After Wei Kun left, many more people approached Ye Ling.
Before, people had tried to get on Ye Lingâs good side mainly out of respect for Ning International. Now, however, they genuinely wanted to get to know Ye Ling himself.
After all, they knew Wei Kun, and the fact that Wei Kun treated Ye Ling with such reverence made them extremely curious about his identity.
"Young Master Ye, a pleasure. Iâm Zhang Ming, the Executive President of Shengshi United."
"Young Master Ye, hello. I am Zhan Yun, the Deputy General Manager of Jinling Technology Company."
...
These entrepreneurs, many of whom came from significant backgrounds, showed no trace of arrogance in front of Ye Ling. âCould someone who commands such respect from Wei Kun be an ordinary person?â
After dealing with all these people, Ye Ling felt a bit tired. He found a random sofa to sit on and couldnât help but give a weary, wry smile.
"Looks like being an entrepreneur is exhausting..."
âJust those few waves of people were enough to give me a headache. Some CEO Zhang, some Chairman Li... how could I possibly remember them all?â All he could do was follow their lead, nod, and get it over with.
"Youâve worked hard~"
Ning Ruoxi, who was beside him, started massaging his shoulders.
There were some sliced watermelons on the table. While massaging his shoulders, Ning Ruoxi used a toothpick to spear a piece of watermelon and feed it to Ye Ling.
At that moment, as Ye Ling ate the watermelon and enjoyed Ning Ruoxiâs pampering, he suddenly felt that maybe... just maybe... he wasnât so tired after all.
By now, Ye Ling had undoubtedly become a major focus of the entire event. Many people were watching him, and when they saw this scene, quite a few were left dumbfounded.
Who was Ning Ruoxi?
She was the goddamn treasured daughter of Ning Tianliang, the chairman of Ning International!
And now she was actually massaging a manâs shoulders and even feeding him watermelon?
This was just too damn...
"Young Master Yun, I think we might have been played by this Ye Ling."
Not far away, Jiang Feiyun was also watching Ye Ling, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.
He now understood why Yun Tianlan had offered up those three hundred million earlier. To put it bluntly, he was trying to prove himself in front of Ning Ruoxi and score some points.
But looking at the situation now, that three hundred million had clearly gone down the drain...
"You think I need you to tell me that?"
Yun Tianlan glanced at Jiang Feiyun and spoke coldly.
Hearing this, Jiang Feiyun was puzzled. "Then why did you still..."
At that moment, he was truly smiling on the outside but cursing a storm on the inside.
âYou knew he was playing you, and you still went up and gave him the money?â
âDo you have too much money to burn?â
âAnd most importantly, itâs one thing to get yourself played, but you dragged me into the pit with you!â
"In that situation, if I had said I couldnât help, would either of us have had any face left?"
Yun Tianlan snorted lightly.
For rich second-generation heirs like them, face was undoubtedly more important than money.
In that situation, it was true that Yun Tianlan had led himself into a trap.
He shouldnât have said what he said... Actually, under normal circumstances, it wouldnât have been his fault. After all, those words were just a polite courtesy.
But Ye Ling hadnât treated his polite words as a courtesy; he had taken them at face value and made a real request.
By doing so, Ye Ling had undoubtedly forced him into a very awkward position.
If he didnât give the money, it would mean he was all talk. But if he did give the money, that three hundred million would be going straight to his love rivalâa complete waste!
At this point, he still didnât know that Ye Ling owned an entire villa in Tomson Riviera and a top-tier supercar like the Pagani Zonda R...
More importantly, Ye Ling also held shares in Shengding Group and Character Jumping!
If he knew all this, Yun Tianlan would probably cough up blood. Because if you tallied up all of Ye Lingâs assets, he was actually richer than him!
Although he had Yun International backing him, his old man was still alive, so the resources he could personally mobilize were limited. But Ye Ling was different...
He was new money!
"This is getting kind of boring. Is your dad still coming?"
Ye Ling said, looking a little bored.
âI was hoping some other dumbass rich heir might come up and bother Ning Ruoxi...â But in the end, not a damn thing happened. They all kept a respectful distance from Ye Ling.
And even those who did approach him only did so to offer a toast.
It wasnât that those rich heirs were cowards, nor that Ning Ruoxi had lost her charm. It was simply that even Yun Tianlan couldnât get the upper hand against Ye Ling. If they tried, wouldnât they just be serving themselves up on a platter?
They could only watch Ye Ling with envy as he enjoyed Ning Ruoxiâs shoulder rubs and being fed fruit.
"Maybe heâs not coming after all..."
Ning Ruoxi glanced at the time and said with some hesitation.
It was getting late, and the banquet was almost over. If Ning Tianliang were coming, he probably would have arrived long ago.
"Then letâs go. Home time."
Hearing this, Ye Ling immediately stood up and stretched.
Although he had indeed met quite a few influential people at this banquet, he figured he probably wouldnât be attending another one anytime soon...
It was just too tiring. It was fine when he first arrived since not many people knew him, so he didnât get much attention.
But later, people came in waves. The moment he finished talking to one person, another would come up.
It was already almost eleven oâclock by the time Ye Ling got back to Tomson Riviera. It was quite late.
"Whatâs that girl Luo Yue doing at home? Why arenât the lights on?"
Ye Ling found it strange, seeing the house completely dark.
"Donât say a word. Come with me..."
Seeing this, Ning Ruoxi gave a mischievous smile, grabbed Ye Lingâs hand, and tiptoed towards one of the rooms.
âBased on what I know about my best friend,â she thought, âsheâs probably huddled in her room watching a horror movie right about now...â
The two of them moved very quietly, not making a single sound.
More importantly, Luo Yueâs attention was completely glued to the screen; she had no idea the two of them were back.
A faint, flickering light emanated from the room. Ning Ruoxi and Ye Ling exchanged a glance, nodded, and then crept inside.
Ning Ruoxi suddenly grabbed a nearby blanket and threw it over the small head poking out, while Ye Ling, CLICK, flipped on the lights.
In an instant, the room was brightly lit!
"AHHH!"
A scream immediately followed.
Ning Ruoxi was straddling Luo Yue, who was clearly terrified and began to struggle wildly.
Seeing this, Ye Ling found it rather amusing.
âSuch a fragile friendship...â
"SOB... Who are you?! Let me go! Iâm telling you, a tyrant named Ye Ling lives here! If he finds you, youâre dead!"
Luo Yueâs voice, muffled by the blanket Ning Ruoxi held over her, was tinged with tears.