While eating, Ke Meiyu was moved by the delicious food, but also regretted that she couldn't open her space, otherwise she would definitely sweep all these things in!
When will she start thinking about food instead of its background and preparation process, and instead associate it with money and peace values in such a vulgar way?
For a moment, she felt like a pitiful little thing. To overcome this injustice, she channeled her grief and anger into strength and ate with even more gusto.
Everyone looked at Ke Meiyu, wondering about her identity.
"Wow, this girl is so beautiful! Is she someone's dance partner? I've never seen her before!"
"I wonder who has such good fortune, and where they found this beauty?"
"Tsk tsk, what a poor, well-behaved little thing. Who's so ungrateful to have her, just leaving her in the food section while they go off to socialize?"
During this time, many men approached her to chat, but Ke Meiyu impatiently waved them away.
Beautiful women are allowed to have tempers, and the men weren't really angry. Instead, they secretly thought about how to win the beauty's heart and eventually win her heart.
"Look at how her eyes light up when she sees food. She probably doesn't know much about the world. She should use this opportunity to make connections. She could have as much food as she wants. She's just a young girl, only thinking about immediate gains," the women said sourly.
There were so many guests that Ke Meiyu ate her fill of food and satisfied her cravings before looking around again. She saw a huge "Happy Birthday" sign painted on the top deck of the cruise ship, which was a giant hot air balloon-shaped observation deck.
Having no patience to search for anyone, Ke Meiyu grabbed a waiter and asked, "Where is Ying Yan? And whose birthday is it today?"
The waiter and those around him were stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing.
This little beauty is so confused! How could she know Ying Yan's name but not whose birthday party this is?
"May I ask who you are?" The waiter bowed slightly and lowered his eyelids politely, but his gaze couldn't help but linger on her out of the corner of his eye. "This is Young Master Ying Yan's birthday banquet..."
Before he could finish speaking, a young man with curly hair and a flashy gold-sprinkled blue outfit stepped forward. He first blew on his hair, thinking he looked handsome, and then bowed to Ke Meiyu in a gentlemanly manner. "I wonder if the young master of the Tang Group would have the honor of inviting Miss to dance the opening dance?"
Ke Meiyu tilted her head slightly. Oh, isn't this Tang Xuan, the chubby boy?
She lowered her eyes slightly and shook her head decisively: "Tang Group? What kind of third-rate company is that? Never heard of it. No wonder the young master of the family has no manners at all."
Tang Xuan looked embarrassed, but he was reluctant to part with the beautiful young woman. He suppressed his anger and embarrassment and said, "Miss may not be from this industry and may not know about our Tang Group, which has made it into the top 100 in the world."
“Oh,” Ke Meiyu suddenly realized, and shook her head again as Tang Xuan straightened his back and continued with Versailles: “I still don’t know, but what I do know is that today is Ying Yan’s birthday, and the opening dance should be performed by him as the host, not by this fat young master Tang who just popped up out of nowhere.”
When she said the word "fat," Ke Meiyu deliberately paused and looked him up and down. As Tang Xuan glared at her angrily, she continued, "He's just a third-rate young master from a noble family. All he knows is how to eat, and he doesn't know how to use his brain."
Everyone...
Who was clinging to the food area just now, trying to eat everything?
Tang Xuan hated being called fat, but he disliked exercise and was always confined to his room by his mother to study. He also loved all kinds of fried and puffed foods. The family servants couldn't control him, and before his parents knew it, their son had grown into this chubby little creature…
While others at this age are growing taller, he grew horizontally in a very unrestrained way.
“You…” Tang Xuan pointed at her.
Ke Meiyu slapped him hard without hesitation, "What do you mean 'you'? How can you be so rude as to point at people while talking to them?"
"To be precise," Ke Meiyu said calmly, "I am Ying Yan's little wife, so naturally I'll dance the opening dance with him!"
"You, it's you," Tang Xuan finally remembered that the arrogant and pretty little girl from back then had grown into such a stunningly beautiful woman.
He was both angry and resentful, his eyes filled with malice. He had already imagined many scenarios of snatching her away from Ying Yan and then bullying her in various ways.
Everyone was surprised. They hadn't heard that President Xiang had arranged a marriage for his youngest son. Even though the youngest son took his father's surname, as Ying Yan became more and more outstanding, his status was no longer that of the pitiful little bastard who had just been brought home.
Therefore, even if his marriage cannot compare with that of Tang Xuan, a legitimate son of the Tang Group, it absolutely cannot be with an unknown family.
Just as everyone was filled with suspicion about Ke Meiyu, a tall, handsome young man emerged from the shadows. With a cool expression, he stepped forward and grabbed Ke Meiyu's hand, their fingers naturally intertwined. Ignoring the others, he used his other hand to wipe the cake crumbs from the corner of Ke Meiyu's lips, and chuckled indulgently, "My beautiful little princess, may I have the honor of asking you to dance?"
Ke Meiyu raised her chin arrogantly, glanced sideways at Tang Xuan who was even more furious, and nodded: "Granted!"
The crowd made way, and as the music started, Ying Yan led Ke Meiyu in dancing.
They were like fluttering butterflies, their steps light and rhythmic, their movements so graceful and ethereal that it seemed as if the music was created specifically for them, not the other way around.
After the dance ended and the young couple quickly left, they came to their senses, their enthusiasm returned, and they joined their partner in dancing.
"Are you stupid?" Ke Meiyu said, somewhat exasperated, pulling him along. Following the waiter's directions, they took the elevator to the observation deck, then she rummaged through a first-aid kit and bandaged him up. "Since you're injured, you should finish bandaging him first! You dare to dance with me while bleeding so much!"
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