novelraw Chapter 129 Differences in Status
Chapter 129 Differences in Status
Allison said, "Of course, no problem. It all depends on you and the Marshal."
Wen Shumu then confirmed with Wen Wei that his schedule was available, and then sent a message to Ling Suyu to inform him of this.
Allison suddenly became serious: "Mr. Wen is your friend. This is the first time the manor has hosted this type of guest. I need to make proper preparations."
Wen Shumu recalled scenes of guests eating together in the past, saying, "Brother Wen prefers spicy food."
Allison nodded to indicate that he understood and hurried towards the kitchen.
Wen Shumu went back to her room to choose clothes to wear for her afternoon painting session.
My brother will probably wear a very formal marshal's uniform, so he can't dress too plainly.
He picked out a few suitable items, thinking he would let Wen Wei choose when he came in the afternoon.
Just as she finished making her selections and came out of the dressing room, she bumped into Ling Suyu, who had just opened the bedroom door.
Wen Shumu was slightly taken aback, then quickly looked down at the time; it was only 10:30.
Ling Suyu left at nine o'clock, which means that, excluding the half hour spent traveling to and from the meeting and some other miscellaneous time, Ling Suyu's meeting should have lasted less than an hour.
Ling Suyu noticed Wen Shumu's surprise: "It's just a routine report from the legion, nothing particularly noteworthy to discuss, and it will be over soon."
Wen Shumu laughed and said, "I thought it would be at least past eleven o'clock."
"Why are you dressed so lightly?" Ling Suyu frowned slightly when he saw that the Omega was only wearing a white short-sleeved shirt.
He stepped forward, picked up the coat that Wen Shumu had thrown on the chair, and draped it over his shoulders.
Wen Shumu said, "I just went to try on some clothes. I'm fine now, much better."
Ling Suyu had him take his temperature again to make sure he didn't have a fever before he felt relieved.
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At 2 p.m., a luxury hovercar stopped right on time at the manor gate.
Looking at the uniformed soldiers standing on either side of the gate outside the car window, Wen Wei exclaimed, "Wow!" and said, "No wonder this is where the marshal lives."
He was well-traveled and knowledgeable from a young age, and there was a time when he was particularly short of money. Therefore, he went to many noble homes to paint for them. Naturally, many of these mansions were just as luxurious as the manor in front of him, but the guards were never this strict.
Ye Jingxi nodded in agreement.
After the incident on Flora Star, he was always worried about leaving Wen Wei alone in the Empire.
He originally wanted Wen Wei to return to the Federation with him, but Wen Wei wanted to come to the Imperial Star to see an exhibition of paintings by a romantic art master.
Ye Jingxi simply took her annual leave and accompanied Wen Wei to Dixing, treating it as a vacation.
The soldiers at the gate knew that these were guests of the Marshal and his wife, so they did not make them get out of the car for a special security check. They simply used instruments to check whether there were any dangerous devices hidden inside the car, and let them through after confirming that it was safe.
The hovercar slowly traveled along the inner road, bypassing the central fountain of the plaza, and arrived in front of the platinum-colored main building.
Looking into the distance, Wen Wei saw several people standing at the entrance, with the Marshal and his wife at the head.
In fact, given Marshal Ling's status, there was no need for him to greet guests at the door, unless the guest was of the emperor's rank.
Wen Wei, living in an empire with significant class differences, was different from Ye Jingxi, who was used to freedom. He understood this kind of thing better, so when he saw them being so serious, he suddenly felt a sense of tension.
During the recording of the show, everyone stayed together, and Ling Suyu and Wen Shumu were both very easygoing and down-to-earth.
Now that we meet in private, this difference in status suddenly becomes very obvious.
Wen Wei even considered whether she should bow when she got off the car.
The hovercar slowly came to a stop in front of the crowd, and the guards immediately stepped forward to open the doors for the guests.
After Wen Wei got out of the car, Wen Shumu didn't give him a chance to hesitate and called out with a smile, "Brother Wen!"
Ye Jingxi got out of the car later. Wen Shumu guessed that he might be there as well, and when he saw him, he greeted him just as cheerfully.
Ling Suyu's expression was not exactly gentle, but it was not cold either. He nodded slightly to the two guests.
Wen Wei let out a barely perceptible sigh, and a smile returned to her face.
Beside him, Ye Jingxi glanced down at him.
He knew very well what Wen Wei had been thinking during that brief moment of silence in the car.
That quiet profile awakened memories deep within his heart, allowing his thoughts to travel through time, as if returning to the moment he first met Wen Wei.
At that time, he was invited to attend an academic forum at Dixing.
At that time, the great nobles were all concentrated on the Imperial Star, acting arbitrarily and arrogantly.
That night, after finishing his dinner party, he returned to his hotel and saw two people standing in the corridor as soon as he stepped out of the elevator.
An Alpha dressed in luxurious clothes held his head high, while a slender Beta opposite him, carrying art supplies, kept bowing and apologizing.
Ye Jingxi is a person who hates trouble, or rather, he is an indifferent person at heart.
During his time in the Empire, he had witnessed many instances of nobles oppressing commoners. He had no intention of getting involved in this mess and only wanted to conduct his business officially, attend the forum, and then return to the Federation.
Ye Jingxi walked towards the room, getting closer and closer to the two people.
His gaze involuntarily fell on the Beta with orange-brown hair.
The hair color is quite unusual; is it dyed?
He looks very young... probably just turned 18 not long ago.
Ye Jingxi brushed past them, the nobleman's reprimanding voice filling her ears. He seemed to be criticizing Beta's drawing, but his words gradually took a turn for the worse.
"How did you get those jobs if you painted like this? Just because you have a pretty face and a young body?"
The nobleman's voice was tinged with malicious mockery, recklessly insulting the pale-faced Beta before him.
He had only said two sentences when a gentle voice interrupted him.
"Sir."
The nobleman looked up and saw an Alpha dressed in a suit, wearing silver-rimmed glasses, exuding a scholarly and refined air that made one want to listen to him speak.
"Your eyelids cannot close completely, which may indicate facial nerve inflammation."
noble:???
"A crooked mouth and droopy eyes, and a shallowing of the nasolabial fold are important signs of facial vascular and nerve dysfunction."
"Facial swelling, sallow complexion, it's highly likely you have heart or kidney failure, plus anemia." Ye Jingxi squinted at him, then suddenly gave a professional smile to patients. "Instead of disturbing the peace with noise here, you should go to the hospital for a checkup as soon as possible."
"Who...who are you?!" The nobleman's brow furrowed with anger. "Are you a doctor? Don't spout nonsense!"
Ye Jingxi's smile was slightly cold as she pointed to a display board placed in the corridor opposite the elevator not far away.
The nobleman frowned as he glanced at it. The largest line of text read, "A warm welcome to the neurosurgical experts from various star systems who have traveled from afar!"
This display board was specially prepared by the hotel, and the organizers arranged for all the participating scholars to be on this floor.
Upon seeing the words, the nobleman's face immediately showed obvious panic. He no longer cared about scolding Beta and turned to run into the room.
Before the door closed, Ye Jingxi heard his shrill shout: "Quick, get the car ready, I need to go to the hospital!"