Chapter 222 lays the groundwork for the novice's growth.
Tu Yao crouched in a corner of the stairs, watching.
Beside Cheng's father was a gentle and beautiful woman wearing a plain-colored cheongsam, whose face was obscured.
She held up her wine glass and followed Mr. Cheng, toasting each table.
Tu Yao was somewhat emotional; this was his eighth wedding, and they had actually managed to put together a decent number of tables of guests.
In some ways, it's quite impressive.
"Those families only accepted the invitations because of my uncle, but most of the attendees were peers or juniors who didn't have much real power."
Tu Yao turned around and saw that Cheng Sangsang had appeared at some point.
She yawned as she spoke, and the dark circles under her eyes were even more pronounced than yesterday.
He glanced downstairs and pointed casually: "Tu Xiaomao, see that? That's Liu's grandson. He idles around all day and does nothing."
Tu Yao looked over and saw a young man in a suit, drinking heavily with several other people his age.
They were clearly a group of young masters from Hong Kong, surrounded by a group of flattering guests.
"The one next to him is the youngest son of the Wu family. His grandmother dotes on him. Although he doesn't have any real power, he has a bunch of nominal shares."
"And then there's the Qi family, who married a domineering wife, but he's never stopped having affairs with other women."
Cheng Sangsang introduced them one by one.
"These guys are always drunk. I bet their families just dragged them out of some club last night."
In short, respectable families would not send their respected leaders to such a wedding banquet.
We can just send someone over to join in the fun, so as not to embarrass the Cheng family or upset our own family.
Tu Yao nodded, understanding.
"For example, the Xu family sent out Xiaobai."
Cheng Sangsang's face immediately stiffened, and she turned her head away.
"……What?"
Tu Yao seemed oblivious, continuing to look downstairs, and said in a serious tone, "First, Xiao Bai doesn't have a proper job; second, he has a bunch of nominal shares; and third, he has no real power."
"They all match up!"
She turned around and looked at me expectantly: "Isn't that right!"
Cheng Sangsang: ...
“He…” Cheng Sangsang stammered, “…he’s different from these people, isn’t he!”
Tu Yao looked at her, puzzled: "What's different?"
Before she could answer, Tu Yao seemed to have thought of something: "Oh, I see, because Xiao Bai isn't married yet, and he doesn't have any women around him right now, so it's different."
"Is that right?"
Meeting Tu Yao's seeking eyes, Cheng Sangsang blurted out, "Of course not!"
Tu Yao humbly asked, "Why?"
Because...because...
Cheng Sangsang suddenly felt a strange, uneasy feeling, as if she had a fishbone stuck in her throat.
After struggling for a while, he finally managed to squeeze out, "Because of him... he wouldn't have come here!"
The Xu family never attends such occasions, so Xu Bai certainly wouldn't come either.
Most importantly... they practically had a fight yesterday.
A hint of annoyance flashed in Cheng Sangsang's eyes: "Anyway, he's different from them, he won't come!"
Tu Yao immediately pointed downstairs, "But Xiao Bai is here!"
Downstairs, Mr. Cheng had already raised his glass and was greeting them with his newlywed wife.
"Young Master Xu, you really came!"
Xu Bai changed into an even more formal suit than yesterday, and as soon as he appeared, everyone's eyes were drawn to him.
The guests who had just been surrounding the group of young masters immediately turned their attention to them and gathered around in twos and threes.
Enraged, the group turned pale, gave a signal with their eyes, and then got up and left.
Mr. Cheng was amused by what he saw and couldn't help but feel proud.
He's so lucky, he's really lucky.
Although he was a good-for-nothing, he had a good older brother and a good daughter, which allowed him to establish connections with the Xu family.
Although Xu Bai didn't have much real power, he could do whatever he wanted wherever he went because of his surname, Xu.
He had just gotten divorced, and he could meet his eighth marriage partner just by having a drink.
Mr. Cheng had no time to reminisce about his romantic escapades; he turned to look at the gentle and considerate woman beside him.
Seeing his gesture, the woman quickly raised her wine glass to Xu Bai.
Xu Bai refused outright, "I won't drink."
After speaking, he glanced around the hall and, unsurprisingly, didn't see any familiar faces, which immediately made him feel a little discouraged.
The woman opposite him became even more enthusiastic, "Don't worry, Young Master Xu, this wine has very little alcohol content, so even those who aren't used to it can drink it."
Xu Bai was displeased and frowned: "What's going on? I said I wouldn't drink it."
Is it a matter of whether the alcohol has an alcohol content or not? The problem is that if he drinks it, he can forget about ever making up with Curly Hair again!
Although his older sister said that Curly didn't dislike him, after that drink, even if she didn't dislike him, she would dislike him now!
He may not be the smartest, but he can still tell the difference between what's important and what's not!
Xu Bai immediately took a step back, alert.
A flicker of panic crossed the woman's eyes, and she gave an awkward laugh.
Upon seeing this, Cheng's father quickly took the wine glass from the woman's hand.
"Alright, alright, I won't drink. What would you like to drink, Young Master Xu? All the drinks today were prepared by Xiaoyu herself, and there's freshly squeezed juice over there too."
Xiaoyu is his newlywed wife.
Xu Bai said irritably, "I won't drink anything!"
On the second floor, seeing this, Tu Yao added, "I understand. There's another difference between Xiao Bai and them: he doesn't drink alcohol."
She tilted her head: "Isn't that right, Sangsang?"
Cheng Sangsang opened her mouth, as if to say something, when downstairs, Xu Bai seemed to sense something and suddenly looked up.
Their eyes met unexpectedly, one above the other.
In an instant, the irritation on Xu Bai's face vanished without a trace. He quickly dodged the people who kept surrounding him and made a move to come forward.
Cheng Sangsang suddenly felt inexplicably guilty. "I...I need to think about it before I answer you."
After saying that, he turned around and ran away in a hurry.
Tu Yao blinked, turned her head, and saw that Xu Bai was no longer downstairs.
Tu Yao couldn't help but laugh, resting her chin on her hand as she continued to watch the wedding banquet.
After Xu Bai left, Cheng's father continued to lead his eighth wife around, toasting each of them.
In the blink of an eye, Tu Yao got a clear look at the woman's face.
She was a gentle young woman, smiling and chatting as she poured drinks for everyone.
In no time, the guests were all drunk.
As she looked at it, Tu Yao suddenly frowned.
...
On the other side, Cheng Sangsang walked to the outside of the villa with her head down.
Along the way, there were red ribbons everywhere, but for some reason, Cheng Sangsang's mood was not as irritable as it was yesterday.
Tu Xiaomao asked the question casually, but she hesitated for a long time before deciding how to answer it.
Just as I was about to go back, I suddenly heard several drunken voices.
"...How is Xu Bai any different from us?"
She paused, tilted her head, and leaned closer.
In the outdoor lounge on the first floor, a group of young men sat crookedly.
It was the group of young masters she had just introduced to Tu Yao.
The man near the door raised his wine glass and downed it in one gulp, scoffing, "He's just someone who inherited the Xu family name and was born into a good family."
“A bunch of snobs and opportunists immediately surrounded him.”
Cheng Sangsang's face instantly darkened.
Immediately, the others chimed in, "That's right, it's my fault for not having a powerful uncle, otherwise I'd be the one walking around like a madman now."
"What can you do? They're just lucky. Even mud can be propped up on a wall."
"Otherwise, with his good-for-nothing appearance, if he had been born into a poor family, he might just be a good-for-nothing fishmonger at the port..."
Seeing that these people were saying increasingly offensive things, Cheng Sangsang finally couldn't hold back and yanked open the glass door!
"What nonsense are you talking about!"
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