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Chapter 162 guests at the Hongmen Banquet, the one who attended would rule the world

Chapter 162: 162 guests at the Hongmen Banquet, the one who attended would rule the world

Compared to everyone feeling awkward, Xu Siyi accepting the flowers was undoubtedly the best outcome.

Sun Xiyu smiled, glanced over this topic, and said to Li Shuru, "I’ve reserved a place at the ceaseless flow, I remember you prefer Sichuan cuisine."

"I’ve already chosen a place."

Li Shuru acted as if nothing had happened just before.

Sun Xiyu looked back.

"The place you’ve picked can’t possibly fit so many people, can it?"

Li Shuru was silent.

These young masters were friends of Sun Xiyu, they had nothing to do with her, she did not even know them; if it were the outspoken Zheng Jingjing, she might have told these people to get lost, but she could not bring herself to say such words.

"Fine, let’s go with the ceaseless flow."

Xu Siyi laughed, "I’ve long heard that the Sichuan cuisine at this restaurant is famous, and I finally have the chance to try it. Sun Shao, lead the way, these flowers are really heavy."

Sun Xiyu nodded, turned, and walked back to his Bull.

A group of dashing young masters hurriedly got into their cars.

Li Shuru and Xu Siyi also got back into their Parme.

"Is this ninety-nine roses?"

Guo Ran turned to look at the roses Xu Siyi received on behalf of others.

"Did you count them?"

Xu Siyi promptly stuffed the bouquet into Guo Ran’s arms, then let out a sigh of relief as if a great burden had been lifted.

"That was so tiring."

"Why are you giving this to me?"

Guo Ran quickly said.

"It’s for you now, it’s not often in a girl’s life that she receives ninety-nine roses."

Xu Siyi winked.

Looking at the flowers forcibly stuffed into her arms, Guo Ran was caught between laughter and tears.

The flowers were clearly meant for Shuru, so how did they end up in her hands after such twists and turns?

"Alright, if you all don’t want them, I’ll take them."

"Shuru, are you really going to treat so many people to a meal? We don’t even know them, you haven’t even invited your classmates."

Zheng Jingjing spoke up.

Li Shuru fastened her seatbelt, and softly said, "Why don’t you go down and tell them to leave?"

Zheng Jingjing’s words came to a halt, and she remained silent.

Although she acted on her feelings, being the straightforward type, she was not foolish.

Those were all sons of wealthy or noble families; was she out of her mind, to go offend them for no reason?

The astonishing line-up of supercars turned their heads one after another, merging into the traffic.

Nearby vehicles made way.

On the internet, whenever there’s talk of rich second-generation individuals, public opinion is one-sided; it’s either sarcasm or bizarre comments, as if belittling them or finding fault with them can inexplicably generate a sense of achievement.

But in reality, just like these pedestrians on the side of the road, there was not a hint of disdain. On these people’s faces was nothing but reverence and longing for wealth and power.

Many were even taking photos with their phones.

Ceaseless flow.

A well-known high-end restaurant in East Sea, specializing in Sichuan cuisine, where it’s almost impossible to get a seat without a reservation.

With so many people, naturally, they could not sit in the main hall; Sun Xiyu had reserved the largest private room at the ceaseless flow, the "Heavenly Abode," which was nearly eighty square meters, accommodating thirty people for dining was no problem at all.

Originally intending to have a simple birthday, but now, it turned out to be perhaps the most bustling one she had ever experienced.

"Shuru, where’s that senior of yours, Jiang Chen?"

Sun Xiyu naturally sat next to Li Shuru, and no one competed with him for the spot.

Li Shuru was seated next to Xu Siyi on her right side.

Hearing Sun Xiyu bring up Jiang Chen, Guo Ran’s expression inevitably became a bit weird.

Zheng Jingjing, who had always been vocal in her complaints about Jiang Chen, even subconsciously glanced at the dozen or so young masters chattering and laughing around the table.

Goodness.

She sensed an undercurrent of animosity.

In this situation, if Jiang Chen did come, would he be able to leave unscathed?

"He’ll be coming soon."

"Shuru, have you messaged Jiang Chen to tell him the change of location?"

Xu Siyi reminded her.

Li Shuru paused, realizing she hadn’t considered this.

"I’ll give him a call."

Having said that, she stood up, walked out of the private room, and into the hallway, dialing Jiang Chen’s cell phone.

The call connected quickly.

"I’ll be leaving shortly."

"The location has changed."

"Why did it suddenly change?"

Jiang Chen was a bit puzzled but didn’t think too much, "Just send me the address."

Li Shuru hesitated.

"What’s wrong?"

Jiang Chen sensed something amiss.

"Maybe, you shouldn’t come over."

After much deliberation, Li Shuru couldn’t help but say it. Although she thought she understood Sun Xiyu’s character, his actions today were gradually overturning her previous perceptions.

With so many people inside, and all of them unbridled young masters, it was really hard to predict what might happen.

"Why not?"

Jiang Chen, who knew nothing about this, smiled, inevitably puzzled.

"Sun Xiyu is here too."

Li Shuru took the initiative to explain, "I didn’t invite him, he came on his own."

"You mean the rich playboy you talked about last time?"

"Yes."

"So what?"

Jiang Chen laughed, "I’ve been wanting to see what the native scions of East Sea are like."

In the dormitory.

Luo Peng, who heard Jiang Chen speaking, revealed a skeptical look.

East Sea’s young master?

What’s the situation?

"Not just him."

Li Shuru spoke succinctly, "He also brought a bunch of friends, all playboys."

Jiang Chen fell silent, finally understanding what she was worried about.

"Are you worried I’ll be at a disadvantage?"

Li Shuru didn’t speak.

"It’s fine."

Jiang Chen smiled carelessly.

"According to what you said, he should be a young master with good home training and manners, not a hooligan, he probably wouldn’t do anything to a student like me. If I don’t go, wouldn’t it be a joke?"

If it were the old Jiang Chen, Li Shuru definitely wouldn’t let him come, but now she knew that Jiang Chen’s background was also unfathomable.

Such a person also has his own pride.

With her status, a hint of warning was enough, she shouldn’t make decisions for others.

"I’ll send you the address."

Li Shuru didn’t say any more.

"Okay."

Jiang Chen hung up the phone, and although he had been bold with Li Shuru just now, after putting down the phone, he couldn’t help but twitch the corner of his eye.

A bunch of playboys.

Even without seeing the actual scene, just the thought of it brought a great oppressive feeling rushing in.

"What’s up?"

Luo Peng asked.

"One of Li Shuru’s former pursuers, probably the protagonist who sent the plane at noon, is now with her and brought a group of brothers."

"Damn, Jiang Chen, this is clearly a setup."

Luo Peng’s brows twitched.

"How about we don’t go?"

He pressed down on Jiang Chen’s shoulder, "A moment of patience may make for calm waters."

Jiang Chen laughed, "Since when have you become such a coward?"

"There’s no need to smash an egg against a rock."

Although Luo Peng usually acted carefree, he wasn’t single-minded; in fact, he was often more discerning than most.

"Damn it, even helicopters are involved, we are still out of our league with these people, when it’s time to avoid the sharp edge, we should."

Jiang Chen looked at him.

Luo Peng met his gaze and nodded, "I’m serious."

"Peng zi, have you ever heard this saying?"

"What?"

Luo Peng was confused.

Jiang Chen grinned.

"Even if it’s a setup, it was the guest who ended up winning the world."