Shadow and Light: The Bride Who Clicks Her Way to Love-Chapter 161 - 162: She Did Very Well
The atmosphere was so tense it felt solemn.
Su Xingyu scanned the crowd over and over, hesitating.
Some guests couldn’t hold back anymore, imitating Lee Lei just now, and laughed: "I haven’t had tiramisu in a long time. Miss Su, how about letting me try this unique cake?"
Shameless!
More guests cursed silently in their hearts.
Once someone spoke up, many guests who wanted the cake feared falling behind and quickly chimed in: "Miss Su, give it to me. Seeing how good your skills are, I really want to try it."
"Miss Su, you are truly beautiful and skillful. Let me have a taste of the cake."
"Give it to me!"
"Give it to me!"
A group of well-dressed elite and aristocrats were fighting like market women. At least they still cared about their image and didn’t squeeze over directly, offering half-joking compliments to Su Xingyu. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦
Originally, Su Xingyu just disliked them, but now she couldn’t help but look down on them.
Can’t people have some backbone? What does this hypocrisy mean?
Her gaze passed beyond those vying for the cake, looking outward, luckily, there were still many guests who hadn’t participated in the scramble, watching silently with a subtle contempt.
This is how real upper-class people should be. Even when despising someone, they should despise them thoroughly. There’s no reason to compromise for a mere loaf.
Fortunately, there were these people, or else Su Xingyu would have started doubting Lu Shifeng’s taste in hosting this birthday party.
But even so, she didn’t plan on giving the cake to these people—where they looked down on her, she also looked down on them! She glanced around again and suddenly saw a man in her line of sight, dressed in a suit, with a silent demeanor quite similar to Lu Shifeng. She recognized him, Xie Jian.
"Xie Jian!" she called out to him.
Over there, he was talking to some staff members. He looked up when he heard her, saw it was her, and quickly approached, bowing slightly: "Hello."
A commotion arose among the guests again—it seemed that this woman’s status with Lu Shifeng was indeed high! Even his trusted aide bowed to her, a treatment even Zhuang Heng did not receive!
In fact, besides the Lu Family, Xie Jian was the one who understood Su Xingyu’s identity the best.
The legitimate wife, with a marriage certificate to the BOSS, he wouldn’t dare offend her even if he had the guts.
If it weren’t for her wanting to keep her identity hidden, he could have outright called her "madam" in front of so many people!
Su Xingyu straightforwardly stuffed the cake she was holding into his arms: "Take it and eat, I made it myself."
Xie Jian, the staff member at this party and not a guest, was busy dealing with on-site affairs and hadn’t noticed things happening over here. Hearing Su Xingyu say this, he instinctively reached out to catch it, but then noticed the strange looks from the surrounding guests from the corner of his eye and stopped himself short—he raised his eyes slightly, looking towards Lu Shifeng as if seeking confirmation.
Lu Shifeng said, "You’ve worked hard, take it."
Only then did Xie Jian, confused, take the cake from Su Xingyu.
A sound similar to a collective sigh came from the crowd of guests—the last piece of cake went to Xie Jian, what could they say? Xie has been with Lu Shifeng for so many years, working tirelessly, if he wasn’t worthy of the cake, who would be?
Although...
Giving a cake intended for the guests to a staff member seemed a bit against decorum...
However, who dared to mention rules at Xie’s face now? He was like the Prime Minister next to the emperor, the Think Tank beside the Crown Prince, beware of holding a grudge in his heart, who knows when he might retaliate, and you wouldn’t even know how you died.
Su Xingyu clapped her hands in satisfaction: "All done, the cake is distributed."
Turning around, she gave Lu Shifeng a provocative glance with her bright and clear eyes.
Unexpectedly, Lu Shifeng wasn’t angry at her distribution. In fact, he found himself increasingly satisfied with this young wife. Don’t think he just casually threw two pieces of cake for her to play with, in reality, the truly important figures not to be offended were already dealt with when he cut the first few pieces, leaving the last two pieces to give away without fear of offense.
He wanted to see where her insight lay.
This was also what his grandfather alluded to last time when they were back at the old residence—evaluate whether his young wife could handle the responsibilities of a house matron in the family; if she could, then staying in the Lu family wouldn’t be a problem, but if she couldn’t, they should divorce sooner rather than later.
He had never discussed these things with Su Xingyu but seized opportunities to train her.
She indeed had a good eye, picking out a rising star in the business world over the past two years from the remaining guests, that young lady in a Chanel dress. Don’t be fooled by that girl’s lack of background, but she handled an incredible project with immense potential, a key figure for Blade Group’s deep collaboration moving forward.
If Lu Shifeng himself were to distribute the cake, he wouldn’t give it to the girl because gaining the favor of the Lu Family’s Crown Prince would be too conspicuous, easily exposing Blade Group’s intentions and leading to a breach of cooperation secrets.
But having Su Xingyu distribute it was different, everyone would think she was fooling around, except the girl who received the cake would be immensely grateful. This way, it wouldn’t expose Blade Group’s intentions, and it would lay a good foundation for future collaboration between the two parties.
A win-win.
As for the second piece given to Xie Jian? Of course, it was also warranted. As his chief secretary, in front of so many people, how could he not show face? It wouldn’t be too much to appreciate such a meritorious official.
His young wife did perfectly.
"Then the remaining cake," he said slowly, signaling the waiter to cut the cake tower that was set aside, "distribute it to everyone, crafted by a French chef, please enjoy."
As he said this, he slightly nodded to the crowd, indicating that they could disperse.
The crowd dispersed tactfully, chatting in small groups throughout the party, waiting for the waiter to cut and distribute the French cake tower. The tower was large enough for each person to get a big piece and still have plenty left, yet with the comparison to Su Xingyu’s small cake from earlier, nobody was excited about getting a piece of the grand cake tower.
"What’s this," in the slightly dim hallway outside the banquet hall, some noblewoman even angrily threw the French cake she was holding into a flowerbed, complaining, "They’re sending us off with this? What rubbish!"
Zhuang Heng, who happened to be standing not far in the hallway, felt as if a knife had cut through her heart upon hearing this. Her fingers clenched the cocktail glass so tightly that her knuckles whitened, Su Xingyu... Su Xingyu! This enmity cannot be reconciled!
Meanwhile, Su Xingyu had no idea about Zhuang Heng’s thoughts at this moment. As soon as Lu Shifeng announced they could disperse, she hurriedly left the suffocating center of the banquet hall to find a corner to catch her breath. And Lu Shifeng, like a shadow, followed closely behind.
