novelraw Chapter 90 I Don't Want This Hand Anymore
Chapter 90 I Don't Want This Hand Anymore
As an Omega from a noble family, Wen Shumu should be very familiar with social occasions such as banquets and balls, but in reality, he has never attended one.
However, being in that environment, he had absorbed some of the information and knew the general process.
Balls usually require people to attend in pairs, especially those hosted by nobles. It would be quite embarrassing for an Omega to be without a companion. However, a dinner hosted by a fashion brand like tonight is much more casual, without all those messy rules.
With Ling Suyu absent, Wen Shumu had no one to accompany him and was unwilling to casually team up with others.
After lunch, he told Xiao Jin about attending the dinner party.
Xiao Jin, who was yawning, immediately perked up upon hearing the news, his expression revealing unprecedented excitement.
He directly hung up the row of gorgeous clothes that Allison had specified to keep, picked out a few pieces, and had Wen Shumu try them on one by one.
Wen Shumu couldn't help but admire Allison's foresight.
When she tried on the last item, Xiao Jin's eyes lit up: "This is it!"
Wen Shumu tugged at his sleeve suspiciously: "Are you sure?"
This outfit is completely different from his usual style; it's far too extravagant.
Xiao Jin said solemnly, "I'm sure, absolutely sure!"
Seeing his determination, Wen Shumu let him go.
It's not a masquerade ball, so it doesn't matter what we wear; nobody knows anyone.
*
The banquet was scheduled for the largest banquet hall in Tilan Castle, the main city of Flora.
At 6 p.m., the guests boarded the hovercars and drove away from the city center.
Tilan Castle sits on a hillside in the northwest of Flora's main city, with its blue roofs and white walls, exuding an imposing presence. Twenty years ago, it was the private residence of a marquis. After the marquis's death, the castle was acquired by a hotel group and transformed into a luxurious venue for large banquets.
Under Komo's command, the spherical camera began operating inside the hovercar.
[Suddenly starting a broadcast?!]
[Isn't it supposed to officially start tomorrow?!]
【Oh my god, why is everyone wearing Imperial uniforms?!】
[So pleasing to the eye! It's so good for my eyes!]
[I must say, the Imperial's formal attire is absolutely gorgeous, so splendid.]
[Help! Isn't that Mumu sitting alone in the corner? I'm not seeing things, am I?]
[Mumu's mom fans say you read that right...]
[Ahhhhhh, this is amazing!]
[Marshal, come back quickly! Your wife is dressed so beautifully and you weren't there!]
Wen Shumu clutched the mask in his hand and turned his head slightly uncomfortably when he saw the camera flying straight towards him.
He hadn't faced a camera in a long time, and today's style was completely different from before, so he was a little embarrassed.
Jiang Hong was taking selfies like crazy. He wasn't shy at all in front of the camera and even went up to the camera to greet people and interact with the viewers in the live stream.
Hi everyone, I've never worn clothes like this before. What do you think of them?
【nice!!!】
This light yellow dress jacket really suits Hongbao; it makes her skin look so fair.
Jiang Hong smiled and said, "Since I can't see your replies, I'll assume you all think it's good."
He covered his mouth with one hand and said, "I'll let you in on a little secret, but I think Brother Mu looks absolutely gorgeous today."
He was trying his best to interact, while Jiang Xun quietly put on his headphones.
Jiang Hong: "..."
Don't think he didn't see it!
When the guests arrived at the castle, the moon was high in the dark night sky, and many luxury hovercars were already parked to the side.
The glamorous guests are entering the castle one after another.
"Please put on your masks before getting off the bus," Ke Mo said.
Wen Wei handed her mask to Ye Jingxi and lowered her head to adjust the flower pinned to her chest, which matched the color of her light blue dress.
After tidying up, he looked up at Ye Jingxi without moving.
Ye Jingxi understood and smiled faintly as she helped Wen Wei put on the mask.
Wen Shumu happened to see this scene, his eyes dimmed slightly, he put on his mask and was the first to get out of the car.
He followed the crowd toward the castle, registered at the entrance, and then followed the signs into the banquet hall.
The banquet hall was resplendent with gold, and the walls were adorned with magnificent and solemn murals of the sun, symbolizing the empire. Elegant and romantic classical music filled the air, accompanied by the sound of leather shoes and high heels on the marble floor.
Everyone wore exquisite masks and were scattered throughout the banquet hall, creating a scene of extravagant revelry.
As soon as Wen Shumu entered, he keenly noticed that many people were looking at him.
An expensive leather sofa sat in the corner, and Ying Xingfei clinked glasses with the director of one of the organizers of the banquet.
The director's upper face was covered by a mask, and only his fawning smile could be seen.
At this moment, all his attention was drawn to the Omega who had just entered the banquet hall, and he didn't even have time to pay attention to the Ying Group's heir whom he needed to please.
The flaxen-brown Omega wore a magnificent silver mask and a deep purple satin court-style dress. The center of the lace collar of the shirt was adorned with an extremely exquisite purple gemstone, which looked priceless.
He didn't need to show his face at all; just standing there alone, he exuded an invisible sense of aloofness, as if no one present could catch his eye.
There were many people dressed more glamorously than him at the event, but his charisma was truly rare.
The director murmured, "This must be an Omega from some great noble family..."
Otherwise, it would be difficult to have this kind of temperament.
Ying Xingfei naturally knew who it was. He looked around but didn't see the person he wanted to see, so he stopped paying attention to the scene.
Luxury brand dinners differ from banquets hosted by the aristocracy; they inevitably feature celebrities and allow photography.
The production crew's cameras blended in seamlessly.
Wen Shumu found an inconspicuous pillar and stood down.
The music switched to lively dance tunes, and everyone invited their dance partners to come in and dance.
In the bustling crowd, Wen Shumu spotted Wen Wei and Ye Jingxi. Ye Jingxi, being a Federation citizen, wasn't very good at dancing the Empire's ballroom dances and stepped on Wen Wei's feet a few times.
At the edge of the crowd, Ludwig looked at Chu Zhao with a hesitant expression. Wen Shumu guessed that he wanted to invite Chu Zhao to dance.
Around a long table laden with desserts, the Jiang brothers were surrounded by a group of people taking photos with them.
Even if top celebrities wear masks, they will still be recognized.
In the glitz and glamour of the night, everything before my eyes resembled a grand carnival, except for one person who stood out from the crowd.
Despite the noise and bustle around him, an indescribable sense of loneliness lingered in Wen Shumu's heart.
I miss my brother.
I want to so much.
"Just you?" A deliberately suppressed, low-pitched voice suddenly appeared in my ear.
Wen Shumu looked up and saw an Alpha with a slicked-back hairstyle standing to his left. The eyes visible under the mask looked him up and down, and then a satisfied smile appeared on his face.
He took another step forward, getting even closer to Wen Shumu: "You're very much my type. How about we dance together?"
Wen Shumu said coldly, "No, I'm not interested."
Faced with such a clear rejection, the slick-haired Alpha's smile faded considerably: "Which family's Omega are you? I can give you another chance. After all, it's a masquerade ball, so it's normal that you don't know I'm from the Jeffrandana family."
Wen Shumu took a step back, not even glancing at him again: "Never heard of it."
"You?!" The slick-haired Alpha's features contorted in anguish. "I rarely invite people out on my own initiative, don't be ungrateful!"
As he spoke, he reached out to pull Wen Shumu.
Wen Shumu was caught off guard, not expecting him to be so shameless, continuing to harass him even after being rejected.
The hand was about to grab Wen Shumu's arm when it suddenly stopped in mid-air.
"ah--"
The slick-haired Alpha suddenly let out a cry of pain.
A large hand wearing a sapphire diamond ring grabbed his wrist, the veins on the back of the hand bulging, clearly using considerable force.
"You don't want this hand anymore?"
As the familiar, cool voice rang out, Wen Shumu suddenly looked up.