My Dragon Baby and Billionaire Husband

Chapter 883: Fateful Conflict 2

Words can be terrifying, and the atmosphere of the banquet hall was eerie, leaving no place for Qu Liushang.

Qu Liushang put down his glass and stood up.

Every move he made was watched by countless eyes.

He calmly walked up to Si Mingjing and said boldly, "Mingjing, we’ll meet next month."

What important event next month would make Qu Liushang and Si Mingjing meet?

Si Mingjing stood up, smiling warmly, "Mr. Qu, I believe in fate. Since Master Huixian says our destinies clash, we should avoid meeting as much as possible in the future; I still want to live a few more years."

"You’re always so blunt; I’ve long since gotten used to it. It’s said that those who are favored are fearless. We’ll see each other next month."

With that, Qu Liushang left.

Si Mingjing frowned; Qu Liushang’s confident tone displeased her.

She looked at Mo Yinhe beside her, her eyes questioning—what’s happening next month?

Mo Yinhe patted her on the shoulder, saying, "I’ll tell you later."

He stood up to see the guest off, with impeccable manners.

He deliberately walked Qu Liushang to the gate of the Ye family estate.

At that moment, a number of media friends were still gathered at the gate. When the reporters saw Mo Yinhe and Qu Liushang coming out, they rushed up, eager to interview them.

Mo Yinhe gave a signal to his subordinate by his side, without the guard stopping the reporters.

Soon, the two of them were surrounded by journalists, leaving no room to breathe.

Mo Yinhe accepted the interview with the journalists, amicable yet helpless: "Qu Liushang and I have been friends for many years. I wanted to have a few more drinks tonight, but unexpectedly, Master Huixian visited and reminded me that my good brother and my wife are fated to conflict, so it’s best if they don’t share a table. To prevent me from being embarrassed, my good brother took the initiative to leave; we’ll have to meet again in the future."

After saying this, Mo Yinhe gave Qu Liushang an apologetic look and said, "How about I host next time?"

Qu Liushang forced a smile and, suppressing his anger, said, "Fine, we’ll meet again another day."

"Thank you for understanding. I’ve already lost once and can’t afford any more accidents, or else I wouldn’t take Master Huixian’s words so seriously." Mo Yinhe, full of genuine gratitude, played along with the situation.

The reporters comprehended well: this king of the Undersea Empire and the Crown Princess Consort of Crown Prince Yinhe’s lives were a clash of fate, so it wasn’t suitable for them to be in the same room. For his beloved wife, Mo Yinhe could only send Qu Liushang away.

This made for a great headline, something the reporters could work with.

Qu Liushang said nothing more and walked past the excited reporters to the row of imposing black cars parked at the estate gate.

Mo Yinhe gestured.

Fengjue stepped forward, saying, "Your Excellency."

"Follow him and see where he goes."

Fengjue nodded: "Yes."

Mo Yinhe added, "If he suddenly disappears along the way, let me know."

Mo Yinhe suspected that Qu Liushang had traveled via a portal, otherwise, there was no way Qu Liushang’s arrival in the Imperial Capital of A Country would escape his notice. He wanted to verify his hunch and instructed Fengjue to follow up.

Fengjue rubbed his ring phone, activated the Skynet system of A Country’s Imperial Capital, and focused on the surveillance tracking Qu Liushang’s motorcade. Five minutes into the journey, the car was still visible at the previous checkpoint, but the subsequent checkpoint showed no record of the car passing through.

Fengjue patiently waited another ten minutes, yet there was still no record of the car passing through.

By this time, Mo Yinhe had returned to the banquet hall, clinking glasses and drinking with others.

Fengjue walked over, stood beside Mo Yinhe, and nodded.

The meaning was clear: it disappeared midway.

After Mo Yinhe finished exchanging pleasantries, Fengjue approached: "Your Excellency, I’ve already dispatched someone to investigate that section."

"No need, it’s definitely traveled through the portal. That thing is indeed fascinating, capable of traveling hundreds of miles in an instant." Mo Yinhe was enamored with high-tech, currently most intrigued by Qu Liushang’s portal.

Fengjue was also intrigued, "Your Excellency, if we also had this technology, there’d be no need for planes anymore, and you could return to Atlantis, handle affairs during the day, and accompany the Crown Princess at Mu Continent in the evening."

Just as Fengjue finished speaking, Mo Yinhe shot him a look full of exasperation: "You think there’s no time difference between the two places."

Fengjue chuckled, "Regardless, it really is fascinating."

"Indeed."

If he had a portal, he wouldn’t have to choose between his career and his wife. He wouldn’t have to accompany Mingjing in Mu Continent every day, only handling affairs remotely. They could even resume living in Yecheng, and whenever Mingjing wanted to go to Mu Continent, it would be as easy as going out for a walk. He was eager to acquire portal technology.

Ye Siyuan and Si Lisao were toasting at each table, and after the toasts, they returned to the main table for a meal.

Ye Siyuan curiously asked Ye Shen, "What’s going on? Why did Master Huixian suddenly show up and say that Qu Liushang and sister-in-law’s astrological signs are incompatible?"

Such coincidental events led Ye Siyuan to suspect that someone must be orchestrating behind the scenes.

Ye Siyuan asked quietly, "Was it sister-in-law’s idea?"

Ye Shen snorted, "That kid ruined your wedding last time, and this time he dared to come again. My brother is fed up with him. He deliberately showed up at the door in front of so much media, forcing my brother not to shut him out. Of course, sister-in-law had to find a way to get rid of him. Haha, sister-in-law is so smart. I’ll contact the media to spread Master Huixian’s words, let the entire world know that Qu Liushang and sister-in-law’s astrological signs don’t match and that they’re fated to clash. It’s hilarious!"

Ye Siyuan also laughed, "It’s brilliant of sister-in-law to think of that. I saw his face turn green with anger when he left, but his attendance at my wedding was truly... unlucky!"

Si Mingjing did not laugh. She continued to ponder Qu Liushang’s words during the farewell and asked Si Lisao, who had just sat down for a bite, "Brother, what event does Qu Liushang have next month?"

"Hmm." Si Lisao’s reserved voice confirmed it, just as he was about to explain, someone came over with a glass of wine, and Si Lisao had to stop and raise his glass for a toast.

The person who came over was Lin Hanfeng.

Lin Hanfeng didn’t know Si Lisao’s identity, casually patting Si Lisao’s shoulder, "Nephew-in-law, I hear you’re in the service industry. What specific line of service are you in? Any interest in collaborating?"

This was an exclusive report in a certain magazine.

Ye Siyuan pressed her fingers to her temple, "Uncle-in-law, my husband’s service industry is unlike any ordinary service industry. There’s no room for collaboration with your group."

Lin Hanfeng said, "You little girl, you’ve just married and you’re already siding with others? Your dad and I have many collaborations, so what’s wrong with talking business with your husband? Besides, didn’t I arrange tonight’s wedding for you single-handedly?"

The Lin Family’s business spans many fields, including globally renowned wedding planning companies.

Ye Siyuan’s wedding was entrusted to the Lin Family to organize, and it was high-end, grand, and upscale.

Ye Siyuan didn’t regard Lin Hanfeng as an outsider and playfully stuck out her tongue, "My husband manages a country."