novelraw Chapter 91 His Chapter Arrives
Chapter 91 His Chapter Arrives
The greasy-haired Alpha's head was buzzing with pain, and he felt as if his wrists had been crushed.
"Let me go!" He was sweating profusely, staring angrily at the tall, black-haired Alpha in front of him. "You've offended the Jeffrandana family! You're asking for trouble!"
The black-haired Alpha wore a mask. Although he was also an Alpha, he was half a head taller than him. However, his height was secondary; his aura was clearly different from that of ordinary people.
"The Jeffrandana family?" The black-haired Alpha's lips curled into a mocking smile. "The Jeffrandana family, who've been holed up on Flora for generations, making their fortune by reselling art?"
He let go of her hand, and then, as if disgusted, took out a handkerchief and wiped his palm.
Wen Shumu stared blankly at the black-haired Alpha, his eyes swirling with unspoken emotions.
Is he dreaming? The person he was thinking about just a second ago suddenly appeared right in front of him.
[Ahhhhh, it's Marshal Ling!]
[Jeffardana is doomed. He harassed Mumu and got caught red-handed by the Marshal.]
[Hilarious! Even the great nobles of the Imperial Star wouldn't dare speak to Marshal Ling like that to his face.]
He's so deserving of a punch; I want to jump into the screen and give him one.
The slick-haired Alpha, relying on his family being natives of the planet Flora and possessing some influence, often bullies minor celebrities. He came to the luxury brand gala with this purpose in mind, but it seems he has bitten off more than he can chew.
This violent man didn't take the Jeffrandana family seriously at all, just like the Omega he had his eye on.
The slick-haired Alpha, concerned with his image, forced himself to straighten his back and stubbornly retorted, "We're just discovering excellent works of art. What do you, a rude person, know? Even His Majesty the Emperor and Marshal Ling's family have oil paintings in their collections, all from Jefferson."
Ling Suyu raised an eyebrow slightly, looked at Wen Shumu, and her eyes softened abruptly: "Does our family have the collection he mentioned?"
Wen Shumu unconsciously smiled and actually thought for a moment: "There are quite a few oil paintings in the corridor, but I'm not sure which one they belong to. I'll have to ask the butler."
Their tone was casual, but the slick-haired Alpha gradually felt a chill run down his spine.
He looked up again to take a closer look at the two people in front of him, and was suddenly surprised to find that their outlines looked so much like Marshal Ling and Young Master Wen.
Even if he didn't watch "Love's Star Journey," he had at least heard about it from the news and seen many of their photos.
The two of them wouldn't even spare him a glance.
The moment Ling Suyu looked at Wen Shumu, he could no longer look away.
The same is true for Wenshumu.
The slick-haired Alpha's arrogance vanished, his face turned pale, and he nervously tried to explain, only to be met with a cold "Get lost."
He had long heard of Ling Suyu's fearsome reputation among the nobility and was afraid of implicating his family. He still tried desperately to curry favor with him, but was dragged away by the guards who had been standing guard nearby.
His mouth was covered, and he couldn't make a sound. He disappeared silently from the banquet.
With the eyesore finally gone, Ling Suyu smiled and opened her arms to Wen Shumu.
"Xiao Mu, I'm back."
Wen Shumu quickly buried herself in the familiar, lightly scented embrace, and the loneliness in her heart vanished in that instant.
His lover returned to his side.
Ling Suyu tightened her arms around the Omega and lowered her head to gently kiss the top of his head.
[Waaaaah, they've been separated for almost half a month, and they've finally met again.]
[Mumu looked so gloomy when she was alone just now, but now she's suddenly cheerful.]
[After all, my husband is here, how could I not be happy!]
[Why are you kissing my head? We've been apart for so long, shouldn't we kiss first? Marshal, don't be so formal.]
I agree.
Wen Shumu had so much he wanted to say to Ling Suyu, but with cameras flying by in the distance, he chose the one that was easiest to say at the moment.
"Brother, aren't you supposed to arrive tomorrow?"
Ling Suyu's gaze was as deep as moonlight, filled with tender emotions: "I found a shortcut and arrived ahead of schedule."
As a flagship warship, the Melville was much faster than ordinary warships, and its calculation system was also more advanced. Under the constant supervision of Marshal Ling, who was emitting black smoke, the soldiers responsible for the calculation quickly found a shorter route through the turbulence.
The production team had informed Ling Suyu of today's schedule, and he immediately changed into a formal suit as soon as he left the airport. By then, the guests had already arrived at the venue.
Ling Suyu watched the live stream from the arriving hovercar.
When he saw Wen Shumu, his brow furrowed slightly, and a sense of anxiety arose in his heart.
Xiao Mu's condition was clearly not right.
The hovercar traveled along the winding mountain road; for safety reasons, it could not accelerate any further.
Ling Suyu was extremely anxious, but fortunately, Tilan Castle was only halfway up the mountain, and they arrived in no time.
Upon entering the banquet hall, even though Wen Shumu was hiding in an extremely inconspicuous place, Ling Suyu still spotted him at a glance.
"I saw him harassing you when I came over," Ling Suyu said coldly.
Upon learning that Ling Suyu had traveled a long and arduous journey to get here, Wen Shumu was overjoyed and had almost forgotten about the person from earlier.
He smiled and said, "It's alright, there are so many people here, and there are guards."
If Ling Suyu hadn't come, that slick-haired Alpha would probably have been captured by the disguised guards who were mingling nearby in the next second.
The lively dance music ended, and the music became soothing, like a babbling brook, dreamlike and ethereal.
The once brightly lit banquet hall dimmed to match the music, seemingly providing a romantic space for all sorts of private matters.
The dancers changed in the middle of the performance, with many couples entering and embracing, swaying gently to the soft music.
Wen Shumu grasped Ling Suyu's hand and whispered in his ear, "Let's go."
In the dimly lit corner, Ling Suyu's icy blue eyes resembled top-grade sapphires, deep and serene, as he nodded with a smile.
Wen Shumu took his hand and walked quickly towards the door. After leaving the banquet hall, they walked faster and faster until they started running.
The servants at the castle gate only saw two figures rush out, bringing with them a slight breeze.
The air was filled with the sweet scent of strawberries and the crisp aroma of melting snow.
Of course, only they can smell each other.
Having escaped the crowd and the flying cameras, the two stopped at the outer wall of the castle.
Wen Shumu leaned against the granite wall, catching his breath, then raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a very bright smile.
The pale moonlight shone through the gaps in the branches and leaves onto the Omega's face. The silver mask concealed his smiling eyebrows, but Ling Suyu could still imagine it.
He just watched Wen Shumu quietly, a slight smile playing on his lips.
A moment later, Ling Suyu slowly raised his hand and touched the fair cheek he had missed for so long.
He moved his hand back and stopped at the edge of the mask.
Ling Suyu's gaze softened, and then she gently removed the ornate mask covering Wen Shumu's face.
Then, he was captivated by a pair of smiling, light brown eyes.