Chapter 415

After speaking, Jiang Liangjin didn't give anyone a buffer time, directly handed the microphone back to Shen Ningmu, turned and quickly walked to the first row.

The guests below clicked their tongues in unison.

"Is this an official announcement?"

"They're not even together yet, don't talk nonsense."

"Not together? What's the difference between not being together and being together?"

"Young Master Jiang's mouth—he usually doesn't like to speak, but when he does, he says something this big."

"What big? They said it's just accompanying friends, you're overthinking."

"You're underthinking."

"Mu Yichi spoke faintly: 'Is he expressing gratitude, or showing off?'"

"Mu Yichen replied without hesitation, 'Showing off.'"

"As Jiang Liangjin passed the table next to Yu Ci, the latter raised an eyebrow: 'You at least said I was very happy this morning, but this afternoon you didn't even say happy?'"

"I was happy this morning, not happy this afternoon."

"After Shen Ningmu said some official remarks, he went to his brother's side, feeling extremely pleased: 'No wonder it's me.'"

"Shen Uncle shook his head helplessly, still laughing and agreeing: 'Yes, yes, you're the most far-sighted, digging up A Jin's black history—now the whole circle knows about his childhood embarrassment of wearing a princess crown.'"

"How is that embarrassing? It's adorable, childlike!"

"Grandfather Jiang laughed happily, pulling Grandfather Mu along and saying: 'Look at these two kids, how well-matched they are, sticking together since childhood—from now on we'll truly be one family.'"

"Grandfather Mu said the child is still young, but his mouth corners split up to his ears."

"On this side the relatives and friends were harmonious, while on the other side Yu Ci was still complaining to Gu Xingnan: 'The double standards are too obvious.'"

"Gu Xingnan chuckled lightly, his gaze falling on the two, still calm: 'He's always been different only toward her, since childhood.'"

"The following segment was similar to the morning's—cutting cake, giving gifts, guest speeches; going through the whole process would take several more hours."

"Lu Yuchu sat at a somewhat distant table, turning the cup in his hand."

"He's attended too many events like this; the procedure is largely the same, just swapping the main character and the crowd."

"He had little interest in these; his sister was surrounded by many people, he originally planned to sit a while then leave, but Song Yan pressed him down."

"What's the rush? The cake hasn't been cut yet.' Song Yan leaned back in his chair, posture lazy, mask covering half his face, revealing only a pair of eyes showing no emotion."

"Lu Yuchu glanced at him: 'You don't even eat.'"

"I can watch others eat."

"Sick."

"Song Yan covered his lips with his hand, feigning a few coughs, overwhelmed with emotion: 'Wuwuwuwu, brother, I'm about to be moved to death—you really care about me, how did you know I had a cold?'"

"You have a cold?' Lu Yuchu was initially concerned, but seeing he was faking, he couldn't be bothered to argue, and his gaze drifted back to the distance."

"Jiang Liangjin had already taken his sister downstairs; Song Yusui didn't know where he'd run off to, while Mu Nian, Mu Xi, and Mu Xin were chatting nearby."

"Lu Yuchu listened and listened, then zoned out; his peripheral vision unintentionally swept over the nearby table where a few young people were huddled, whispering something, their expressions showing a hint of ill-intentioned excitement."

"He didn't pay attention, was about to withdraw his gaze, when he heard a voice not too low drift over: 'Young Master Jiang's today counts as semi-public, right? The Mu family side seems not to object either.'"

"Object to what? The two families have long been in tacit agreement; all that's left is to go through the formalities."

"That's true, but seriously, Young Master Jiang's fate is really good—he was born well, everything's good; what regrets could his life still have?"

"What are you jealous about? That's called matching families; both sides are willing—what right do you have to criticize here?"

"What did I say? I'm just sighing; I didn't say they're unsuitable."

"A few people laughed softly together."

"Lu Yuchu furrowed his brows, wondering how such people could still be present at this kind of event."

"Those young people didn't notice, continued chatting and laughing; the topic had shifted from 'whether they're a good match' to 'what exactly does the Mu family's little princess see in Jiang Liangjin?'"

"He's handsome, his family background is good, they've grown up together since childhood, know each other's roots—wouldn't you be moved?"

"What's the use of being moved? They don't even look at you."

"I'm just curious—you say Jiang Liangjin, aside from family background and looks, what else does he have?"

"You say that—aren't family background and looks enough?"

"I'm talking about inner qualities—do you understand? His personality is so cold, he hardly speaks; wouldn't the Mu family's little princess find it boring being with him?"

"They're cold to you, but not to others—didn't you see that look on stage just now, as if they wanted to pull out their heart?"

"That may be… but compared to Young Master Lu, he's still lacking, right? It's said Young Master Lu didn't rely on a penny from his family."

"Don't say that nonsense—Young Master Jiang and Young Master Lu get along well; don't stir trouble."

"Lu Yuchu heard the unique nickname for his sister, his brow twitched slightly, and he finally turned his head toward the direction of the speaker."

"They were a few young faces, looking like juniors from some family, accompanying elders to see the world, seated toward the back, probably not having squeezed into the inner circle."

"The speaking young man still had a bit of student air on his face, currently holding a wine cup and chatting freely with the person beside him."

"Lu Yuchu pushed his chair back and stood up."

"Song Yan looked up at him: 'Where are you going?'"

"To get some air."

"Those young people were chatting enthusiastically, not noticing someone approaching."

"It's not that Young Master Lu is bad; it's just that I feel Young Master Jiang's today's scale is a bit over the top—he's sixteen and already taking charge of both families, can he handle it? If he messes up, it won't be just his own face that's lost."

"The person beside him tugged his sleeve, unusually wary: 'Keep your voice down—this place is full of Jiang family people.'"

"What's there to fear? I didn't say anything wrong.' The young man was unconcerned, adding, 'Besides, I don't rely on the Jiang family for a living, and our family's business has no dealings with the Jiang clan."

"That's how it is, but…"

"But what?' The young man lifted his head, with a touch of youthful bravado: 'You're just too cautious, afraid to speak the truth. Young Master Jiang, frankly, is just lucky—he was born well."

"If we really talk about ability, I think he's still not as good as Young Master Lu—Young Master Lu has real talent! You all know his parents' status, plus his brother Song Yusui built this scale from zero—who can compare?"

Lu Yuchu stood behind him, having heard the last sentence.

Several young men caught sight of someone approaching out of the corner of their eyes, instinctively looked up, and their Smile froze instantly: "Lu, Lu Shao?"

Lu Yuchu lowered his gaze to look at him, his face showing little Expression, his tone also flat: "What's your name?"

The young man's face flushed red, he opened his mouth but couldn't utter a word.

The person beside him spoke up to smooth things over: "Lu Shao, he's drunk and talking nonsense, don't take it to heart."

"I didn't ask you." Lu Yuchu's gaze remained fixed on the young man's face.

The young man finally found his voice; listening closely, one could still hear a hint of shyness: "I, I am..."

"Forget it, I don't want to know." Lu Yuchu lost all interest: "Just now you said I'm stronger than Jiang Liangjin?"

The young man hadn't expected him to hear that, and for a moment didn't know how to respond.

Lu Yuchu stared at him for two seconds, his tone cool: "You can gossip about me and Jiang Liangjin all you like, I don't mind, but don't use my sister as fodder."