"Stop teasing me!"
Ning Ruoxi’s face instantly flushed crimson. She looked at Ye Ling, her eyes filled with a mixture of shyness and playful reproach.
’That scene just now was just too embarrassing!’
The thought of having passionately kissed Ye Ling right in front of Ning Tianliang made her want to find a hole and crawl into it.
"If you keep getting angry, I might just have to kiss you again..."
Seeing her reaction, Ye Ling decided he had to bring out the big guns.
"You dare!?"
Ning Ruoxi glared at him, her eyes wide.
"Why wouldn’t I dare?"
A roguish smile touched Ye Ling’s lips. As he spoke, he feigned a lunge toward her.
Seeing this, Ning Ruoxi didn’t dare to keep up her little fit of pique and quickly pushed him away.
"Okay, okay, stop fooling around. We have to go to that banquet tonight."
A helpless look crossed her eyes. She was only ever this patient when it came to Ye Ling.
"It’s still early for the banquet, isn’t it?"
"It’s a very important banquet. Do you really plan on going just like that?"
Ning Ruoxi rolled her eyes at him. "We’re going back to Tomson Riviera first. It’ll be the perfect chance for you to try on the suit I bought for you."
The banquet Ning Tianliang had mentioned was, in fact, Modu’s annual entrepreneur gala. Since Modu had become a major economic hub for Xia Country and was home to many internationally renowned corporations, a gala of this caliber would naturally draw a great deal of attention.
Even companies not headquartered in Modu would be scrambling for an invitation. After all, a networking opportunity of this scale wasn’t an everyday occurrence.
However, the selection process for attendees was extremely strict. Guests not only needed to be wealthy but also possess a certain level of social standing.
The reason Ning Tianliang wanted Ye Ling to attend was undoubtedly to let him build some connections at the event.
A single person’s strength is often limited, so the importance of a strong network was self-evident.
This made Ning Tianliang’s feelings about Ye Ling perfectly clear. He truly had high hopes for him!
"Is all that really necessary...?"
Ye Ling couldn’t help but scratch his head. He’d never gotten used to wearing suits. They were just too restrictive.
But he couldn’t argue with Ning Ruoxi, so he obediently let her drag him home. He changed into the black, tassel-collared suit, and was instantly imbued with a mature, masculine charm.
Ning Ruoxi, in turn, put on the long white dress Ye Ling had bought for her. The satin gown gently clung to her delicate frame, outlining her graceful curves. The lace hem of the skirt was a perfect match for the pure white gown, creating a look that was innocent yet alluring.
Ye Ling gazed at the girl before him, who looked like a celestial fairy, and couldn’t help but step forward and wrap his arm around her waist.
"What are you doing..."
Ning Ruoxi shot Ye Ling a look, but her expression was nothing short of captivating.
Momentarily mesmerized, Ye Ling couldn’t help but lower his head and kiss her once more.
"You... you’re terrible..."
Ning Ruoxi’s face was beet red. She instinctively gave him a gentle push and a playful glare. "I still have to do my makeup!"
It was already around five or six o’clock, so they were running short on time.
Seeing this, Ye Ling decided not to tease the girl any further.
For years, the annual entrepreneur gala had been held at the Junlan Hotel, a venue that, in terms of class, was a significant step up from even the Celestial Immortal Pavilion.
When Ye Ling pulled up to the Junlan Hotel, the parking lot was already packed with all kinds of luxury cars—Maseratis, Bentleys, BMWs, and so on.
Nearly every car there was worth at least a million!
There were even quite a few worth tens of millions!
Ye Ling even saw a Mercedes-Benz Pullman S600, with a body that was a full 6.5 meters long!
As far as he knew, that type of car was generally driven by heads of state...
’My Maybach seems a little out of place here,’ Ye Ling muttered to himself.
Compared to the supercars and a behemoth like the Pullman, the Maybach did seem a tier below.
However, Ye Ling still felt that a car just needed to be comfortable. In a city like Modu, what was the point of a high-performance sports car?
To be blunt, in the busy commercial districts, you’d be lucky to hit forty or fifty. It doesn’t matter how fast your car is; sometimes you can’t even outpace a delivery van...
When Ye Ling led Ning Ruoxi into the hall, they instantly became the center of attention. A handsome man and a beautiful woman always turn heads, and their striking appearance was only amplified by the many "beauty and the beast" pairings already in the room.
The reporters at the event spotted them immediately, unhesitatingly aiming their cameras at Ye Ling and Ning Ruoxi and snapping away.
Ye Ling frowned slightly, stepping in front of Ning Ruoxi to block most of the cameras.
"Is your dad coming tonight?"
Ye Ling tilted his head slightly to ask Ning Ruoxi.
Ning Ruoxi stuck her tongue out playfully. "I don’t know. He didn’t tell me."
"Fair enough."
"Isn’t this Miss Ning? Long time no see."
Just then, a man in a light blue suit approached them. He had an ostentatious slicked-back hairstyle and held a mojito, the very picture of a top-tier scion.
His expression held a hint of arrogance. He completely ignored Ye Ling, offering a drink to Ning Ruoxi with a smile. "Miss Ning, would you do me the honor of sharing a drink?"
"She doesn’t drink. I can drink in her place."
Ye Ling calmly took the glass from the man’s hand and replied with a faint smile.
To be honest, he hadn’t come here looking for a fight. Ning Tianliang had sent him to network, not to cause a scene.
But this guy in the light blue suit had ignored him from the get-go, even bypassing him to offer a drink to Ning Ruoxi. Was he treating him like he was invisible?
"The drink I’m offering... I’m afraid you can’t afford to drink it."
The young man shot Ye Ling a look, his eyes carrying a clear warning.
"Is that so?"
Ye Ling smiled faintly, tilted his head back, and drained the cocktail in one gulp.
"I’ve had my drink. Now what?"
Ye Ling’s expression remained perfectly calm. He seemed completely unbothered, even in the face of the young man’s blatant provocation.
"Very good."
The young man gave Ye Ling a long, hard look. He didn’t cause a scene, however, simply turning and walking away.
There were too many important people here today for him to risk causing a disturbance. But there was no doubt he had seared Ye Ling’s face into his memory.
And he planned on doing a thorough background check on this punk who had appeared out of nowhere.