“Y-Young Master Bai… is there some misunderstanding?”
Sweat beaded on Cheng Qiang’s forehead. He had cursed at Bai Jinghong just moments ago.
Everyone knew Bai Jinghong was a petty man; he’d surely seek revenge.
So any issue, any mistake, had to be cleared up on the spot, or else he wouldn’t even know how he died.
Chen Lin was speechless.
He thought this guy, being from the underworld, could intimidate the crowd.
Or at least that Bai Jinghong would have to give him some face.
But who could have imagined that Bai Jinghong wouldn’t even give him a proper glance.
What the hell kind of backup was this? They were losing face together!
Bai Jinghong slowly responded: “Misunderstanding? What misunderstanding? Does it have anything to do with me?”
Cheng Qiang stiffened, the corner of his mouth twitching. The more Bai Jinghong acted like this, the more uneasy he felt.
Damn it, he regretted it now, but what use was regret?
Low murmurs rose again from the crowd.
“Thinking his intimidation was effective, but Young Master Bai couldn’t care less about engaging.”
“Exactly, who is Young Master Bai? Can he be bullied so easily?”
“These two kids are lucky. If Young Master Bai were truly angered, they’d be finished. I heard Young Master Bai’s kindest moment is when someone’s starving to death, he eats meat beside them without smacking his lips…”
“Brutal!”
In truth, Bai Jinghong really couldn’t be bothered.
He was tired of this birthday banquet.
Today’s sole purpose was to befriend Yuan Daoqi. Since that was accomplished, he didn’t want to get involved in anything else.
Bai Jinghong looked towards Yuan Daoqi and Xiao Yi: “Old Bro Yuan, Uncle Xiao, Ah Quan, I’m leaving first!”
Yuan Daoqi wore a smile and nodded.
They had already exchanged contact information anyway. Finding Bai Jinghong to discuss music and chat freely would be convenient in the future.
“Young Master Bai, let’s go together. I also have some matters to attend to,” Xiao Tianquan also walked over.
He had only come today to accompany his father.
He didn’t care about some birthday.
Seeing Xiao Tianquan there too, Cheng Qiang’s expression became even uglier.
Why hadn’t he noticed Xiao Tianquan earlier?
But worst of all was offending Young Master Bai.
Now, a chilling realization struck Cheng Qiang belatedly, making his back run cold.
Because he’d overlooked one thing!
A certain stain on Bai Jinghong’s record.
He knew what kind of person Bai Jinghong was.
Despite his prominent status, he had one stain: being Fan Ning’er’s lapdog.
Having returned yesterday and befriended Chen Lin, learning that Chen Lin was going to the Fan family to celebrate someone’s birthday,
He’d even helped find an expensive gift, thinking he’d also show his face.
After all, having been away for a long time, coming back required a high-profile appearance.
When he first arrived, he’d heard Chen Lin arguing with those people, and they were humiliating Chen Lin.
So he’d only thought about backing Chen Lin up, entering with an aggressive posture, using power to pressure people.
It never crossed his mind that in the Fan household, Bai Jinghong would undoubtedly be present too!
What if the person Chen Lin had offended was Bai Jinghong?
It seemed like it was, yet also seemed like it wasn’t; he was utterly confused.
But the fact remained: he had cursed at Bai Jinghong. That was undeniable.
If Cheng Qiang knew it was the very man he called brother who ruined Bai Jinghong’s wedding banquet, who knows how he would react.
Bai Jinghong was too lazy to linger. He walked directly over to Shen Yaoyao and took her slender hand.
“Let’s go home!”
Shen Yaoyao seemed to have grown accustomed to Bai Jinghong holding her hand. She stood up very naturally and followed closely behind him.
Seeing this, both Fan Ning’er and Fan Xiangming became anxious.
And Chen Lin stared fixedly at the spot where Bai Jinghong held her hand.
His teeth ground audibly.
Shen Yaoyao naturally noticed Chen Lin’s presence as well.
But she was in an undercover phase and couldn’t expose her identity. Even with Chen Lin present, she could only let Bai Jinghong hold her hand.
Not just holding hands—she’d have to endure any other gestures too.
“Jinghong…” Fan Ning’er finally couldn’t help but call out.
But Bai Jinghong paid no attention whatsoever. Under the gaze of the entire crowd, he strode straight ahead.
Up ahead, Chen Lin glared at Bai Jinghong, wanting to vent all the resentment in his heart.
So he deliberately shifted to the side, planning that when Bai Jinghong passed by, he would bump his shoulder into him.
Although it looked like a provocative act, if Bai Jinghong himself was weak, who could he blame?
He could even claim Bai Jinghong was trying to bump into him.
As Bai Jinghong drew closer, Chen Lin could already picture him stumbling and falling to the ground.
Then he’d pretend to help him up, seizing the chance to squeeze his hand painfully.
When it came to strength, Chen Lin had absolute confidence.
Besides, others might fear Bai Jinghong, but he, the War God Chen Lin, certainly didn’t.
Just as Chen Lin expected, they collided.
But upon impact, Chen Lin’s body staggered unsteadily, stumbling and nearly falling to the ground.
Chen Lin was dumbfounded.
Wasn’t Bai Jinghong just a Prodigal Son, a pampered young master? How could his strength be so terrifying?
Him, a battle-hardened warrior, being knocked aside like a weak chick?
No, he must have been careless just now. The opponent was prepared and used force.
“Tch~” Bai Jinghong glanced at Chen Lin, uttered the word “Childish,” and left with Shen Yaoyao, head held high.
Bai Jinghong was the core figure; once he left, how many would stay?
Fan Ning’er now was truly panicked. Ignoring everyone else’s stares, she chased after Bai Jinghong.
Seeing him leave, the sense of crisis in her heart intensified.
The Fan family birthday banquet had confirmed it: in everyone’s eyes, there was only Bai Jinghong.
If she could reconcile with Bai Jinghong, the Fan family would return to its peak glory.
Then, those seeking to curry favor would line up in droves.
For the company, for the family, she had to do something. That’s why she decided to chase after him.
Chen Lin, however, thought Fan Ning’er was worried about him and running over.
“Ning’er… I…”
Before Chen Lin could finish his sentence, Fan Ning’er brushed right past him.
As she passed, she didn’t even spare him a single glance.
…
As Bai Jinghong left the scene, the System’s notification sound abruptly chimed in his mind.
【Ding, congratulations Host, intercepted War God Chen Lin’s opportunity, face-slapped the War God】
【Reward: Title “Legacy of Wei Wu”】
“Legacy of Wei Wu?” Bai Jinghong paused. “Th-this… like Cao Cao?”
【Yes, Host. This is a Charm-increasing title. Base Charm value: 100. Each level increase doubles the effect.】
【As the level rises, married women and wives will be utterly defenseless against the Host.】
“Oh my, how embarrassing. This isn’t quite proper, I’m a decent man.”
【Oh….】
“What kind of attitude is that?”
Receiving this title, Bai Jinghong secretly rejoiced.
This Face-slapping System really understood him, giving such practical things.
With higher Charm, even threatening wives would be more convenient.
Back in the car, Bai Jinghong glanced at Shen Yaoyao in the passenger seat.
He found her still in a daze.
“Hey, what’s with you? So absent-minded?”
“Huh?” Shen Yaoyao snapped back to reality. “N-No… nothing!”
“Nothing? You think I…”
Before Bai Jinghong could finish, a beautiful figure appeared right by the car window.
It was none other than Fan Ning’er, who had chased him out.
In Fan Ning’er’s understanding, Bai Jinghong was just sulking at her.
At the wedding, she’ left with Chen Lin. That night at the villa, she sent messages explaining things to Chen Lin.
And just now, Chen Lin showing up at the scene.
All these actions made Fan Ning’er realize that Bai Jinghong’s jealousy had deepened.
But jealousy aside, he definitely still loved her.
Now that she was taking the initiative like this, Bai Jinghong absolutely had to forgive her, otherwise he would truly be too petty.
“Jinghong, you… are you leaving?” Fan Ning’er asked.
“Pfft…” Bai Jinghong couldn’t help but chuckle. “Isn’t it obvious?”
“You… you can’t go!” Fan Ning’er grabbed the car door.
“Oh? My coming and going now needs President Fan’s approval, is that it?” Bai Jinghong frowned slightly.
Fan Ning’er wanted to soften her stance.
But after seeing Shen Yaoyao in the passenger seat, she swallowed the words she was about to say.
She exhaled, biting her thin lip.
“Jinghong, could we step aside for a moment? There are some things I want to discuss with you…”
Fan Ning’er’s voice was incredibly soft, sending a tingling sensation down one’s spine.
But Bai Jinghong turned his head and gave her a dismissive glance, saying flatly, “No.”
