Reborn Heiress: Seeking Revenge-Chapter 477 Engagement (1)_1
"Zhuge Family Head, why didn’t you keep the senior here? And when she left, did she leave anything behind?" Li Chengqing spoke with some displeasure. Now that the old eccentric had come, she shouldn’t think she could just leave—he was determined to get his hands on her alchemy recipes.
"Hehe, Li Family Head, you must be joking. That individual’s capabilities are formidable. Someone like me surely doesn’t have the ability to keep her here. Moreover, that senior has a temperamental disposition; how could she possibly have left any benefits?" Zhuge Feng glanced at Li Chengqing, a hint of coldness flashing through his eyes. He’d even scheme for a young girl’s elixirs!
"Are her skills truly that great?" Bai Tianche’s lips curled into a faint smile. "Senior Meihua is Elder Shi’s life-saving benefactor, as well as a benefactor to the entire Zhuge Family. Moreover, aren’t her elixirs and skills well known to the Li and Fang Families’ elders, and to the three Young Masters as well? Why ask when you already know? Elder Shi isn’t here today; otherwise, you could have asked him personally. Besides, her elixirs have been personally tested in the back mountains. It was the senior who saved Young Master Li’s life, and the Li Family even promised to owe a favor before the senior agreed to save him."
Zhuge Feng spoke nonchalantly, noting they were asking the obvious.
"That’s right, that’s right, the Li Family owes the senior a favor. If the senior comes later, I will definitely invite her to visit our Li Family," Li Chengqing quickly interjected, hoping to use this as a pretext to openly invite Senior Meihua to the Li Family.
"That senior appears and disappears unpredictably; she might already be among us right now. It’s best we speak less," Fang Qingrong said, having witnessed Senior Meihua’s prowess, as he surveyed their surroundings.
Apart from Zhuge Feng, the others were all thinking about how to befriend that eccentric elder, Senior Meihua. Her temper might be difficult and her personality quirky, but her strength and elixirs were not to be underestimated. Everyone who had benefited understood that they had to ingratiate themselves with her.
On the second-floor staircase, covered with a red carpet, the once-brilliant lights dimmed instantly, beams focusing on it. Several slender figures appeared on the staircase. The previously noisy banquet hall fell silent at once, all eyes trained on the arrivals. Shangguan You, who had been in a corner, couldn’t help but step forward a few paces to look at the figures, her heart pounding. The first person she saw was Ye San Shao. He was dressed in a white suit, his alluring yet dangerous figure exuding an indefinable chill, his sensual lips slightly pursed. A powerful aura swept over the crowd, clearly showing his mood was far from good.
It was the first time Shangguan You had seen Ye San Shao in a white suit. Normally, white attire would evoke the gentleness of a spring breeze, but at this moment, he emanated a coldness that seemed capable of destroying everything.
Half a step behind him stood Ye Er Shao, dressed in a black suit—a cold, aloof, and fiercely proud figure. A forbidding chill radiated from him, sending shivers down one’s spine.
To Ye San Shao’s right, half a step behind, was the man presumed to be Ye Da Shao. He was seated in a wheelchair, dressed in beige casual wear, his face bearing a smile as warm as a spring breeze. The man sat casually in his wheelchair, though his legs, visibly stiff and inert, showed no signs of life. Yet, his bearing was noble and elegant, his entire being exuding a serene and understated grace.
The man’s lips curved into a faint smile, as comforting as a spring wind, warming the hearts of those who saw it. His smooth chin lifted slightly as he nodded gently towards where the heads of the four great families were seated, his expression as bright and welcoming as spring itself.
The man before them was like a snow lotus on a high mountain peak—pure and tranquil. His whole being exuded a captivating charm, drawing people deeply into his gentle aura. He showed no signs of self-pity due to his disabled legs, nor did he make others feel sorry for him. He simply sat there, yet he silently attracted everyone’s gaze, making it impossible to look away.
If Ye San Shao was a flame that drew moths, and Ye Er Shao inspired awe and fear, then Ye Da Shao was one for whom people would willingly do anything, even sacrifice their lives. His lotus-like temperament carried a noble, almost sacred air, compelling admiration from the depths of their hearts.
Although he did nothing, not even speaking a word, his quiet presence alone outshone all the other men present.
Shangguan You shifted her gaze from Ye Da Shao to the woman in white pushing his wheelchair. The woman’s cheeks were slightly flushed, and her bright eyes seemed to subtly glance towards Ye San Shao from time to time. She exuded an aura of nobility that naturally drew goodwill from others.
Ye An Ya, Shangguan You silently recited the name. Ye Zhiqiu’s daughter. Seeing her standing so close to Ye San Shao, Shangguan You felt an indescribable tightness in her chest.
"Thank you all for gracing us with your presence at tonight’s banquet." Ye Da Shao’s voice was as pleasant as his demeanor, like a violin—rich and magnetic, making it a pleasure to listen to him speak. "Tonight is primarily for the engagement of our family’s Young Master, Ye San Shao, and Miss Ye An Ya. We invite you all to be witnesses."
Ye Da Shao’s voice was melodious, but to Shangguan You’s ears, it was incredibly harsh. An engagement party? Ye San Shao and Ye An Ya? A sharp pain gripped Shangguan You’s heart. Ye San Shao’s engagement party... I truly want to laugh three times out loud! An engagement party! An engagement party!
"Youyou, are you alright?" Zhuge Feng had somehow appeared beside Shangguan You, his concern evident as he looked at her pale face.
"I’m fine." Shangguan You took several deep breaths, forcefully suppressing the stabbing pain in her heart. Her cool gaze remained fixed on Ye San Shao. I don’t believe it. I don’t believe Ye San Shao would agree to this engagement! Otherwise, he wouldn’t be exuding such an icy aura! No! I don’t believe it! I absolutely don’t believe it!
Up front, Ye San Shao’s handsome, wicked face was expressionless, his deep eyes filled with ice. As Ye Da Shao finished speaking, a wave of applause rose from the guests below. Ye San Shao didn’t object, nor did he utter a single word, but his hands, hidden in his sleeves, clenched tightly. His silence, however, signified his tacit consent.
Ye An Ya’s radiant face was suffused with a shy blush as she looked timidly at Ye San Shao. The smile on Ye Da Shao’s lips was genuine, expressing his happiness at seeing his third brother engaged to Ye An Ya.
