The media were all stunned by Chu Mochen's frank response.
Song Yunxuan was also stunned.
Chu Mochen took the opportunity to take her to the main house of the Xiao Family.
At this moment, the security guards of the main house of the Xiao Family came to meet them.
The media were soon stopped, but some nosy and gossipy media shouted behind, "Childe Chu has had few scandals for many years. Today, he suddenly admitted his relationship with Miss Song. Is there any other purpose?"
Chu Mochen looked back and squinted at the reporter who asked this question in the crowd.
Like a habitual criminal who was skilled in committing crimes, the reporter quickly hid in the crowd.
Chu Mochen didn't find the reporter immediately, but his eyes moved. Not far away, he saw a foreign man flashing by.
"George …"
He spat out the name in a low voice.
Except that Song Yunxuan was too close to him and heard the name, no one else heard him say the name.
Chu Mochen held Song Yunxuan's waist and held her with his big hand, "Let's go in."
Song Yunxuan nodded and followed the maid of the Xiao Family to lead the way with him.
But as he walked forward, he secretly turned back to take a look.
Not knowing whether it was too coincidental, the next to get off the car was Lu Xia, the head of the Lu Family.
Lu Xia didn't smile in front of the media. Her cold face was stiff, and her serious expression dampened the enthusiasm of the media for gossip by more than half.
Only a few media went forward to ask some less sensitive topics.
Most of the media silently aimed at Lu Xia and her white assistant George, who had been inseparable from her for many years.
For many years, Lu Xia had always been a hot topic that the media in Harbor City wanted to capture. However, this single lady of the Lu Family lived a strict life style. Not only did she not have any scandals, but there was also no man who wanted to use her to become famous.
Perhaps, there were a few men who didn't know what was good for them who wanted to take advantage of her. But these people disappeared so fast that the media had no time to capture them.
Lu Xia wore a red fishtail skirt, with domineering red lips and black gloves, with the demeanor and aura of a queen.
She walked on the red carpet leading to the gate of the Xiao Family. The curve of her chin raised made the media want to capture it every minute and make it the cover headline.
After she entered the gate of the Qiao Family, the assistant George thoughtfully put the black fur shawl on her shoulders.
Lu Xia glanced at him and nodded slightly. George showed a charming and exotic smile.
But this smile just fell into Chu Mochen's sight.
Beside him, Song Yunxuan's eyes fell on the crowd in the distance.
Following the crowd, one could see the road leading to Old Master Xiao's house.
There was an eighty percent chance that Xiao Luo would come out from there.
Song Yunxuan thought so.
Chu Mochen takes two glasses of champagne from the waiter's tray and hands one to her.
She took it. "Thank you."
"I'm going to have a word with Miss Lu. Do you want to come?"
Song Yunxuan followed her line of sight and saw that Lu Xia was talking with several young ladies from aristocratic families not far away.
She shook her head and smiled. "No, I'm not that familiar with them."
She was not interested in gossiping among women. The matters of girls were far less important than the competition of interests in the business field.
Since a long time ago, she went to cocktail parties and talked to people who were useful to her.
However, the women around Lu Xia had no interest in her.
As for Lu Xia, she should have no topic to talk with her.
Chu Mochen walked towards Lu Xia. George, Lu Xia's assistant, called softly, "Chairman Lu."
Lu Xia turned to look at George. Following George's sight, she saw Chu Mochen walking towards her.
The dignified smile on her face became a bit deeper.
"Everyone, I'll excuse myself for a moment."
After greeting these well-dressed young ladies around her, Lu Xia walked towards Chu Mochen with a smile on her face.
The two of them stopped two steps away from each other.
Lu Xia was still holding a glass of champagne in her hand. She raised her glass to Chu Mochen and took a sip. Then she said, "Childe Chu is really punctual. I thought he wouldn't come today."
"I really didn't want to come."
Seeing that he was so frank, Lu Xia pursed her lips and smiled. "It's not good to be so straightforward. Old Master Xiao will be very sad if he hears it."
"Was it Miss Lu's idea to give the invitation to Yunxuan?"
Lu Xia covered her lips and smiled. "It seems to work."
"She came."
Lu Xia nodded. She looked behind Chu Mochen and couldn't help sighing. "It's good for girls to be young. Especially at the age of eighteen or nineteen, it's the most exciting time of life. At this time, her energy, brain and scheming are all at the peak of growth."
Lu Xia's words were meaningful.
Chu Mochen was unhappy in his heart. "Miss Lu, don't you think it's a little hard for Yunxuan to come here by force?"
"Hard?" Lu Xia blinked as if she didn't understand.
Chu Mochen said coldly, "The water in Xiao Family is too deep. It's not suitable for her to get involved. You are making it hard for her."
Lu Xia didn't care. "Childe Chu, Yunxuan is a smart girl. She won't grow up without some difficulties."
"I don't need her to be difficult." Chu Mochen felt that there was nothing to talk with Lu Xia. He drank up the champagne in the goblet, put it on the waiter's plate, and was about to leave.
But Lu Xia was very leisurely. "If she had accepted your kindness, she wouldn't have appeared in Xiao Family tonight."
Chu Mochen's back stiffened for a while.
Lu Xia sighed with a little regret. "Unfortunately, she doesn't want to be your canary, even if you want to protect her."
…
Xiao Luo was pushed out of his grandfather's main house, followed by the old man's housekeeper.
The housekeeper carefully prepared a suit for him for the banquet.
The 17-year-old teenager was chosen to wear a wine-red shirt and a dark suit because of his thin bones and fair skin.
Such a match made his complexion, who had just recovered, look much better.
The old housekeeper pushed his wheelchair in person and said gently, "Little Childe Xiao, you should be careful with your words and deeds at the banquet tonight."
Xiao Luo lowered his eyes to cover the little beauty under his long eyelashes. "I know, Uncle Xiang."
After the old housekeeper finished instructing, he called a fair-skinned and beautiful little maid to push the wheelchair and ordered, "Take good care of Little Childe Xiao."
The little maid answered, and then respectfully pushed Xiao Luo along the road leading to the villa in front.
Xiao Luo's injury had been much better, but he hadn't reached the point where he could stand up and walk.
Will and Xiao Dao didn't have a relationship with the rich and powerful Xiao Family, so they weren't allowed to come to the banquet of Xiao Family.
When he came out of his grandfather's old house, his grandfather just stuck the old beeswax bracelet in his hand and said tiredly, "Anyway, you are the child I like. You should take care of the big picture when you go out later."
He nodded and agreed.
The old man sighed again. "I hope those two bastards can act like elders, otherwise …"
Otherwise, Xiao Family would be turned upside down tonight.
Xiao Luo put his fingers on the wheelchair. Under his long eyelashes, a pair of eyes were as deep as a well.
The villa where the banquet was held was getting closer and closer, and the noise of people talking came into his ears.
His eardrum vibrated slightly, and then he heard someone with sharp eyes found him and whispered to each other with a goblet covering his lips —
"Look, that's the only child left by Xiao Xuan."
"The child is handsome, but it's a pity that he is not a pure Harbor City person. Look at his eyebrows … Gee, it's the outline of a European."
"Yes, Mr. Xiao said that his mother is the daughter of the Italian Sophia Family."
"That's a lie. I heard that … he is an American girl's bastard …"
"The old man is getting on in years. Does he really think that everyone can be fooled …"
Although these murmurs were deliberately suppressed, they still drifted through the air and reached Xiao Luo's ears bit by bit.
He could hear every word clearly.
His eyes became gloomy, and his fingers attached to the armrest of the wheelchair. Slowly, slowly, he clenched them.
He clenched his five fingers into a fist.
His mother was an American girl, female …
Girl, female …
Everyone thought that his mother was a dirty woman, and even sneered at his existence.
Contempt, contempt, and insult.
From childhood to adulthood, these negative influences and injuries had accompanied him everywhere.
And the ones who hurt him the most were his two uncles.
Xiao Yu and Xiao Liang.
If the two uncles hadn't spread these rumors that were strictly forbidden by Mr. Xiao, how could the people in the whole Harbor City know his origin and gossip about his dead mother?
His fingers were clenched tightly.
The little maid behind him keenly noticed the movement of his fingers and asked with concern, "Little Childe Xiao, are you uncomfortable?"
"I'm fine."
The little maid nodded and pushed him forward.
When he approached those well-dressed and radiant guests.
The guests who had covered their mouths with wine glasses and pointed at him quickly changed their faces.
Each of them had a friendly smile on their face, and they even came to compliment him, "Little Childe Xiao looks so good. I haven't seen you for a few years, and you look more and more like my father."
Everyone knew that Xiao Luo's father, Xiao Xuan, was a young and promising young master of an aristocratic family in Harbor City twenty years ago.
Although there were constant rumors, he was a talented and handsome man, and he had been a hot topic in Harbor City for a long time.
Over the years, Xiao Xuan still stayed in various rumors in the upper circle of Harbor City.
The young ladies of his age had married and had families, but the man who happened to be in love with him when he was young had always been engraved in his mind.
Even if time flies and stars change, it couldn't cover up the stunning elegance of the young master when he once appeared.
Xiao Luo's appearance was the same as Xiao Xuan's. His handsome face had not yet produced the edges of a mature man, but his eyebrows and eyes had begun to show elegance.
Many smiling young ladies gathered around Xiao Xuan.
They asked about Xiao Xuan's condition half sincerely and half hypocritically.
Among them, there was a young girl in a black gown who was drowned in a circle of glittering diamonds from wealthy young ladies.
While smiling, her eyes suddenly burst out a touch of viciousness.
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