"Grandpa, I’m leaving now." Su Yingxin said softly.
"Where are you going?"
"Peng Jinyin from the Peng family, and Mr. Pan’s disciple Huo Chuxin are hosting a small gathering, and they’ve invited to attend," Su Yingxin said calmly.
"Alright, hurry up and go."
Su Yunhe imdiately said with great delight.
The Peng family is also a prestigious family in Xiangjiang, and Su Yingxin of the Su Family is undoubtedly a perfect match. Su Yunhe has always wanted to pair them up, but it seems Su Yingxin isn’t very fond of Peng Jinyin.
Su Yingxin is attending Peng Jinyin’s gathering now, which naturally makes Su Yunhe very happy.
Only Su Yingxin’s uncle, Su Tianhui’s expression slightly changed. If Su Yingxin truly ends up with Peng Jinyin, then her position in the Su Family will be firmly established.
When the old master passes, it’s likely that Su Tianqing will inherit the Su Family.
He also has a daughter who happens to like Peng Jinyin, but Peng Jinyin is hopelessly enamored with Su Yingxin!
"Then I’m off; goodbye, Grandpa."
Su Yingxin didn’t linger any longer, and stepped directly out of the hall in her high heels.
Su Tianhui’s gaze turned cold, and he snorted inwardly, hoping that the doctor would cause trouble for the Su Family.
This elixir was sought by Su Yingxin; when the ti cos, if the Su Family refuses, he’ll let them go after Su Yingxin!
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Qingsong Club.
This is definitely one of Xiangjiang’s most elite clubs. In the densely packed Xiangjiang, a large artificial lake was built—its scenery is charming in the spring light.
Qingsong Club was built right at the center of this lake, surrounded by mountains and water, making it extraordinarily lavish.
At this mont, in the top floor of Qingsong Club, a grand hall filled with people—all dressed in luxurious suits and splendid evening gowns.
All handso n and beautiful won.
Anyone who is personally invited by Peng Jinyin from the Peng family to attend the gathering is definitely not an ordinary person; their families have assets over a billion, or hold significant positions within the governnt.
Of course, there is one exception.
In the center of the venue stood a young man dressed in a light-blue long robe, his black hair was long and his attire sowhat retro, exuding an airy and detached aura—an odd sight at such a modern banquet.
Yet none of the affluent youngsters present showed any sign of surprise or disdain; instead, they approached warmly with wine glasses in hand, eager to converse with him.
There’s only one reason such enthusiasm exists among the rich young crowd—he is Huo Chuxin, the number one expert in Xiangjiang, a disciple of Mr. Pan.
Only thus can these proud rich young ones lower their heads, eagerly co forward, and express goodwill.
Many wealthy young won frequently cast sidelong glances at Huo Chuxin, occasionally swaying their snake-like waists and fair thighs to capture his attention.
Compared to the average wealthy young man, this calm and powerful Huo Chuxin clearly has a unique allure.
"Chuxin, you’re indeed more attractive. It’s my gathering, yet all the beauties’ gazes are drawn to you."
Once the crowd around Huo Chuxin dispersed, a man in a white suit waltzed over with his wine glass, smiling.
"Mr. Peng, Mr. Peng, how could you be short of beauties? A word from you and countless rich young ladies would flock," Huo Chuxin smiled faintly.
His smile was gentle, gracefully charming and possessing a fascinating allure.
"I still want to attract the ladies with my own charm, that’s what makes it enjoyable." Peng Jinyin said admiringly.
"Hehe, you know well. These won don’t interest ; the one I like is only her." Huo Chuxin chuckled softly.
"I certainly know, Su Yingxin, right?"
As soon as Peng Jinyin spoke, a lovely figure appeared in the hall, imdiately catching the eyes of everyone.
"Su Yingxin is here."
Soone shouted, and Huo Chuxin also looked over.
At the entrance of the hall, the lights shined brilliantly, and the llow yellow crystal chandelier dazzled.
Yet there was one charming silhouette more radiant than the lights.
At that mont, Su Yingxin clearly dressed ticulously, in a long black evening gown that carved out a devilish figure, her snake-like waist tantalizingly slender.
Of course, the most captivating of all was Su Yingxin’s angelic appearance; her subtle makeup concealed the transition, adorning her originally fair skin to resemble the finest Mutton Fat Jade.
Su Yingxin’s ergence instantly crowned her the queen of the entire party, captivating everyone’s attention.
Su Yingxin stepped elegantly towards the center of the hall on her slender crystal high heels, not a few of the guests’ gazes remained on this enigmatic woman.
"Yingxin, you’ve arrived."
Huo Chuxin raised two glasses of wine and handed one to Su Yingxin, speaking gently.
With a simple light-blue robe complenting his already handso face, his gentle smile was as warm as the city sunshine, especially warm.
Huo Chuxin was indeed considered the most charming man in Xiangjiang.
Even his companion Peng Jinyin, similarly striking and with a family fortune of billions, didn’t bear the sa allure to won as Huo Chuxin did.
"If it weren’t for Peng Jinyin hosting the banquet, my grandfather might not have allowed to go." Su Yingxin smiled softly, "You know, my grandfather—"
"Hey, your affairs have nothing to do with ; I’m not competing with Chuxin for a woman." Peng Jinyin quickly said.
Su Yingxin’s grandfather, Su Yunhe, has always wanted to pair Peng Jinyin and Su Yingxin, but Su Yingxin is Huo Chuxin’s beloved. Su Yingxin is beautiful, but Peng Jinyin doesn’t intend to compete with his friend for her.
There are countless beauties in the world, just as Huo Chuxin said, would Peng Jinyin be missing beauties?
As for Su Yingxin, she seems to have a soft spot for Huo Chuxin, much more attractive than Peng Jinyin.
Mr. Pan’s direct disciple, with superlative abilities; for his gentle appearance, it’s said that even world-class boxing champions are no match for him.
The Ancient often praised Huo Chuxin, calling him Xiangjiang’s most talented genius disciple, capable of challenging the Mainland’s top talents.
Thinking of genius, Su Yingxin’s brow slightly furrowed; she recalled Feng Qingye, who was complinted by the Ancient as unparalleled.
His skills are more remarkable than the Ancient’s, so wouldn’t he be even more of a genius than Huo Chuxin?
"Yingxin, what’s the matter? Are you worrying about sothing?"
Huo Chuxin, noticing Su Yingxin’s look, imdiately asked with concern.
"No, I was just thinking of so things..." Su Yingxin shook her head softly.
This matter is her family affair; she’s still just friends with Huo Chuxin now, and it’s not suitable to convey it to him.
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