Zhang Qian was relentless, convinced that this restroom, no, the entire club, belonged to Wei Jingxi, who stood behind him with the strongest backing.
To be honest, he had experienced the thrill of being a bully through connections. The man blocking Feng Youxian's way adjusted his glasses and said in a calm voice, "If you continue to make a scene, I won’t hesitate to call the police for mediation."
Zhang Qian scoffed, "Are you still in your teens? What are you going to do, tell your parents? Oh, I’m so scared of you! Come on, go ahead and call the police. Let’s see if they arrest you or us."
Wei Jingxi remained silent, his face dark as he stared at his phone. An hour ago, Zheng Mengni had messaged him saying she was going to sleep, ending with: "Good night! You should head home and rest early too; staying up late isn’t good for your health. 🌙🌙"
He didn’t reply, but his expression had improved compared to before he got hit. The other four were still trying to mediate the situation.
"Go ahead and report it!"
"Are you still going to keep talking back?"
"Shut up!"
Wei Jingxi’s thoughts drifted away; he found their bickering tedious. Why waste time arguing with such mindless people? With that thought, he didn’t even spare Feng Youxian a glance as he turned and left the restroom.
Zhang Qian and the others hurried after him, fearing that this young master would run off somewhere else to cause more trouble. Feng Youxian’s anger simmered lower; just as he was about to chase after Wei Jingxi for a showdown, his manager blocked him.
The manager’s face was grim. "You still have a magazine cover shoot to do! What will you do if you ruin that face of yours?"
Feng Youxian felt both wronged and speechless. "What is this? I was just using the restroom when that mad dog came in and started barking!"
He needed to hurry and get a cab to the hospital.
Saying she was going to sleep was actually a ruse. Wei Jingxi stayed up late, and Zheng Mengni worried he would bombard her with messages again. So she made up an excuse and sweet-talked him a bit more, hoping for a good night's sleep.
As Thursday afternoon approached, Zheng Zeqi arrived punctually at the school gate to pick up Zheng Mengni. The banquet was set to start at eight o'clock, leaving them three hours to prepare.
Once home, the stylist and makeup artist were already waiting. Zheng Mengni changed into a simple yet elegant Chanel suit before heading out with the Zheng family for the banquet.
The banquet was held at the Ruihua World Trade Hotel, located on the bustling Moon Lake Avenue. Stepping onto the griffin-patterned carpet at the entrance and into the private room, one could see that every piece of decor was a genuine antique. The embossed walls were outlined in real gold, while dazzling crystal chandeliers and intricate murals created a stunning interplay of light and color.
The guests were all top-tier elites in this precious piece of real estate. Due to the connection between the Wei and Zheng families, their seats were arranged closely together. Zheng Mengni first greeted the members of the Wei family, then walked around the dining table with Zheng Zeqi, exchanging pleasantries with everyone, her face adorned with a standard smile that was both polite and approachable.
"Old Wei, aren't your families related? Why isn't your child accompanying Xiao Ni tonight?" someone seated next to Wei Nanxuan leaned in toward his companion and asked.
Wei Nanxuan maintained an unflappable demeanor, deftly steering the conversation away with a few light words. However, his already sour mood was further exacerbated by a surge of irritation bubbling beneath his calm exterior. The troublesome matter at hand was that one of his family members had gotten into a scuffle with an illegitimate son from the Feng family, someone hardly worth mentioning.
Wei Nanxuan cast a fleeting glance at Feng Yu across the room, who was flanked by two mistresses in such a prominent setting. Suddenly, the previously noisy room fell silent.
Returning to her seat, Zheng Mengni followed the gaze of others toward the entrance. The first to arrive were several well-trained bodyguards, who were met by the waitstaff inside. This grand display signaled the arrival of the evening's most important guests—the Tan family.
In this city where wealth and power converged, the Tan family wielded immense influence. With their family business, Tan Zheng had made it onto global billionaire lists, and with connections to significant figures in the city, this powerful and wealthy family was among those whose status was least likely to be shaken.
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