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e in this city with his parents from a young age. He didn't lack paternal or maternal love, and being away from his hometown, he wasn't exposed to many of the murky affairs there.As the eldest son and...Those born with wealth from unexpected sources as their specialty tend to have good relationships with the opposite sex, are romantic and affectionate, dislike casual sex but value sentimentality.

I held the bowl of soup with an air of profundity, and everyone at the table looked up at me.

"Xiao Qiao, what are you doing Suddenly acting like a fortune teller." My brother asked.

"You don't even understand when I say you should play fewer games" I put down my bowl and looked at him.

Mr. Chen, who always eats at my place for free, suddenly said, "Miss, are you talking about male fortunes and peach blossoms I often fool people like that..."

"I didn't fool you!"

This guy, does he still want to come have dinner with us!

"Old Chen," the fearless old man dared to ask, "are you talking about me A smooth talker with a knack for women, romantic and passionate, but prefers quality over quantity..."

"Get out." My brother and I said it at the same time.

This conman's face is simply too thick! Ever since he had his daughter, his lover from a past life, the man who has passed his prime exudes youth. He thinks he's a handsome young man, spending his days cooking, cleaning, and endlessly scrolling through his phone like a lovestruck fool.

Dad also asked, “Who is good with women Is it the Wolf Star I see that the neighbors’ sister-in-law and daughters-in-law all like him.”

I glared at my father speechless.

Of course, I'm talking about my brother!!

My brother was shoveling rice into his mouth while asking, "Stop beating around the bush. Just say what you want. You must have something to ask of me, otherwise you wouldn't be so cryptic."

This guy, is he really this smart

"...I just wanted to ask you to have dinner with me. I have two invitations here." I said.

He let out a few snorts of derisive laughter and asked, “What kind of鴻門宴 (Hongmen Banquet) is this You look so nervous, you must be up to something!”

"No, absolutely not! This invitation was sent to over a hundred people! They're all well-known figures from our community, even Old Madam Shen is going! What kind of trick could there be" I insisted earnestly.

My brother, hearing me say this, asked curiously: "What's the matter Did that old woman go too"

I told him about how I arranged a dinner for Master Situ's father hosted by Mama Lin.

"Si Tu Lin was injured so badly, his father followed right behind and came to our territory. Hmph, he's probably here for revenge," my brother sneered.

"You fight fire with fire, right We found Mingzhang anyway, his father should be the one feeling guilty when he sees us! We're bound to clash eventually, so why not see what kind of hypocrite he is in front of everyone" I scoffed.

My brother made two tutting sounds: "Amazing, Xiao Qiao. You're getting bolder and bolder. Having a husband backing you up really does make you seem more domineering, huh"

"Come on, are you going or not! If you don't go, I'll just have Dad go with me." I said, trying to persuade him.

"Why aren't you at home resting for the birth"

Concerning your true love, can I rest assured!

Besides, these two little ancestors are very human. They barely move these days except for the occasional turn. For a while I feel: It seems like they're going to be born tomorrow. Then the next day comes and it becomes: How come they haven't been born yet

All is futile.

"Since you want to go see this old monster, then go ahead." My brother didn't suspect anything.

In the quaint and elegant three-story small banquet hall of Yuhua Building, my brother and I, as junior members of the family, arrived early to wait. He walked while complaining about the heat.

Inside, there was only a table of unfamiliar colleagues whispering to each other. The waiter let us in after seeing our invitation.

We sat in the corner by the door. My brother impatiently loosened his tie and complained, "It's so hot out here, you want me to wear a long-sleeved shirt and tie I'm dying! Bring me a glass of iced plum juice."

The waiter's lips twitched, there's no way this place could have drinks so cheap.

"Sir, we have mint lemonade here, with ice…"

"Add, add, add, and bring another cup of warm water for this beautiful lady," my brother waved his hand impatiently.

His action caught the attention of the diners at the next table. One middle-aged man walked over and said, "Fu Sheng Wu Liang Tian Zun... Both of you look familiar. Are you disciples from a certain school or sect"

"Om Mani Padme Hum" is the disciple's greeting of the Three Pure Ones. Although our Mu family belongs to the Dao tradition, except for my grandfather, my father and brother have never formally apprenticed under a master.

We don't have a master, and we aren't considered disciples of any school. We lack lineage and generational names. In the eyes of disciples from established schools, our family is like lone wolves who go it alone.

My brother didn't bow or utter a word of "Om Amitabha Buddha," he just nodded slightly and said, "We're just insignificant juniors. We came to join in the festivities and broaden our horizons."

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Don't be modest. A nobody like me couldn't possibly get an invitation like this. Could the two of you be the rising stars from the Mu family I heard that Old Master Mu has retired, so you should be called Mu Family Head now"

"Knowing you'd still ask" My brother gave him a withering look.

The middle-aged man was a little embarrassed and said to me, "Hello, Miss Mu."

"Hello," I nodded in greeting.

This man was very approachable. He whispered gossip to us about who belonged to which family and who was a disciple of whom... Mrs. Shen and Mr. Zhou came with Shen Qingrui, and we nodded our greetings from afar. She then sat down at the front.

Soon, we saw the newly elected Chairman Si.

In a country this large, with as many schools of thought as stars in the sky, none of the leaders of the major schools managed to become president. This just goes to show how close the Situ family is to the higher-ups.

Mr. Situ, about sixty years old, was tall and thin with an air of nobility and grace. His features were somewhat similar to Situ Lin's, with a serene smile, polite demeanor, and no airs of superiority.

Feigning to be from the Situ family is a basic skill. When I first met Situ Lin, I thought he was a well-bred young master from a noble family. Who knew later on it turned out to be quite different.

Lin Yanqin walked out with her mother, Lin Mama. She cooperated with her mother to wear a long cheongsam. Her figure wasn't particularly hot, but it was very symmetrical, tall with long legs and even bone structure.

I noticed that even though Ms. Lin was wearing a qipao, she wasn't wearing high heels. Instead, she had on a pair of flat shoes embroidered with satin.

Look, how thoughtful they are. They thought my brother liked petite girls, so they quietly discarded the high heels.

Lin Yanqin winked at me and secretly glanced at my brother. My brother had tucked the annoying tie tail into his left chest pocket, and even his well-tailored suit looked effortlessly cool on him.

I originally thought we were just here to have a good time as guests, but after three rounds of drinks, Lin's mom suddenly asked, "Why isn't Si Tu Lin here with us"

We immediately leaned in to listen.

Mr. Situ smiled and said, "He's shy. He said he made Miss Lin unhappy last time and didn't dare to come apologize."

Pshaw, shy He's a real charmer with the ladies!

Mrs. Lin immediately said, "What's there to be unhappy about Children are shy and don't know how to get along with the opposite sex. Just have him come play at our house! Yan Qin is looking forward to it too."

Lin Yanqin stole a glance at me and curled her lip in disdain.

I nudged my brother: “Do you want to go stand as a shield for me, save the day Just pretend to be smitten and chat her up a bit.”

My brother glanced at me, raising his hand as if to hit me—f Ruyi gradually converged, I curled my second and third fingers, pinching the middle joint of my ring finger with my thumb, practicing the "Liuyu" technique to dispel evil.The Ghost Gate surged up fr...