I Have a Date with a Thousand-year-old Female Corpse
Chapter 96 Banquet_1

Chapter 96: Chapter 96 Banquet_1

You walked over, and Fan Yi turned around to face you with a calm smile.

In the gradually cooling night, seeing such a smile bloom like a brief epiphyllum made your mood exceptionally pleasant.

"It’s you again! What are you doing here?"

Clearly, Fan Yi’s friend didn’t have much fondness for you. She sized you up and down and, seeing that your entire outfit didn’t even add up to two hundred yuan, her disdain deepened.

You couldn’t be bothered with her and said to Fan Yi, "Are you heading back to school?"

She nodded softly.

"Good, I am too. Let’s go back together."

"Hmm."

"Fan Yi! We’ve known each other since we were kids. Can’t our decade of friendship compare to this poor Sculpted Silk?"

Fan Yi looked at her and said in an indifferent and emotionless voice, "Tell them I won’t go."

"To where?"

You interjected.

"What’s it to you? Out of my way!"

Fan Yi’s friend was clearly getting angry, her emotions showing as she pushed you, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t budge you.

She glared at you resentfully, then pointed to a designer bag on her left arm and shook her gold necklace at Fan Yi, saying, "Look at this bag, and this gold necklace. Don’t you like these things?"

Upon hearing this, you were about to mock her, but then Fan Yi’s remark made you burst out laughing. "This bag is so small, what can it hold? Not very useful. And a necklace made of gold isn’t edible, also useless."

"You want something edible? There’s plenty over there. I’ll take you."

With that, Fan Yi’s friend reached out to grasp Fan Yi’s arm, trying to pull her in another direction.

"It’s too late, I won’t go."

Fan Yi was strong, and her friend couldn’t pull her away.

"Please, Fan Yi, I’m begging you!" Fan Yi’s friend immediately knelt down.

"Don’t do this, the ground is cold." Fan Yi reached out to help her up, but the other refused to rise.

"If you don’t go, I’ll stay kneeling!"

Fan Yi was troubled, she still cared about this friend a lot. Although she didn’t understand what friendship was or how the other was feeling, she only knew if she still refused to go, she would probably lose this last friend.

"Let’s go, I’ll come with you. It wouldn’t hurt to watch a monkey show either," you said softly, chuckling.

In reality, any right-minded person would recognize that Fan Yi’s friend wasn’t a good sort; she was a typical green tea b***h, and the kind who’d never seen the world, one you could toy with for just a few thousand yuan.

Her fervent wish for Fan Yi to go was clearly because she had benefitted from someone else. If Fan Yi went with her, the consequences would be easy to imagine.

As classmates and good friends, you naturally couldn’t stand by idly. You also saw this as an opportunity for Fan Yi to break off her relationship with this woman, preventing future mischief.

"What are you doing there? You can’t go."

Just then, the bus arrived. You grabbed Fan Yi’s hand and prepared to board the bus with her. "If you won’t let me go, then let’s head back to school."

"Hey, wait a second!"

She seemed to realize that Fan Yi was compliant with you, and in her helplessness, she reluctantly agreed.

But before you left, she gave you one condition: "When we enter the party later, you cannot call my name."

"Why not?"

"Just don’t call my name," she insisted on this point.

You smiled and said, "Oh right, I don’t even know your name, do I?"

She didn’t reply and just walked away.

Later, through Fan Yi, you finally learned her name. Her surname was Yin, and her given name was Guihua.

It was a name that made her reluctant to speak, so she intentionally had people drop the last character, calling her Yin Gui or Little Yin instead.

"Not at all, I actually think the name Guihua is quite pretty. It’s mid-autumn now, and the osmanthus flowers all over the streets are so fragrant."

Yin Guihua turned to look at you. "How could someone like you, a Sculpted Silk, understand my thoughts? Let me tell you, from the moment I left Dashan, I swore to myself I would never go back. I want to live in the city, and I want to live better than anyone else!"

Looking at her, you fell silent.

Indeed, her desires were not unjustifiable.

Fine birds choose trees to nest, let alone humans?

But she didn’t understand or realize that this society, this world, was actually far more complex and frightening than she imagined.

Afterward, you all remained silent, and Yin Guihua’s so-called high society banquet was being held by the West Lake.

Initially, you thought it might just be a party organized by some young masters and second-generation rich kids, which could possibly end up in an orgy on the spot.

Such a place would definitely be filthy, and you were already considering whether to disrupt the whole banquet with a wind curse or kill these scum with a fire spell!

Soon, you arrived at the entrance of a garden where several burly men in black suits were standing guard. Yin Guihua took an invitation from her bag, revealed her identity, and led the two of you inside.

The garden was winding and much larger than you had imagined, and the yard was full of luxury cars, most importantly, each with a driver inside, indicating that the guests were not just young people.

The moment you entered the hall, you were a bit surprised to find that the banquet was indeed a sizable event, because you actually saw Wu Qiyi there!

At that time, Wu Qiyi was surrounded by a crowd of men and women, shining like stars around the moon. She hadn’t noticed you but was chatting intermittently with a girl next to her, who was dressed in finery and had a delicate appearance.

Besides, you recognized some familiar faces at the banquet, oh, of course, these people were only familiar to you from TV and movie screens, the big names.

Yin Guihua quietly pointed at Wu Qiyi and said to Fan Yi, "Fan Yi, that’s Wu Qiyi, the princess of the Wu Family Clan, a true high and mighty princess. Do you know? The cost of a single meal for her could feed the two of us for a year; the place she lives in couldn’t even accommodate both our families; the things she owns, we couldn’t accumulate in ten lifetimes, no, a hundred lifetimes!"

You looked at Yin Guihua and your impression of her changed slightly, seeing that her vision was not narrow, just not broad enough at heart.

"Little Yin, you’re here!"

At that moment, a young man wearing a suit approached. He appeared a bit older than you all.

"Senior, this is my best friend I often tell you about, Fan Yi."

The young man gave Fan Yi a polite smile and offered his hand, "Hello, I’m Ning Cheng. I’ve heard Little Yin mention you before; it’s finally nice to see you in person."

Fan Yi seemed unaccustomed to shaking hands and merely nodded politely in response, "Hello, I’m Fan Yi."

Ning Cheng withdrew his hand with a smile, then turned to Yin Guihua and asked, "Little Yin, this is..."

"I’m Li Muyun, just passing by to spice things up. Senior, you can act as if I’m not here."

Through observation, you noticed Ning Cheng had a good facial appearance. True to his name, he was able to make eye contact during your conversation. His eyes weren’t crystal clear, but at least they were not cloudy.

Also, you noticed a detail, both Ning Cheng and Yin Guihua wore a red string on their wrists, tied in the same way, indicating they were likely in a passionate relationship, which explained the significant changes to her attire and makeup.

"Junior is joking. With your height and looks, it won’t be long before someone comes over to strike up a conversation."

You shrugged, looked at Ning Cheng, and asked, "Senior, there’s something I don’t quite understand, and I hope you could give me an answer."

"Oh? Please, ask away," Ning Cheng said, somewhat surprised.

"Was it you who asked Guihua... um, Yin Gui to bring Fan Yi here?"

Ning Cheng nodded, "Yes, to be exact, it was Little Yin’s deliberate request. She hoped that Fan Yi could find the most important person in her life here, so I also made preparations to help set them up... Ah, here he comes."

While speaking, a man with a slicked-back hairdo and wearing a glittering suit approached. The guy’s complexion was unnaturally pale, a textbook example of a Little White Face.

He approached Fan Yi with what he believed to be a charming smile, but as he did, his height was immediately overshadowed by you and Fan Yi. Despite only a five to six-centimeter difference, it was just enough that both you and Fan Yi had to tilt your heads slightly down to make eye contact with him.

As soon as Little White Face arrived, he struck a pose he thought was dashing, "Meeting such a beautiful lady is truly my honor."

While speaking, Little White Face reached out to take Fan Yi’s hand and prepared to kiss the back of it.

"Slap!"

Little White Face’s head had just bowed and his lips puckered when, caught off guard, he was sharply slapped across the face by Fan Yi, and a five-finger red mark immediately appeared on his meticulously groomed cheek!

"You... you bitch, why did you hit me!"

Little White Face suddenly bent his finger like an orchid, scolding Fan Yi with a slightly out-of-tune voice.

Yeah?

So Little White Face was actually a bit effeminate.

Fan Yi, utterly oblivious to human emotions, was naturally unaware of the implications of her actions. She continued in a tranquil tone, "I’m sorry if I hurt you. But you may not touch my hand."

"If I couldn’t touch it, you should have said so earlier! What are you playing at, you stinking... "

"Slap!"

This slap was even harsher!

Of course, it was you who slapped him.

Your slap sent Little White Face spinning like a top, twirling on the spot.

"You... You barbarians! Security, security! Get them out of here!"

Immediately, two burly men in black suits approached the door. Before they could get close, you laughed loudly, "No need to rush us out, brother will leave on his own."

With that, you took Fan Yi’s hand and led her towards the exit.

"Wait a minute."

A soft, familiar, and melodious voice that you recognized came from the crowd.