Chapter 170: I’ll Support You By Handing Out Flyers Part 15(2)
At 7:00 PM, the banquet began, Father Tao and his wife descending the stairs to receive the guests’ congratulations.
Many people gathered around them, champagne glasses clinking amidst the music.
Fu Guanyue, with Fu Xi and Fu Luo, observed quietly from a corner.
Suddenly, the voices grew louder, and Fu Xi looked up, surprised.
She wasn’t a skilled talisman cultivator, her talismans mediocre, but her ability to sense auras was exceptional, and seeing Father Tao, her first words were, “His aura is dark, he’s tainted by something unclean, his days are numbered.”
Fu Luo quickly covered her mouth: “Sister, be quiet! We can’t have another incident of being arrested for fortune-telling!”
Fu Xi: “…”
Just then, Fu Guanyue opened her eyes, looking at Fu Luo.
She didn’t speak, her eyes clearly saying—Look at me.
Fu Luo, not daring to disobey, quickly lowered her head and continued eating her cake.
The hotel’s chef was indeed skilled, the cake delicious, not too sweet, just right.
“Master Fu, are you comfortable? That’s Mr. Tao, do you want to meet him?” Mr. Wu, always cautious, afraid of disturbing Fu Guanyue, asked softly.
He had mentioned this to Father Tao, who had laughed, saying why would he trust a young girl, he knew a much more skilled master, even offering to introduce them.
Mr. Wu knew who Father Tao was talking about, having met him once, his eyes like a vulture’s, making him uncomfortable, so he had politely declined.
He had also heard that this master’s surname was Feng, a disciple of someone important, a powerful figure.
Mr. Wu, a businessman, only knew of the Feng family from a neighboring province, a truly powerful and influential family, his own Wu family like a small fish compared to a shark.
Now that his problems were solved, he wanted to introduce Fu Guanyue to Master Feng, hoping to gain some favor.
Of course, this depended on Fu Guanyue’s willingness, he wouldn’t force her.
He knew the difference between a savior and a business partner.
Fu Guanyue, her eyes lowered, shook her head: “It’s his birthday today, I’m just an outsider, I’ve already imposed on him by staying, I won’t disturb him further.”
She sat there calmly, seemingly detached from the surrounding noise and activity.
Fu Luo, eating her cake, suddenly said, “That person looks familiar, Sister, isn’t that Miss Tao?”
Before Fu Xi could reply, they saw Fu Guanyue’s expression change as she abruptly stood up and turned around.
The ballroom was brightly lit, the soft light falling on a figure standing in the center, the focus of Fu Guanyue’s gaze.
Dressed in a white dress, her skin radiant, her face delicate and beautiful, even more dazzling than the pearl necklace around her neck, making the pearls seem dull in comparison.
She clearly wasn’t comfortable in such a lively setting, her aloofness, however, making her stand out even more, a pure white amidst the vibrant colors.
As if noticing a particularly intense gaze, Tao Ning frowned slightly, looking up, her eyes meeting Fu Guanyue’s.
Tao Ning: “…”
Fu Guanyue: “…”
Who would have thought they would meet here, both having assumed it was impossible?
520: [Oh dear, busted.]
Having finished slacking off, it came online, unexpectedly finding such an interesting scene.
Tao Ning instinctively started walking towards Fu Guanyue.
Mrs. Tao, however, stopped her, whispering, “I know you don’t like these things, but wait, meet your Uncle Feng, he’s your father’s important guest.”
“Uncle Feng? Who?” Tao Ning didn’t know anyone with the surname Feng.
Father Tao was talking to someone nearby, who glanced at Tao Ning with a look of approval.
He nodded at Father Tao, who became even more enthusiastic.
“I’ll take you to him, don’t be difficult now,” Mrs. Tao whispered. “Don’t you want the jade pendant your grandmother left you?”
Tao Ning’s voice turned cold: “I don’t need the jade anymore, he can keep it to ward off evil, it’s too late now.”
If it were just a trivial matter, she wouldn’t mind staying and watching the drama unfold, but she was tired of it.
Mrs. Tao’s eyes widened, unable to stop Tao Ning, who brushed past her, a single sentence reaching her ears: “I hate being threatened.”
Chilled by Tao Ning’s gaze, Mrs. Tao, seeing her about to leave, hurriedly followed: “Are you crazy? Even if you don’t want the jade, that’s the Feng family, they’ve offered a marriage alliance, how can you just leave?”
Tao Ning’s eyes lowered, a cold glint in their depths, like a flash of a blade: “Let him marry them himself, I never agreed to any alliance. Move.”
Mrs. Tao instinctively stepped aside, watching as Tao Ning left.
She didn’t dare stop her.
In a quiet corner, Fu Guanyue was still stunned, unable to process the information.
She had suspected Tao Ning might not be as poor as she seemed, but today’s revelation was beyond her expectations.
Not only was she not poor, but her family was quite wealthy.
Fu Xi and Fu Luo, recognizing her, were also stunned, as was Mr. Wu, confused.
Mrs. Wu approached, and she heard Fu Guanyue ask, “Who is that?”
Mrs. Wu, grateful to Fu Guanyue for saving her family, glanced at Tao Ning, who was being stopped by Mrs. Tao, and sighed: “Master Fu, that’s CEO Tao’s eldest daughter from his previous marriage, Tao Ning, she was a good kid when she was younger, excellent student. After her parents divorced, she was probably affected by it, her personality changed, I haven’t seen her at events like this for years.”
“They probably called her back for the marriage alliance with the Feng family, that person over there is from the Feng family, here to assess her.”
Fu Xi found this strange: “Why send someone else to assess her? What can they see from afar?”
Fu Luo stated the obvious: “What era is this? Arranged marriages?”
Mrs. Wu lowered her voice: “He couldn’t come, he’s quarantined in his room. The youngest son of the Feng family, born with a genetic disease, and their family’s specialist said marrying someone with a compatible birth chart might cure him.”
Mr. Wu also found this distasteful: “That Feng child is so ill, and they’re still arranging a marriage for him? That’s ruining the girl’s life.”
Mrs. Wu agreed: “And genetic diseases are incurable, how could marriage be a cure? This is absurd, I think Tao Ning is unaware of this, otherwise, she would have caused a scene, who would willingly sacrifice their life like this?”
Fu Guanyue, her mind buzzing, as if she hadn’t heard anything, said, “Is that so? Then I should…”
She didn’t know what she should do.
Fu Guanyue: “I need some air, I’ll be back later.”
With that, she turned and left.
Fu Xi and Fu Luo wanted to follow, but she said, “Wait here, I just need a moment, I’ll be back.”
They wouldn’t disobey her, staying where they were.
Fu Guanyue always meant what she said, if she said she would return, she would.
Connected to the ballroom was a rooftop garden, flowers blooming in all seasons, a quiet and secluded space.
Having shaken off Mrs. Tao, Tao Ning entered the garden.
Leaving the bustling ballroom, stepping into this tranquil oasis, she wasn’t sure where to go.
Standing at the entrance, she wondered who designed this place, multiple paths leading from the entrance, like a maze.
“I saw her come in, where did she go?” Tao Ning muttered.
Checking the surveillance footage would take too long, and using her spiritual sense to locate her would be faster.
Nearing Fu Guanyue, however, she stopped, standing by a rose wall, deep in thought.
520, eager to watch the scene unfold, asked, puzzled, [Did you twist your ankle? Why did you stop?]
That was impossible, a Golden Core cultivator wouldn’t be so easily injured.
Tao Ning found a spot to sit, smoothing her skirt and tucking a few strands of hair behind her ear, gently rubbing her eyes until they were slightly red, then continued walking.
This confused 520, it didn’t understand the purpose.
What confused it even more was that as Fu Guanyue approached from the other side, Tao Ning hid in a corner, concealing her aura, even enhancing the fragrance of the nearby flowers.
Using her cultivation for this?
Slow, steady footsteps approached, not hurried, as if just taking a leisurely stroll.
Passing by a side path, a hand reached out, pulling her into a secluded corner, the air filled with the scent of flowers.
Fu Guanyue, startled, instinctively prepared to attack, then, seeing Tao Ning, relaxed, the tension leaving her body.
They stood close together in the small space, Fu Guanyue unable to describe her feelings, not knowing what to say.
She looked down at Tao Ning’s elegant dress, the color of moonlight.
Many thoughts raced through her mind, each one a self-justification.
Are we friends?
Or not?
It wasn’t necessary to reveal everything to a friend, and she hadn’t exactly lied about her background, just not elaborated.
The logic was clear, but Fu Guanyue felt a strange restlessness, a cultivator should maintain a calm and clear mind.
Tao Ning’s eyes were slightly red: “Aren’t you going to ask why I’m here?”
This simple question shattered Fu Guanyue’s composure, her usual calmness and adherence to rules forgotten.
Her expression softened as she looked up: “Why are you here?”