After Being Blackened All Over the Internet, I Ruled the Military Variety
Chapter 643 - 633: Investigate Jiang Lingxi

Chapter 643: Chapter 633: Investigate Jiang Lingxi

Unbeknownst to Aibosi Vini, Jiang Lingxi herself was also surprised by her proactive greeting.

After all, their first meeting yesterday wasn’t exactly a pleasant one.

"You can just call me Vini, Miss Jiang."

"Miss Vini."

"My brother has been spoiled by the family. If he upset you in any way earlier, I apologize on his behalf."

"You’re too kind, Miss Vini."

Although the person’s sudden approach and the attention it drew made her a bit uncomfortable.

But later she got a favor from the other party, so they were even, no one owed anyone!

"Why isn’t Miss Jiang dancing to relax?"

"To be honest, I don’t know how to."

Vini was taken aback. In this day and age, someone doesn’t know how to waltz?

Especially someone in the entertainment industry.

But looking into Jiang Lingxi’s eyes, she inexplicably felt this wasn’t an excuse.

However, if one truly couldn’t dance, most people would still choose to cover up that fact.

"Miss Jiang, you are truly straightforward..."

Zhou Lingyue watched from not far away as Jiang Lingxi and the Aibosi family’s eldest daughter chatted amiably, waves of panic washing over her.

She was shocked that Jiang Lingxi could remain seated and still have the two hosts of the welcome ball come over to greet her one after another.

How did Jiang Lingxi have a connection with the Aibosi family?

She racked her brains but couldn’t figure it out!

She was anxious about the dress she was wearing.

She had entered with the crowd after the ball started, and when her agent called her, the hall was already filled with piano music.

Everyone around was quietly listening, and she could only hang up her agent’s call. Then, with a raised glass, she mingled, danced, and had no time to verify the authenticity of her dress.

If Jiang Lingxi truly had a connection with the Aibosi family, borrowing a dress from MR would not be difficult for her.

Was her dress fake?

How could Sumen dare to deceive her!

Even though most eyes were on Jiang Lingxi, Zhou Lingyue had retreated to an inconspicuous corner, yet she felt people were pointing and whispering about her.

’Look, attending a ball hosted by the Aibosi family, wearing a knockoff dress.’

’Couldn’t even borrow a dress from MR, how could she have the nerve to attend the banquet?’

’Standing in the same space with someone wearing authentic attire, doesn’t she feel ashamed?’

...

Zhou Lingyue resisted the urge to pull down the high curtains beside her to cover her dress, covered her mouth and stumbled quickly towards the hall entrance, not daring to make a sound that might attract attention.

She couldn’t stay in this place for even a second longer!

*

The ball ended close to midnight.

Amid the farewell piano music, people bade each other goodbye and gracefully departed.

Jiang Lingxi and Wei Minmin also followed the crowd out.

"What are you looking around for?"

Wei Minmin adjusted her head, which was turning around, "Sister Xi, I’ve looked everywhere just now and didn’t see Zhou Lingyue."

"Why are you looking for her?"

"Because she wore a dress identical to yours, and before the ball started, she was flaunting in front of you. I guess she finally realized her dress was a knockoff and left out of embarrassment."

"Or maybe she was intimidated seeing you know the Aibosi family’s eldest daughter. Actually, I was a bit surprised when she came over to greet you, she seemed quite nice, much better than Gu Qiantong..."

Jiang Lingxi listened to Wei Minmin’s chatter and, just as she stepped out of the banquet hall, stopped abruptly and then felt an urge to turn back.

Just then, on the second-floor balcony of the hall, beneath the huge crystal chandelier, Wu Hua, still in her inky black gauze dress, was smiling and waving at her.

Wei Minmin took two steps outside before realizing the person beside her had stopped, turned her head to ask, "Sister Xi, what are you looking at?" and looked over as well.

"There’s nothing there!"

Jiang Lingxi withdrew her gaze, "Let’s go."

"Ah, okay!"

The ball ended, and the assistants waiting in the annex met them.

Tong Yue saw Jiang Lingxi and Wei Minmin coming out together and quickly approached, "So, did everything go smoothly?"

She winked at Jiang Lingxi, silently asking: You didn’t run into the playboy, did you?

Jiang Lingxi responded with a "smoothly," paused, and shook her head, making Tong Yue sigh in relief.

Wei Minmin also saw her assistant coming to meet her, "Sister Xi, my assistant is here, so I’ll head off first!"

"Be careful on the way."

"You too."

Back in the car waiting on the roadside, once the car ahead drove off, their car followed suit.

Tong Yue looked at the brightly lit banquet hall outside the car window, stifled a yawn, "Finally, we can go back and sleep!"

What she didn’t know was that at this moment, in the cars ahead and behind, many invited guests were giving similar instructions to their assistants.

"Find out about Jiang Lingxi."

"Jiang Lingxi?"

"From the Hua State, she seems very esteemed by the Aibosi family’s eldest daughter. I want to know more about her."

Suddenly, "Jiang Lingxi" was quickly rising in international search trends.

Domestic netizens tuned into this matter, "...?"

What on earth is happening?

Shen Yunqing sat next to Jiang Lingxi and was the first to notice her right hand felt off.

"Why is it so cold?"

Jiang Lingxi let him hold her right hand, found it warmer than hers, and instinctively rubbed against it, "I’ll explain when we get back."

When the car arrived back at Chongxiao Tower, Tong Yue got out, only to see Jiang Lingxi and Mr. Shen still holding hands, not even letting go while exiting the car.

She couldn’t help but glance again before averting her gaze.

Taking the elevator, strolling through the corridor to their rooms, everyone exchanged goodnights and rushed off, yawning, to their rooms to rest.

The door was locked behind them.

Shen Yunqing then turned on the main light switch in the room, lighting it like daytime.

The brightness made Jiang Lingxi squint, but when she opened her eyes again, she met a particularly stern face.

"What’s wrong with your hand?"

Even skipping the formality of "Your Majesty"!

Jiang Lingxi, unusually a bit sheepish, "I admit I was a bit impulsive at the time."

"And?"

"I saw Wu Hua at the ball, and we were close enough that I felt something odd about her body, so I touched her, and my hand ended up like this."

"But don’t worry, I think it’s much better now than it was initially. It should be fine by tonight. Also, touching her confirmed my suspicion that something is indeed strange about her physical condition. She’s cold in a way no normal person would be. I suspect she’s still not recovered from the injuries she sustained in the Underground Ancient Tomb."

"Also, she’s formally declared war on me."