Chapter 485: Showing Off, Showing Off

Mu Nian put away the documents, "That's a pity; if you need anything later, just say so."

Jiang Liangjin politely responded, "Okay, thank you, big brother."

Mu Youyu unusually didn't interject.

Mu Nian turned to leave, but Yan Yuejiu came down from upstairs, took his arm and led him toward the dining room, "Niannian, Youbao and the others just got back; let them rest first, don't talk about work as soon as they return."

"Got it, I wasn't talking about work." Mu Nian was dragged away, his eyes hinting at helplessness, but the corners of his mouth curved up.

Grandpa Mu shook his head, inwardly very pleased to see the younger generation being intimate.

These days, the top-scoring college entrance exam candidates nationwide have been exposed; the threshold of the Mu family's old residence almost got trampled.

Relatives, friends, and business partners coming to congratulate streamed in endlessly; Grandpa Mu had grown accustomed to such occasions.

But whenever he thought of his precious granddaughter's grades, the man seated in the place of honor still couldn't help but grin foolishly, boasting to anyone about his descendants' achievements.

Occasionally Grandpa Jiang kept him company, occasionally chiming in; the two elders played off each other.

Mu Youyu hid in the upstairs painting studio, using the excuse of catching up on work to avoid most of the social obligations.

On June 30th, Nanfeng High School jointly with the four major conglomerates of C City held a grand birthday banquet for Song Lujing.

Basically, Nanfeng's side mainly wanted to use this occasion to openly flaunt the college entrance exam results of Mu Youyu, Jiang Liangjin, and Mu Xi.

Exactly, they haven't shown off enough these days.

"……"

The sky hadn't fully brightened yet, and Song Lujing's phone started vibrating nonstop.

He turned over, buried his face in the pillow, pulled the blanket over his head, pretending to hear nothing.

Unfortunately, the phone's vibration frequency far outlasted his patience, buzzing every few minutes, "……"

Annoyed, Song Lujing reached out with closed eyes, felt around the bedside for a while, finally pressed the hot object, "…… who?"

From the other end came a burst of noisy laughter, followed by Han Mo's signature loud voice: "Song Brother! Why aren't you up yet? The sun's already scorching your butt!"

Song Lujing found it noisy, moved the phone away, squinted at the screen: it was 7:10 a. m.

"Damn it, who told you to call me."

Han Mo showed no fear, "Who's to blame if you didn't set silent? It was Xi Ge who told me to call you! He ordered me to get you up by ten, or else I'll upset Grandma Song!"

Hearing "Xi Ge", Song Lujing's anger subsided by half, but since the caller wasn't Mu Xi, his remaining anger flared up again: "Idiot, look what time it is now!"

"It's 7:10! Isn't that before ten? Hehe, it's the first time I've gotten up this early on vacation; Song Brother, hurry up and praise me!"

"You're asking for it, I want to curse you, get lost." Song Lujing hung up without another word.

The outside light had indeed brightened, but Mr. Sun hadn't started working yet; it wasn't hot enough to scorch buttocks.

Song Lujing lifted a corner of the blanket, sat on the bed for a while, hair sticking up, collar askew.

He looked as if he'd been forcibly dragged out of a long hibernation.

He swore inwardly he'd never stay up until 5 a. m. again; he must adjust his schedule.

The phone vibrated again; this time a message from Mu Xi: 【Are you up?】

Song Lujing replied that he had just gotten up, then slowly got out of bed, went to the bathroom, and while brushing his teeth glanced at the family group chat.

The messages had already scrolled past nearly two hundred, mostly red packets and greetings from elders.

He casually opened a few, didn't check the amounts, scrolled straight to the bottom, and replied with a period to acknowledge receipt.

After changing clothes and going downstairs, he found several people already seated in the living room.

Great Aunt held an ironed formal outfit, seeing him come down she immediately went up to him: "Xiao Jing, try this on; I just got it back from the store yesterday—see if it fits."

Song Lujing glanced at the suit jacket, then looked at his mother's expectant eyes, and ultimately didn't say "Just throw something on."

"Okay." He took the jacket and put it on.

"Not bad, not bad," Great Aunt circled him, nodding satisfied, "I said this color suits you."

Song Lujing grunted, took off the jacket and draped it over his arm, then pulled out his phone and messaged the friends he'd agreed to game with this morning: 【On my way, I need to be at the birthday party by ten.】

The other side instantly replied with an emoji pack; one look and it was clear they'd pulled an all-nighter.

He couldn't be bothered to look, casually switched to the background.

Song LuXiao came downstairs holding a car key, saw his brother standing dazed in the living room center, paused, and said, "Didn't sleep well last night? Why are your under-eyes bruised?"

Song Lujing rubbed the skin under his eyes, "Played games too late."

"You really are something." Song LuXiao snatched an apple from the fruit tray on the coffee table and tossed it to him, taking a bite of another himself, "Eat some fruit to perk up; the banquet starts at ten, you still have time."

Song Lujing took the apple, turned it in his hand, didn't bite it, and put it back in the tray, "I'll sit in the car for a bit; they'll call me when they arrive."

Song LuXiao handed him the key, "Hold onto it."

"Oh."

Having said that, he grabbed the jacket from the sofa and headed out; Song LuXiao watched his retreating back and shook his head.

Great Aunt turned around and discovered the person was missing, "Eh? Where's Xiao Jing? He hasn't even had breakfast yet—this I made myself……"

Song LuXiao silently slipped into the study.

Song Lujing sat in the passenger seat, inserted the key, set the air conditioning to lowest, and let the cool wind blow on his face for a while before feeling a bit clearer-headed.

He sent a message to the small group: 【Let's go to Blue Apricot's place, play until nine-thirty then leave.】

The others in the group all replied "Received," followed by a long string of exclamation marks.

In the blink of an eye he was eighteen……

Song Lujing stared at the steering wheel, turned his eyeballs, and smoothly switched to the driver's seat.

Mu Youyu arrived at the banquet venue; it was already 9:30 a. m.

The venue for Song Lujing's birthday banquet was familiar—it was the same hotel where she had held her birthday party in April.

She wore a simple little dress; earlier in the family group chat, the Song family members said that aside from Song Yan being busy with a drama, everyone else would attend.

On the Mu Family's side, besides Mu Xianyan who is constantly running around the world and does not attend any occasions, only Mu Yichen and Mu Yichi took leave and did not come.

The hotel was elaborately decorated by Nan Feng and the four major conglomerates working together.

A red lantern hung above the door, flashing with the words "Warmly celebrating the eighteenth birthday of Young Master Song Lujing", blinking on and off.

Several staff members at the entrance scattered flower petals, pointing with their hands at a display board and murmuring, "Welcome, welcome, please come inside."

A red carpet stretched from the entrance deep into the banquet hall, with a large display board related to the college entrance exam standing at the doorway, both sides filled with flowers and lamp posts.

The characters "Mu Youyu, 750" on the display board took up one-third of its area, the font and color especially eye-catching, firmly holding the attention of every guest who had just arrived for a few seconds.