Chapter 230 This invitation was personally given by Mu Heqing [3rd update]
Mu Chenzhou didn't think there was anything wrong with what he did.
Originally, the prerequisite for attending this ball was being born into a wealthy family.
Before the ball, Madam Mu specially obtained a list of the major and minor wealthy families on the guest list and gave it to him from her family.
There is a winner.
However, only three members of the Ying family—Zhong Manhua, Ying Yuexuan, and Ying Tianlu—were invited.
Ying Zhenting was not in Shanghai and could not return, so he was not included in the list when it was being drafted.
The choice of the Ying family member was naturally submitted by Zhong Manhua.
At the time, Mu Chenzhou was wondering how Zhong Manhua could have overlooked Ying Zijin, who was so favored in the Zhong family.
Only then did he learn from Zhong Manhua that the Ying family had already expelled Ying Zijin.
She was originally only an adopted daughter, and after leaving the Ying family, she was truly cut off from Shanghai's high society.
Needless to say, there are already banners hanging at the entrance of the Queen Hotel, so it's impossible for Ying Zijing not to see that the entire place has been booked out tonight.
Of course, if this is a ball hosted by a wealthy family in Shanghai, it's none of his business who comes in.
But since this concerns the capital city, things absolutely cannot be allowed to fall into chaos.
The waiter looked in the direction Mu Chenzhou pointed, then paused for a moment, somewhat uncertain: "Is it that young lady?"
“It’s her.” Mu Chenzhou nodded. “If she doesn’t come in, you don’t need to worry about it.”
The waiter had barely finished speaking when he saw the girl walk up to the front of the hall.
The glass door is automatic; it opens automatically when it senses someone.
Remembering Mu Chenzhou's instructions, the waiter hurriedly stepped forward and blocked the doorway: "Miss, this is a special event for important people. You cannot go in."
Ying Zijing paused, glancing first at the waiter.
Then, his gaze fell on Mu Chenzhou, who was about five or six meters away.
He looked away after only a moment, less than a second.
Mu Chenzhou, however, keenly noticed the girl's very light and indifferent glance at him.
It's as if they know everything.
Mu Chenzhou frowned and simply walked out.
He was very polite and courteous, but his tone was distant: "I asked him to do it. If you have any complaints, you can come at me. There's no need to make things difficult for a worker."
He knew very well that Ying Zijing would resort to violence at the slightest provocation.
"You're joking." Ying Zijing looked up and addressed Mu Chenzhou for the first time. Her voice was still as cold and slow as ever. "Losing your temper is bad for your health. There's no need for it."
Mu Chenzhou could not possibly fail to understand the implication of those words.
He doesn't deserve her anger.
Having lived in the capital for so long, Mu Chenzhou had naturally come into contact with many wealthy young ladies and socialites.
But there really hasn't been anyone who speaks like Ying Zijin.
"You know there's going to be a dance party here, right?" Mu Chenzhou pointed to the sign next to him. "I'm asking you to leave now out of kindness, since there aren't many people here right now."
"When the ball starts and they check the invitations, if you don't have one, you'll be kicked out."
Mu Chenzhou spoke in a voice that was neither too loud nor too soft, so that the young masters who had spoken to him earlier could also hear him.
They looked over curiously, and when their gazes fell on the girl, they couldn't help but be amazed.
One of them walked over and asked, "Young Master Mu, what's this?"
"It's not anyone," Mu Chenzhou said calmly. "They're trying to take advantage of the fact that no one's watching and sneak in."
Upon hearing this, the young master shook his head: "Little sister, today's ball is more than just a ball; it's quite important. If it were another ball, I could show you the world."
With several people standing at the doorway, it was hard not to notice them.
"Mom, is that my sister?" Ying Yuexuan, who was climbing the steps outside the door, suddenly tugged at Zhong Manhua's sleeve. "It looks like she's being stopped?"
Zhong Manhua's smile froze instantly: "What?"
When she looked over, she indeed saw the person she least wanted to see.
It wasn't that no one asked her about Ying Zijin; most of the inquiries came from curious noblewomen.
She valued her reputation, so naturally she couldn't let the other families know that it was Ying Zijin who had turned her back on them and left the Ying family.
No matter what methods she used, Ying Zijing wouldn't come back.
So she simply told others that the winner had driven Ying Zijin out.
"If they can't stop us, they can't stop us." Zhong Manhua said coldly, "Why do you care so much?"
However, before she could finish her sentence, Ying Yuexuan had already quickened her pace and gone inside.
“Young Master Mu, my sister came with us, but we went shopping and she arrived before us.” Ying Yuexuan’s gaze towards Mu Chenzhou was unfriendly. “We didn’t say we couldn’t bring any more people, did we? What do you mean by this?”
Mu Chenzhou was taken aback: "It really is with you..."
“No.” Zhong Manhua rushed in, interrupting him. “I didn’t bring her.”
Ying Yuexuan's expression changed: "Mom!"
“Chen Zhou, you don’t need to worry about us.” Zhong Manhua raised her hand to stop Ying Yuexuan. “If I were to bring her, I would have added her to the list when I gave it to you.”
"I see." Mu Chenzhou pondered for a moment, then his gaze returned to the girl, his meaning clear.
"Then I'll give my invitation to my sister." Ying Yuexuan pursed her lips, took out her invitation, and said, "Anyway, I'm not very good at dancing, so I won't—"
"Little girl, you're really charming." A lazy voice came from behind, not loud, but easily drowning out Ying Yuexuan's words, with a smile, "I've only been gone a few minutes, and you've already attracted quite a few men and women."
"Yo, Seventh Young Master." The young master's expression brightened. "Long time no see! What brings you here this time?"
Fu Yunshen simply nodded at him without saying anything.
He walked up to the girl and raised his right hand: "Your bag."
Ying Zijing took her backpack from Fu Yunshen and put it on.
Then he reached inside and took out a white card, his voice indifferent: "No need, I have an invitation."
All eyes were on her hands.
That was indeed the invitation to the ball, but it looked even more exquisite.
Mu Chenzhou's pupils contracted even further.
He was close enough to clearly see the character "穆" (Mu) written in a bold, elegant style at the very bottom of the invitation.
Above this character was a small red stamp.
This is something that other invitations don't have.
Mu Chenzhou may not have met Mu Heqing in person, but he certainly had seen Mu Heqing's signature and personal seal.
The invitation in Ying Zijing's hand was actually given to her personally by Mu Heqing?!
Mu Chenzhou's mind went blank for a moment, unable to react.
Ying Yuexuan was also stunned for a moment before she took the invitation back from her hand: "So my sister has one."
Ying Zijing didn't reply to her, nor did she see Mu Chenzhou. After putting the invitation away, she walked straight past.
Fu Yunshen glanced at her indifferently and followed behind her.
"Wait a minute!" Mu Chenzhou couldn't help but exclaim, "You know my grandfather? Why would he give you an invitation?"
Upon hearing this, everyone around, including Zhong Manhua and Ying Yuexuan, was astonished.
Who in China doesn't know the name Mu Heqing?
Ying Zijing knows Mu Heqing?!
If she knew Mu Heqing, would she still be staying in Shanghai?
Anyone who can get in touch with the Mu family will definitely go to the capital to develop their career.
Ying Zijing didn't stop. She walked to the front desk and handed over her phone: "Booked yesterday, presidential suite 908, surnamed Ying."
The receptionist had been keeping an eye on the doorway. When she saw the girl approaching, she stood up abruptly and said, "Hello, I'll be happy to assist you."
She quickly checked the order information, swiftly took out the room key, and handed it over.
Seeing that the girl ignored him, Mu Chenzhou pursed his lips slightly.
"Mom," Ying Yuexuan said, also somewhat confused, "how did my sister get an invitation?"
The Zhong family declined the invitation to the ball, and no one from them showed up.
“Old Master Fu and the highly respected head of the Mu family are close friends despite their age difference.” Zhong Manhua thought for a moment, “I heard that Old Master Fu was saved by him before, so bringing two invitations is nothing to him.”
Hearing this, Mu Chenzhou sighed softly, and at the same time, he felt relieved.
Fu Yunshen, the seventh young master of the Fu family.
Ying Zijin, this is all the confidence you have.
The other young men, seeing that it was all a farce, chatted and laughed for a few moments before dispersing.
But the way they looked at Mu Chenzhou was very strange.
Even the invitation in Mu Chenzhou's hand wasn't written by Mu Heqing.
Ying Yuexuan accompanied Zhong Manhua inside.
After a while, the automatic door opened.
Someone walked in.
It is Ying Tianlu.
He was still slightly out of breath, clearly having arrived in a hurry.
"Brother—" Upon seeing the person who arrived, Ying Yuexuan was very happy and waved, "We're here."
As if he had heard her voice, Ying Tianlu, who was looking around, paused and walked towards her.
Ying Yuexuan hadn't seen Ying Tianlu for almost half a month, so she couldn't help but be very excited when she saw him again.
A smile appeared on Zhong Manhua's face: "Xiao Xuan, I've already told you, your older brother is just busy. He'll come over when he's done."
Ying Yuexuan also had excellent eyesight and immediately spotted the bag Ying Tianlu was carrying. She was even more surprised and delighted: "Brother, how did you know I like this dessert shop?"
"I'm sorry." Ying Tianlu paused for a moment, but did not stop walking. He walked past Ying Yuexuan and came to Ying Zijin.
He handed her the bag in his hand, looking guilty: "Zijin, I heard from your grandfather that you like desserts, so I drove to the neighboring city to buy them. I bought one of each kind. See if they suit your taste."
I forgot the time and was a little late.
See you tomorrow~
(End of this chapter)
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