Private room No. 1. It was magnificent.
This private room was the largest and most luxurious in the entire Ecological Lily Garden Hotel. It was also a private room that only high officials and nobles could reserve. It covered an area of more than a hundred square meters, and there were specially selected attendants who provided the best service here.
At this time, the atmosphere in the entire private room was very good.
In addition to Su Yutong's family, there were also Su's father's four siblings and their family members, including Su Hanwei, the director of the Public Security Bureau of the High-tech Zone.
The huge round table with a diameter of six meters was large enough to seat 50 people. There were landscapes, small rockery, and flowing water on the table, which was unique. In the periphery, where the seats could reach, the automatic turntable was slightly rotating, and the delicacies on it were placed. The people sitting around the round table could eat them as soon as they stretched out their hands.
However, because the table was too big, it was a little inconvenient for the diners to communicate. The people sitting opposite each other were at least six meters away from each other, and their voices were too low to be heard.
A fair-skinned young man about 1.7 meters tall, with a slightly gloomy face that had been hollowed out by alcohol and women, sat in the main seat with a smug smile.
The others looked at this young man with a trace of fear in their eyes, and most of them had flattering smiles on their faces.
Su Yutong, who was dressed splendidly, was sitting next to this young man.
She had put on exquisite makeup, and under the perfect light of the private room, she looked like a jade beauty. Her skin was as fair as jade, and she was extremely beautiful.
However, as one of the stars of today's banquet, her expression was cold and without a smile. Most of the time, she lowered her head and didn't talk to anyone. Only when the young man next to her asked something did she respond perfunctorily.
This kind of attitude made people feel that this beauty was made of ice and snow, and it was not easy to strike up a conversation with her.
Ma Zhen pushed the door open, came in, and said to the fair-skinned young man, "Young Master Chen, that guy didn't give us face and didn't come over to propose a toast."
Previously, he took the initiative to say that he saw Su Yutong's ex-boyfriend and wanted to invite him over to propose a toast. As a result, he volunteered to invite him, but he came back empty-handed, so he felt a little embarrassed.
"He didn't give Young Master Chen face?"
"Wang Shiwu must be out of his mind."
"Didn't you say that Director Su is also here?"
The other young people at the dining table also spoke. Their words seemed to be fanning the flames. They were all Ma Zhen's scoundrel friends.
Ma Zhen was the son of the boss of a real estate company whose comprehensive strength was enough to rank in the top three in the city. He was a typical playboy. These young people were also similar. A few days ago, after "Young Master Chen" came to Baoji City, Ma Zhen got in touch with him through his father's connections.
In the past few days, he and these friends had taken "Young Master Chen" to eat, drink, and travel in the city. They catered to his tastes and did a lot of work, which was appreciated by Young Master Chen. It was also because of his father, Ma Mingyu.
Ma Mingyu, who was at the dining table, frowned slightly when she heard that.
In fact, he was not very satisfied with his son revealing the matter of Su Yutong's ex-boyfriend at this time. Then, he went to the other party's private room to provoke him. This was absolutely making trouble out of nothing and was not advisable.
Of course, Ma Mingyu's thought in this way was not out of sympathy for Wang Shiwu. He didn't care about the life and feelings of such a small potato at all. He was afraid that his son would overreach himself and arouse the disgust of "Young Master Chen".
Ma Zhen defended himself with an innocent look. "I said that Director Su was also there, and I also told him Young Master Chen's identity and status. But I didn't expect that there was a young man in that private room. I don't know where he came from, but he was very arrogant and insisted that Wang Shiwu should not come …"
He said it again with embellishment.
Seeing that the fair-faced young man's face was beginning to look a little unfriendly, Su Hanwei quickly changed the topic and said to ease the atmosphere, "It's all in the past. Since he doesn't want to come, forget it. Anyway, in the future, my Tongtong has nothing to do with him … Go on, don't let these things disturb the business."
The other relatives of the Su family, including the second aunt who took Su Yutong home that day, also hurriedly tried to smooth things over with a smile.
The fair-faced young man, Young Master Chen, smiled, picked up the wine glass, and drank the wine in it.
Only then did Su Hanwei and the others feel a little relieved, thinking that the matter was over.
Unexpectedly, after the young man finished the wine, he suddenly threw the wine glass on the table with a bang and said, "No wonder she kept a straight face all day and treated me coldly, as if she had treated me unfairly. It turns out that she has an old lover … Haha, how can your Su family fool me, Chen Shaohua, like this?"
As soon as he said that, the atmosphere in the private room quickly cooled down.
Su Hanwei was furious. "This" Young Master Chen "has gone too far. But when he thought of the other party's identity, he had to swallow his anger no matter how angry he was. Moreover, the Su family still needed the other party's help.
Su Yutong was not afraid of the angry young man beside her. Hearing that, she just stared blankly at the table in front of her, like a puppet without a soul. Her expression didn't change much.
Seeing Su Yutong's expression, Chen Shaohua was even more dissatisfied.
"Hahaha, there is no one that I, Chen Shaohua, can't invite … In this small Baoji City, no one who doesn't give me face has been born yet … Su Yutong, your ex-boyfriend, invite him again in person. This time, if that guy still doesn't know how to appreciate my kindness, don't blame me for being ruthless and doing something to him." The threat in his eyes was not concealed at all.
Su Yutong's expression changed.
She hesitated for a moment, but finally stood up and walked out of the private room without saying a word.
Su Hanwei's parents were also anxious and angry.
Before their daughter got married, she was treated like this, scolded and scolded in public. Obviously, this "Young Master Chen" didn't particularly care about his daughter's face. How would their daughter live in the future?
But they had no choice.
To be honest, they had met Wang Shiwu before and were very satisfied with him. He was a good young man, capable, filial, and had a good character. But … times had changed. Moreover, they had a favor to ask, so their daughter almost had to be treated as a transaction object.
"I'll go too … Hehe, Young Master Chen, I'll help you keep an eye on him." Ma Zhen, who had a brandy nose, was eager to see the world in chaos, so he volunteered again.
He mainly wanted to go to that private room and see Wang Shiyu and the young man who reprimanded him suffer a setback.
Seeing that the situation was not right, Su Hanwei also stood up and said, "I'll go and persuade them, too."
He was not going to embarrass Wang Shiwu, but he wanted to smooth things over and reason with them, so that Wang Shiwu and his friends would not act on impulse and do anything fierce. Otherwise, it would be difficult for them to clean up the mess.
Chen Shaohua's character had been undoubtedly revealed. He was a cruel and merciless person. Once he went crazy and did something outrageous, even he, the director, could not do anything to him.
After all, the other party's background was too powerful. He was an immortal with a powerful background.
Chen Shaohua sat in the main seat with a sneer on his face.
He had never been a kind person. In the family, he had a little status, but he was not a key successor. In the past, he could only be regarded as being raised by the Chen family. But with the advent of the great era, by chance, he was found to have a talent for cultivation, so he was admitted to one of the Seven Sacred Sects and became the successor. His status suddenly soared.
Over the past year, his status in the Chen Family had also soared. With the help of the sect's power, he had ruthlessly slapped the faces of those who had been in the past. Even the successor that the family had focused on cultivating was as lowly as a dog in front of him.
Now, he had the mentality of a nouveau riche and didn't care what others thought of him.
And this time, the engagement with the Su family was just a deal. It was arranged by the sect, so he couldn't disobey it. Fortunately, Su Yutong was good-looking, so it didn't matter if he slept with her. He just regarded it as marrying a concubine.
Even so, he couldn't tolerate the fact that there was another person in this woman's heart, even though it was he who was taking away her love.
In fact, even if Wang Shiwu came to propose a toast later, Chen Shaohua didn't intend to let him go so easily. He would humiliate him and then find a few opportunities to directly drown him.
Anyway, the ordinary police couldn't find out the means of the sect. Even if they found out, he wasn't afraid.
Chen Shaohua's face was cold, and he shook the red wine in his glass.
Smears of red constantly dyed the wall of the glass, which looked like blood.
The members of the Su family were trembling with fear.
Su Yutong's second aunt tried to smooth things over. She apologized with a smile and dragged Su Yutong's parents to try to turn the atmosphere. But Chen Shaohua just sneered and ignored her, which made the Su family extremely embarrassed.
Next to the big round table in the private room, on the guest sofa, sat an old man with white hair and white beard, a ruddy face, and a ruddy complexion.
This old man seemed to be in his seventies or eighties. He was hale and hearty, with a kind face. Dressed in a long white gown, he looked like an old immortal. He was holding a string of red Buddha beads in his hand, closing his eyes and constantly squeezing them. He turned a deaf ear to everything that was happening in the private room.
On the left chest of his long white gown, there was a soaring white crane, which was vivid and lifelike, as if it were a living creature.
On each side of the sofa stood a young man in the same long white gown, cloth shoes, and a sword hanging from his waist. They had the same long hair and the same bun. Their expressions were cold, and their aura was cold, keeping people a thousand miles away.
These three people were incompatible with the atmosphere in the whole private room, as if they were from another world. Before, even a senior official like Su Hanwei didn't dare to go up and greet them rashly.
They were the capital of Chen Shaohua's arrogance.
They were the real disciples of the Seven Sacred Sects.
They were the real immortals.
Time ticked by.
After a while, the door of the private room opened.
Ma Zhen rushed in with a sad face.
"Young Master Chen, that bastard didn't give you face and asked Wang Shiwu to beat me … Young Master Chen, they are too arrogant!" There were three or four palm prints on both sides of his face. His cheeks were swollen like a pig's head, and he couldn't even speak properly. He was as miserable as he could be.
Such a scene was completely different from what everyone had imagined.
Su Hanwei had gone there, but why was Ma Zhen still beaten like this?
And Su Yutong didn't come back?
What was going on?
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