The next day, early morning.
A warm ray of sunlight stread through the gap in the curtains, illuminating the interior of the Shangri-La presidential suite.
"If it still hurts, maybe you shouldn't go?" Ye Huan said softly.
"No way, I want to be with you every minute, every second," Liu Tianyun said coyly, getting up to give Ye Huan the first kiss of the morning, then started changing clothes.
Before leaving, she tucked the sheet that bore witness to her most precious mont, commorating her and Ye Huan truly becoming husband and wife, into her suitcase.
After they had packed the rest of their luggage together, they went to the hotel rooftop!
At this mont, a private helicopter was parked on the rooftop, its whirling rotor blades making a deafening noise.
"Young Master Ye, Miss Liu, please board the aircraft," said Lauren, who was waiting by the helicopter, opening the cabin door and gesturing them in.
The two boarded.
The mont the helicopter took off, a cold murderous intent flashed in Ye Huan's eyes.
Today, he would make Brandon and Ye Ming pay with blood for attempting to harm Liu Tianyun!
Send these two to Hell to repent for their sins!
...
Early in the morning, the entire Western world was abuzz!
Netizens were fervently discussing the Rothschild Clan's banquet on the internet, with everyone full of enthusiasm.
The reason was simple, today, the identity of the Western world's First Prince Consort and the most beautiful wealthy heiress, a couple never exposed to public view, was to be unveiled!
Moreover, it was rumored that the First Prince Consort would officially propose to the heiress at the banquet!
Discussion was rampant on Twitter.
[Let's take a guess, who exactly are the First Prince Consort and the heiress?]
[What's the point of guessing? We'll find out once the banquet starts, won't we?]
[Haha, you have no idea, a few days ago at the Shangri-La Hotel in Paris, I ran into a guy who claid he was the First Prince Consort, it cracked up.]
[Don't laugh too soon, he might really be, and then you'd be missing out on the chance to connect with the upper echelon. You'd be crying, haha!]
[Impossible, that guy already had a woman with him, how could the Rothschild Clan agree to marry their daughter to a guy who's already taken? Unless that guy is the world's most outstanding young man! I won't lie, I even bet with so pals that if I see that guy on TV today, I'd eat ten tons of shit!]
[Oh, it turns out that was you, brother. I was there too, we'll see if he shows up later, haha!]
[Haha!]
[...]
The online discussions were fiery, and the scene of the banquet at Rothschild Island was even more so, bustling with excitent!
Famous dynasties, royal families, and heads of major families from around the world had arrived on the island with their chosen younger generation.
The island's scenery was breathtaking, surrounded by sea, with coconut trees lining the beach.
Leaving the beach and heading inland, there were several tree-shaded paths with playful white rabbits and lively cats frolicking in the bushes nearby.
Further in was an ultra-luxurious seven-star hotel dedicated to hosting guests.
The hotel was connected by a maple tree avenue that led to the heart of the island, the Rothschild Manor.
Outside the manor were two imposing iron gates, each a hundred ters tall.
Inside the manor, there wasn't a single tree; the ground was covered with lush, verdant grass.
The main building of the manor was a grandiose European dieval-style castle, arguably the largest surviving castle in the world, with daffodils of various colors planted on each side of the main entrance.
At this mont, mbers of the Western elite families were on the lawn outside the castle, engaging in conversations with wine glasses in hand, sporting exceedingly gentlemanly smiles.
Butlers in tuxedos and maids in uniforms frequently moved through the crowd, cleaning up and attending to guests.
"Brandon, what's going on with your Flanders Conglorate? Suddenly, overnight, you're bankrupt?" Amidst the crowd, Louis, the heir of the Chanel Group, dressed in a custom suit and holding a wine glass, asked Brandon with feigned puzzlent.
"Mind your own business and stop babbling!"
Brandon snapped back, glaring at Louis in anger.
Louis chuckled dismissively, betraying a hint of mockery in his eyes; he was asking a question he already knew the answer to.
Offending the First Prince Consort was one thing, but trying to harm the Prince Consort's wife, Liu Tianyun, was just asking for trouble, wasn't it?
Served him right for going bankrupt!
"You, don't act so cocky here!" Brandon caught the mocking look in Louis's eyes, rembering he'd been conned by Louis before, his face flushed with anger, he pointed angrily at Louis: "Today, I've co fully prepared to curry favor with the First Prince Consort. By then, the Flanders Conglorate's issues will be easily resolved!"
"Haha, we'll see about that." Louis laughed heartily and walked away.
Mockery level: master.
Brandon was infuriated, wishing he could slap Louis.
In the end, he held back.
The hosts of the banquet were the most powerful family in the West; to make a scene on such a grand occasion would be suicidal.
Brandon took a deep breath, suppressing his anger, and turned to ask, "Ye Ming, where is your 'Conqueror's Heart'? Has it arrived successfully?"
"It's here, it's here."
Ye Ming, beaming with satisfaction, wheeled himself over in an electric wheelchair.
Just monts ago, he'd made connections with so high-ranking mbers of royal families, securing their contact information.
A great harvest indeed.
Soon, after currying favor with the First Prince Consort, his life would be complete!
Absolutely at the pinnacle of life!
"Where's the gift? Take to see it. Such an important matter must not have any mistakes," Brandon said seriously.
"Ok."
Ye Ming responded, moving his wheelchair alongside Brandon's to the backstage area where guest gifts were stored.
When they arrived backstage, both were stunned!
There were two identical 'Conqueror's Heart' gifts?!
What was going on?!
After a long pause,
Ye Ming burst into loud laughter: "Haha, so fool brought a fake to the banquet; It'll be hilarious to watch when the gift is revealed as a fake!"
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