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A tall man in his early forties walked into the venue, surrounded by a crowd, exuding an aura of a king.
He wore a charcoal gray suit, his physique was as impressive as that of any young man. Aside from his age, his appearance bore a striking resemblance to Yan Yulong, and he looked almost identical to Yan Yuhao. He must be the main character of today's banquet.
With his arrival, the atmosphere in the room instantly shifted.
The dark aura emanating from the man was suffocating. Xia Xihe realized for the first time what it meant to be "a person like a black hole," as if the energy and warmth around him were being absorbed, leaving a chilling sensation at his feet.
As other guests approached to congratulate him, Xia Xihe instinctively shrank behind Yan Yulong.
"What are you doing?" Yan Yulong pulled him out and scrutinized him before suddenly laughing, "What? Are you scared?"
"Uh..." Xia Xihe only then became aware of his actions and shyly lowered his head.
"No need to feel embarrassed; being scared just means you sense danger," Yan Yulong said cryptically.
"Danger?"
Yan Yulong glanced at his father, who was mingling with the guests. "Yeah, this Old bastard is very dangerous..."
What a way to describe his own father... Although it wasn't the first time he had heard him say that, Xia Xihe still couldn't get used to it. But considering that his father was the boss of the Underworld, calling him dangerous did make sense...
Lost in thought, Yan Yulong had already taken his hand and led him forward.
By the time Xia Xihe came back to his senses, they were standing in front of Yan Yulong's father. Yan Yulong's Second Brother also arrived shortly after. The two brothers synchronously said, "Dad, happy birthday," though there was a hint of insincerity in Yan Yulong's voice.
"Good boy." Yan Junhong's voice was deep and powerful, fitting well with his appearance and status.
He cast a casual glance at Xia Xihe, his eyes glinting with intensity, making Xia Xihe feel uneasy once again.
Yan Junhong asked Yan Yulong, "Xiao Long, is this someone you've taken a liking to?"
Yan Yulong smiled broadly, "Yeah."
"Good eye." Yan Junhong patted his shoulder, said no more, and turned to accompany his second son to greet the guests.
Once they were far away, Xia Xihe finally relaxed his tense body. Yan Yulong began to massage his shoulders and jokingly said, "Don't keep your muscles so tight; you need to be relaxed for me to feel comfortable."
"What are you talking about..." Xia Xihe seemed to understand a little, his face slightly flushed.
"Don't be so nervous. That Old bastard may be a bit eccentric, but as long as you don't provoke him, he won't do anything to you."
"Why do you keep calling your dad old... he looks younger than my dad..." Xia Xihe mumbled in confusion.
"I'm used to it; I can't change my words." Yan Yulong shrugged nonchalantly.
"By the way, how old is your dad?"
"Forty-three."
"That's really young..." Xia Xihe looked at the father and son who were mingling effortlessly among the guests. "By the way... don't you need to accompany your dad and Second Brother to greet the guests?"
"No need, I'm not interested," Yan Yulong said dismissively as he casually picked up a cocktail from a waiter's tray and took a sip.
Xia Xihe watched him drink and then glanced at his father and Second Brother surrounded by guests. For some reason, he could sense a strong feeling of loneliness and solitude emanating from Yan Yulong.
Unconsciously, he gently wrapped his arms around Yan Yulong's arm as if trying to comfort him. Yan Yulong put down his glass and looked at him with amusement.
"Why are you staring at me with that disgusting look?"
"Uh... no..." Xia Xihe quickly let go.
Yan Yulong's mischievous spirit was ignited as he leaned in closer, asking in an angry tone, "Hey... you don't actually think I'm pitiful, do you?"
Wow~~ he saw right through me~~ Xia Xihe shook his head vigorously. "No... not at all..."
"Hmph... not at all? I hate lying kids. Come on, tell me the truth!" As soon as Yan Yulong finished speaking, he unexpectedly pinched open Xia Xihe's mouth with one hand and poured liquor into it with the other.
"Woo... cough cough... cough cough..." Xia Xihe choked on a few sips of strong alcohol, coughing uncontrollably.
"Hahaha..." Yan Yulong laughed triumphantly, saying, "This method works well; after drinking, you'll spill the truth."
Xia Xihe's face turned as red as a tomato, tears streaming from his eyes as he glared at him in discomfort and frustration—how could he sympathize with such a bad guy! What a fool, fool, fool!
What he didn't realize was that his angry glare only fueled Yan Yulong's desire to tease him. Yan Yulong felt a rush of excitement and fire in his eyes. He suddenly took a mouthful of liquor, lifted Xia Xihe's chin, and poured it into his mouth.
"Woo woo woo..." The heat and spiciness filled his mouth, and the fire in his belly roared; Xia Xihe felt like he was about to explode!
After pouring in a mouthful of liquor, Yan Yulong finally released him, licking the remnants of alcohol from his lips with satisfaction. Xia Xihe gasped for breath, feeling dizzy and unsteady as he leaned against the edge of the table.
Yan Yulong wrapped an arm around him tightly, whispering hotly in his ear, "Little cutie... now it's time to tell the truth, right?"
Forget about "the truth," Xia Xihe could barely articulate any words; he was dazed and leaning against Yan Yulong.
As everyone's attention was focused on Yan Junhong and his son, the intimate state of this young couple went unnoticed. However, not far away in the woods, a pair of dark green eyes were watching them closely, radiating a cold and furious light...
The lights in the venue gradually dimmed, and the music shifted to a birthday song as the spotlight shone on Yan Junhong's position.
The climax of the banquet arrived, and the guests all noticed it, putting down their wine glasses and plates to clap along with the rhythm.
Wu Xin and two other servants pushed a giant birthday cake into the venue; the cake had five layers and was as tall as an adult man.
They brought the cake in front of Yan Junhong, and everyone cheered, creating a lively atmosphere.
As the servants lit the candles on the cake, Yan Yuhao beside Yan Junhong waved to Yan Yulong, signaling him to come over. Yan Yulong pouted and pulled the still dazed Xia Xihe along with him.
The host directed everyone to sing the birthday song, and Xia Xihe perked up to join in. Yan Junhong maintained a smile, keeping time with the crowd.
After the song ended, several young ladies shouted, "Quick, make a wish!"
Yan Junhong cooperatively closed his eyes and clasped his hands in front of the cake, making a wish ceremoniously before opening his eyes and blowing out the candles. The crowd erupted into thunderous applause.
"Thank you all, thank you for your kindness," Yan Junhong said grandly while waving to express his gratitude.
Xia Xihe watched from the side, thinking that actually, Yan Yulong's father wasn't so scary; he seemed quite friendly.
At that moment, Yan Junhong had already taken the knife handed to him by the servants to cut the cake.
Amidst everyone's applause, Yan Junhong sliced through the top layer of the cake.
Just then, the cake suddenly split in half from the middle, and a stunning woman emerged!
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