Taming The Hidden Bigshot By Kissing Him
Chapter 456: Princess, Please Get Off the Car

Chapter 456: Chapter 456: Princess, Please Get Off the Car

Xiang Ze followed his gaze.

Through the wide doors open on both sides of the banquet hall, one could see a long corridor and an artificial lake. At this moment, on the corridor was a young and handsome man, whose features were exceptionally striking—his delicate appearance appealing both to men and women.

Even among the guests in the banquet hall, he was unique.

But his eyes were clear, as innocent and ignorant as a child’s.

That was Guan Wenli, the idiot heir of the Guan Family.

Had he not been a fool, he would have been the uncontested successor of the Guan Family.

Currently, he was running around the female guests at the entrance, calling them "pretty sister," and even getting a bit handsy. This annoyed some of the girls, but given that the Guan Family was one of the Four Great Families, they dared not express their displeasure too overtly.

The fool was now lifting up the women’s skirts, causing quite a few to scream.

Xiang Ze snickered, "This fool has luck but no fortune to enjoy it. He should have been the most honorable person; the Guan Family had no one to compete with him. What a pity he turned out to be an idiot."

Lu Yan laughed maliciously, "This great opportunity could only fall on your head, Brother Ze. So many talented young men here are thinking of marrying his sister, Guan Jingtan. Marrying her, there’s a high chance to inherit the Guan Family wealth. Once the old immortal kicks the bucket, it will all be yours, right?"

By then, both the Xiang and the Lu Families would rise dramatically, surpassing all other families in the Imperial Capital.

Xiang Ze smiled.

His ordinary face took on a cold look, which made him even less likable.

Interestingly, both the Xiang and Lu families had good-looking people, yet he had inherited the most ordinary genes, nothing noteworthy about his appearance.

"Brother Ze, let’s go tease the Guan fool. The Guan Family still places great importance on that idiot."

Lu Yan’s eyes were filled with amusement; he certainly intended to make good use of the fool.

"Let’s go."

The two men left the banquet hall and followed the waterfront walkway to the entrance of the banquet.

"Guan Fool!"

Lu Yan called out, and the handsome fool in a suit turned around and smiled upon seeing him.

"Brother Yan! You’ve come to play with me! This is fun, pretty!" The fool was very keen on lifting skirts, causing some female guests to simmer in silent outrage.

"Fool, come here."

Lu Yan waved his hand, calling him over like a dog.

The Guan fool joyfully ran to his side, and Lu Yan patted his head with a humiliating touch, "Guan Fool, there’s a very pretty sister coming soon. She’s wearing a dress like this..."

Lu Yan pulled out his phone and showed the fool the screen.

The fool clapped his hands saying, "Pretty, pretty."

Lu Yan coaxed him, "This pretty, would you like to have her as your wife? Let’s play a game, you’ll do just this later..."

Lu Yan whispered a few instructions into the fool’s ear, who had the intelligence of a four or five-year-old child, very mischievous and whimsical.

Hearing Lu Yan say he’d play a game with him, the fool took it seriously.

"Fool, did you get it?"

"Mmm!"

The Guan fool nodded vigorously, his expression serious as if he was about to undertake a significant task.

Lu Yan and Xiang Ze exchanged a smile, then stepped back beside the rockery, ready to watch the unfolding joke.

Xiang Ze remarked, "Lu Yan, you are really nasty."

Lu Yan lifted his chin, somewhat proud, "In the Imperial Capital, those who offend me, Lu Yan, don’t end up well."

...

Outside the Guan Royal Mansion, it was brightly lit.

On the large bluestone pavement, a Bentley pulled up.

The door on one side opened, and a flamboyantly dressed, flamboyant young man got out, attentively opening the other door.

"Princess, please get out of the car," said Sun Weimeng, smiling.

The sunset at six o’clock faded into nightfall, bringing with it a touch of mystery and profundity.

Moonlight’s soft glow dappled everything, rendering it gentle.

A woman clad in a strapless gown slowly descended from the car—her hair elegantly twisted up with a delicate peach-blossom jade pin, revealing a graceful swan neck.

The long skirt’s sheer, floating plumes swayed gently with her movements. Under the illumination of the lights, streaks of silver flickered, then swiftly disappeared.

The pale peach fabric made her fair complexion appear even more delicate.

Each cut of the dress accentuated the exquisite curves of her figure, her steps light and ethereal.

This was a vision of dreams and romance combined, embodying the love that "Cinderella" represented.

Arriving heiresses couldn’t help but pause and gaze at Qiao Xi, exhaling in admiration.

"It’s ’Cinderella’ by Master Irina!"

"So beautiful. The gown is beautiful, and so is she."

"That’s Huo Xingzhou’s wife, Qiao Xi! That gown must have been specially designed by Master Irina at Huo Xingzhou’s request. I’m so jealous!"

"In my life, I don’t know if I’ll ever get to wear a gown designed just for me by Master Irina. She’s really lucky."

"Xiang Mingzhu was so upset she didn’t even attend the banquet. If she saw how stunning this scene is, she would be even more angry. I’ll take a photo and post it to social media; if she sees it, she can’t blame me."

It seemed their relationship with Xiang Mingzhu wasn’t as good as it appeared on the surface.

They looked on at Qiao Xi, both sour and envious.

Such good fortune!

Qiao Xi appeared very calm, which made her seem even more aloof.

Sun Weimeng heard their conversation and, lowering his voice, said somewhat proudly, "I knew it would have this effect."

He too had been astounded when he first saw Qiao Xi in that gown.

"Young Master Sun, shall we go in?" Qiao Xi looked at him, her smiling eyes shimmering like autumnal water. In the past, such comments would have embarrassed her.

But now, her mindset had improved.

She wasn’t particularly concerned about others’ praise or envy.

Sun Weimeng extended his hand, gesturing for her to take it.

Old Chen from behind swiftly brushed away Young Master Sun’s hand, "Young Master Sun, please maintain decorum. The Young Madam is our young master’s wife, and you... are a playboy."

Young Master Sun retracted his hand, feeling a bit wronged, "Am I not her escort today?"

Old Chen looked at him, "Escort? That might be your misconception. You are at best, an attendant."

Young Master Sun sorrowfully touched his hand, "Alright. Times have changed; I’ve become a more robust man now. If it were before, I could still be sisters with Sister Qiao. It’s all because Sister Qiao is too powerful, she could even cure a eunuch."

Qiao Xi’s lips curved into a smile, "Stop joking, let’s go in. Old Chen, make sure to bring the gifts from the car and hand them over at the gift reception later."

"Yes, Young Madam."

Old Chen turned to retrieve the gifts from the trunk, while Qiao Xi and Sun Weimeng entered through the Guan Family’s main gate.

"Honored guests, please come in." The Guan Family’s butler greeted at the door, graciously ushering each esteemed guest inside. When he saw Qiao Xi, a hint of surprise flickered in his eyes.

Once Qiao Xi was inside, he discreetly gave an order through a Bluetooth communicator.

Qiao Xi and Sun Weimeng entered the modernized Royal Residence, which was quite an eye-opener.

"Wow, such grandeur!"

Sun Weimeng looked around, venturing further into the central courtyard through two portals. He saw an artificial lake comparable in size to the one possessed by the Liu Family at Qing Lake in Haicheng.

"I’d say, Haicheng and the Imperial Capital are different. At least in Haicheng, there are no royal mansions, mostly just large villas. They in the Imperial Capital have a bit of an edge in façade and grandeur, but Haicheng is more trendy."

As Sun Weimeng strolled and talked, he added, "When I return, I’ll have my dad build me a grand garden."

As the son of a real estate mogul, this wish was achievable.

Listening to his bragging, Qiao Xi smiled as they approached the main banquet hall. From a distance, they could see the bustling crowd of guests mingling.

She gathered her skirt, preparing to walk down the path.

Suddenly, a figure leapt out.