Lingzhou, here again?
Lobby entrance.
Yang Lianxin took Ling Zhou's arm and walked into the hall.
Looking at Ling Zhou who was greeting everyone with a lazy and warm smile, Yang Lianxin was slightly fascinated.
Is this really the prince who is rumored to be frivolous, arrogant and domineering?
She turned her eyes to the people who came forward to greet her. Most of them were the children of the wealthy and aristocratic families of Lanling. As the prince of Lanling, Lingzhou was naturally the most popular in the eyes of these people.
Even though Ling Hai has outstanding abilities, 100 Ling Hais are not as good as one Ling Zhou.
…
"Your Highness, His Highness Zhou seems to be a little different from before."
In a corner, a woman wearing a black evening gown, with flowing blue eyes, stunning appearance, skin as white as snow, and elegant temperament, was sitting casually on a chair, holding a high-heeled glass elegantly in her hand, looking at Ling Zhou and others at the door of the hall.
Hearing the old man's words, she smiled slightly and said, "Although he is still the same, he looks much more mature."
As she said this, she smiled playfully, "I wonder what his expression will be when he sees me later."
The old man was speechless, he lowered his head and said nothing.
The woman smiled, with anticipation on her beautiful face.
…
"Haha, brother Zhou."
On the other side of the hall, Ling Hai laughed and walked forward, "Brother Zhou, didn't you say..."
"Ah, Xiao Haizi!"
Before Ling Hai could finish, Ling Zhou shouted loudly, causing the people around him to look at him sideways with strange expressions.
Little Haizi?
Is this the name for Ling Hai?
Ling Hai's face jumped up, and he was furious. Ling Zhou was too disrespectful. In public, in front of so many nobles, he called him like this. It was simply...
This was not the end yet. Ling Zhou continued with a smile: "Xiao Haizi! I heard that a few days ago in the hospital, you were..."
Ling Hai's face changed drastically. What happened in the hospital was the biggest... no, it was the second biggest shame in his life. The first biggest shame was his wandering life back then. To him, that was the biggest stain in his life.
This also made him hate his biological parents, whom he had never met, to the extreme.
Now is not the time to hate. Does Ling Zhou have to tell everyone what happened in the hospital in public?
In the hospital, he was raped anally by two male doctors. Apart from a few people in the hospital, only the royal family knew about it.
What relieved him was that Ling Zhou stopped halfway through his speech.
The faces of the people around them became even more strange. They had already discovered something unusual in the conversation between Ling Zhou and Ling Hai.
Ling Zhou smiled slightly and skipped the topic. This was just a warning to Ling Zhou, warning him that he, Ling Zhou, was the protagonist of this dance, and Ling Hai, get out of the way. If you dare not respect your superiors again, you will not be able to stay in Lanling.
Ling Hai had an ugly look on his face, he lowered his head, suppressed his anger, walked behind Ling Zhou, and stood side by side with Chen Yiru, with Ling Zhou taking the lead.
This scene slightly surprised everyone present.
Ling Hai clenched his fists, his face calm, but with resentment in his eyes, staring at Ling Zhou in front of him. He secretly decided that if he found the opportunity, he would embarrass this loser.
…
"Your Highness, it seems that His Highness Zhou has the leverage over Ling Hai."
The old butler said respectfully to the woman.
"Yes, this is what a prince should be like. Otherwise, if he is always toyed around by a mere adopted son, he would be no different from a coward. How can he be qualified to inherit a kingdom?" The woman seemed to be relieved and seemed very satisfied with Ling Zhou's reaction.
The old man in formal attire beside him was speechless, lowered his head and did not respond.
After a while, he asked, "Your Highness, do you want to meet His Highness Zhou?"
The woman frowned, "We'll talk later."
…
On the other side, Ling Zhou dismissed the people who came up to chat with him, and sat in a corner with Chen Yiru and others. He held a drink in his hand, his eyes moved around the room, and he looked very bored.
Everyone present was very curious as to why His Royal Highness the Prince was so quiet this time.
At this time, a pleasant piano music floated in the hall. Everyone present stopped chatting and listened attentively to this beautiful music.
Ling Zhou raised his chin and looked towards a corner.
There was a man in his 20s, wearing a well-fitting tuxedo, with a handsome face, blond hair, blue eyes, and a noble temperament, a typical British man. Judging from his temperament, he was obviously from a high family.
"Your Highness, his name is Bell Alder, and he comes from the Alder family, a British earl family. He has learned swordsmanship since he was a child and is known as the Little Swordsman. In addition to swordsmanship, he is also proficient in music theory and has a tenth-level piano, so he is also known as the Little Music God."
Chen Yiru said with admiration on his face.
On the side, Ling Hai looked at Ling Zhou with even more disdain.
In terms of status, Bell Alder is not as noble as Ling Zhou. A royal prince and a noble son are simply incomparable. But in terms of talent and genius, a hundred Ling Zhous are not as good as half of Bell Alder.
Ling Zhou, who was standing nearby, was also speechless.
This is truly a little genius!
"Haha! Although this Bell Alder is good, he is nothing compared to Brother Zhou."
Ling Hai suddenly said.
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