novelraw Chapter 506: Self-inflicted Consequences (4)
Chapter 506: Self-inflicted Consequences (4)
Qiao Mo’s cheeks flushed a bit more: "Sweet talker."But no matter what, hearing his explanation lifted her mood significantly.
Fu Nancheng gently held her as he spoke again: "I need to find her, just to understand why she didn’t come seven years ago. If she has been waiting for me, then it was me who broke the promise from before. I owe her an explanation, to clear things up."
"Really?" Qiao Mo retorted.
"Of course it’s true... I don’t even know what kind of spell you’ve put on me; I have no thoughts left for anyone else." He gently tapped her small nose.
"Hmph, good that you know." Qiao Mo snorted lightly, but the shadows in her heart had already dispersed.
...
A few days later, on Saturday evening.
This day marked the birthday banquet of the old master of the Fu family, which was Fu Nancheng’s grandfather’s birthday celebration.
What Qiao Mo did not expect was that the old master had actually sent her an invitation too.
Having come, she might as well stay. However, Qiao Mo could somewhat guess his intent, nothing more than wanting to meet her, and then persuade her to retreat.
Inside the black Mercedes-Benz.
Fu Nancheng’s large hand gently encompassed her small hand, saying softly, "Don’t be afraid."
She responded with a smile: "What would I be afraid of?"
More than half an hour later, the car slowly parked at the Imperial Haosen Hotel.
The hotel’s entrance was at least a dozen meters high, with a massive plaque, even though it was just early evening, it already appeared resplendent.
A vivid red carpet was laid out extensively, with neatly lined black tuxedo-clad waitstaff and bodyguards intersecting, exuding grandeur.
However, the hotel’s security was very tight, and the inspection of invitations was extremely rigorous, evidently a class above ordinary banquets.
When Qiao Mo walked into the banquet hall with Fu Nancheng, she looked around.
The entire banquet hall was divided into two levels, upstairs and downstairs, with the curved staircase also adorned with a red carpet, champagne, beauties, glasses clinking.
Qiao Mo thought, judging by the scale of the event, even if Qiao Dehou were still around, he probably wouldn’t make the guest list due to his insufficient status.
As soon as they entered, many people’s gazes turned towards them.
The men’s eyes seemed to be fixed on Qiao Mo, carrying a hint of appraisal and admiration.
Fu Nancheng’s brows furrowed slightly, the chill around him intensified.
"Isn’t that Mr. Fu...?"
"I think it is? But who’s the one beside him? Could it be the Chen family’s daughter? Truly a match made in heaven."
The soft whispering around them made Chen Shiqing’s face particularly unsightly. Any joy from Fu Nancheng’s appearance vanished completely upon seeing Qiao Mo.
"Mom! This is Grandpa Fu’s birthday banquet, why did they invite Qiao Mo! Isn’t this intentionally making me look bad!" Chen Shiqing said through gritted teeth.
Mrs. Chen gently held her hand, patting the back of it: "Shi Qing, you’re still so impatient. How many times have I told you not to be hasty."
"There’s only three days until the engagement banquet, and Nancheng is still circling around that vixen, not even sparing me a glance. How can I remain calm? If Grandpa Fu can’t sway Nancheng and eventually allows him to marry Qiao Mo, then what am I supposed to do!"
Chen Shiqing was a bit worried. After all, Fu Nancheng wasn’t someone who would easily let others dictate his marriage matters.
Moreover, no one really knew how much influence he had now. Grandpa Fu couldn’t push him too hard, fearing it might backfire.