The crowd reacted belatedly and were shocked to the point of being speechless.
In the past, the Xiao family, the ruler of power, was elusive, yet he became the richest man in mainland China at a young age. Many paparazzi from the Hong Kong media acted in a sarcastic manner under the instructions of the tycoon, saying that he dared not show up because he was too ugly or was disfigured when he seized power.
Seven years ago, he became the world's richest man. He was still so young that it was infuriating, but there was still no sign of him stepping into the spotlight. At this time, rumors were flying all over the place. Anyway, everyone had reached a consensus.
The boss must be extremely ugly.
But now…
You're telling everyone that this handsome guy, who's even more handsome than an international supermodel, is the richest man?!
Not to mention others, even Zheng Meiyi was dumbfounded at this moment.
"Yueqing, didn't you say your boyfriend would come with you? Why did you find a handsome boy?" She moved closer to her good friend, smiled and joked, but there was a hint of dissatisfaction in her eyes.
From the very beginning, she felt that it was unlikely that the person from the Xiao family would attend, but since Qu Yueqing promised so confidently, she believed it. She didn't expect that it would cause her such a misunderstanding in the end.
She felt that Qu Yueqing was just trying to show off and looked down on him.
She even couldn't believe the identity of the handsome guy in front of her.
"Meiyi, what are you talking about?" Qu Yueqing was stunned for a moment, then secretly pulled her hand and pulled her to her side. Then, somewhat awkwardly, she introduced, "This is my boyfriend, Xiao Yunting. Yunting, this is Zheng Meiyi, the daughter of Fujinxuan Jewelry Auction House, and also my good friend."
"Xiao... Yunting?" Zheng Meiyi was stunned when she heard the man's last name. She stared at the man's face for a long moment before reacting. "Ahem, sorry, I misunderstood. I didn't expect the world's richest man to be so handsome."
As she spoke, the dignified Miss Zheng blushed slightly, and at this moment she was truly envious and jealous of Qu Yueqing.
The onlookers gasped when they heard this, thinking that the world's richest man was so perfect and impeccable that it was simply inhumane.
In front of a glass display case, Ye Lan looked at all this sideways, his eyes as cold as the moon, without any ripples.
Wu Heng curled his lips, feeling unlucky that he kept running into Xiao Yunting everywhere. He didn't know if the other party did it on purpose, but when he saw that the other party didn't come over, he led a group of people to the other side.
"Senior Sister, why don't we go eat something? I don't know how long we'll be busy today." He pointed to the independent dining table in the corner and said to Ye Lan.
"Yeah." Ye Lan had no objection.
The two separated from Liu Zhixiong and others and went to the rectangular dining table next to the champagne tower to get some famous Hong Kong desserts.
Ye Lan took a few bites and found it delicious, so he couldn't help but focus more on eating. Occasionally, one or two wealthy businessmen wanted to come forward and chat with him, but he stopped Wu Heng.
"Tsk, it's all the reporters' fault for writing nonsense. Why don't we let Liu Zhixiong issue a clarification statement later?" He wanted to dig out the eyes of those men with malicious looks.
Ye Lan remained calm, choosing another piece of cake. He said calmly, "Even if we clarify, not everyone will believe us. I'll be gone in two days, and the rumors will naturally dispel themselves."
She doesn't care about these material things. They are just a few rumors, and she won't take them to heart.
Wu Heng was helpless after hearing this and could only turn around to help her choose desserts.
Although Ye Lan's cultivation has now reached the stage of fasting and she doesn't feel hungry even if she doesn't eat, she is still used to having three meals a day and she particularly likes sweets.
As I was lowering my head to choose food, an arm suddenly stretched out from the side. The man was wearing an expensive silver-gray suit and holding a bowl of osmanthus soup in his hand.
Ye Lan looked up and saw Xiao Yunting.
"You should like this." Xiao Yunting handed the thing in his hand forward, with no extra expression on his cold face, as if he just happened to pass by and did it casually.
Ye Lan glanced at the osmanthus soup, and there seemed to be a ripple in his cold eyes. A hint of softness appeared in his calm tone, "How do you know I like this?"
"I guessed." Xiao Yunting answered concisely and clearly.
"..." The flickering light in his eyes quickly went out. Ye Lan took the osmanthus soup and politely said, "Thank you."
The osmanthus soup was served in the cool colorful glass bowl, and it was crystal clear, just like the tonic desserts that were delivered from the villa next door every day when I was in Jiangcheng.
Just when Xiao Yunting was holding the things, she mistakenly thought that he had remembered something.
In the end, it was just my own delusion.
Soon, Ye Lan pulled himself out of his emotions and handed something in his pocket to the other person, "This is back to you."
Xiao Yunting lowered his eyes and saw that it was a white glove.
At that time, 100,000 evil spirits rushed over from the devil's waters, and Ye Lan sacrificed himself and jumped into the sea to suppress them. He grabbed the other party's hand, but in the end Ye Lan pried him apart and fell into the sea together with the glove.
When he saw the glove, Xiao Yunting still felt a dull pain in his heart, but he took the thing without showing any expression.
As their fingertips touched, Ye Lan noticed that the other party was not wearing gloves today. He even touched the glass lamp at the exhibition with his hand. He couldn't help but be curious: "Isn't it uncomfortable?"
She knew how serious the other person's mysophobia was.
This is a psychological trauma formed in the subconscious by past experiences. Ye Lan knows very well how deep the wound is and knows that it is not so easy to overcome.
Xiao Yunting understood what she meant. He took the gloves but put them in his pocket. He replied in a low voice, "Not bad."
After saying that, he took out a bottle of disinfectant and sprayed it on his palms.
Ye Lan raised his eyebrows slightly, thinking that this person was asking for trouble.
Not far away, Qu Yueqing watched this scene with a cold face, sitting beside the piano without saying a word.
Zheng Meiyi had found her some sheet music and happened to see this happen. She couldn't help but frown and mutter, "Why is she here again? With such a pretty face, she's attracting so many women everywhere. She even has her eyes on your boyfriend and openly gives him gifts. How low."
As she spoke, she turned to see Qu Yueqing's unhappy expression, then she put her arm around her shoulder and said with a mysterious smile, "But don't worry, someone will come and take care of her soon."
Not long after, several women rushed in through the door. Each of them was wearing a dazzling evening gown, with valuable jewelry on their necks and hands, and their looks and figures were top-notch.
The guests present were obviously familiar with them, but they were shocked to see them appear together.
"Aren't these Boss Liu's six golden flowers? They usually don't meet each other, but why are they here together today? How fresh!"
"It's not surprising. The new Seventh Concubine has emerged as a golden flower and has surpassed her. It seems they are forming an alliance."
"Oh, now we're going to have a good show."
…
Gossip is human nature, not to mention the scandals of the shipping tycoon who has always been surrounded by romantic affairs, which is the topic of conversation every day after dinner. Now that they have seen the Shura field with their own eyes, everyone's attention has turned from the cultural relics to the gate.
The six golden flowers went towards the independent dining table without saying a word.
Ye Lan clearly felt several unfriendly gazes behind him, accompanied by the sound of approaching footsteps. When he turned around, he was surrounded.
"Who are you and what do you want to do?" Wu Heng had been holding a lot of anger since just now, and now he came over to push people.
He is not a gentleman at all.
But the next second, Ye Lan put his arm around his shoulders.
"Do you smell the breath?"
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