My Co-renting Lady Boss
Chapter 922 - 0922 Boring Banquet

Chapter 922: Chapter 0922 Boring Banquet

The luxurious decor in the hall bathed in soft lighting, accompanied by elegant light music, had a very bourgeois ambiance as men and women gathered in groups of three or five to chat and socialize.

"What’s up, whose call is it now?"

Su Xiaoxi held a wine glass and looked curiously at Tang Ming, who was seated on the sofa with his phone.

"Just a minor issue."

Tang Ming laughed strangely. He didn’t expect that he would cause such a big stir after leaving Songlan City. Not only did the Ming Group act, but even the Evil Cultivators emerged, making things more interesting.

"As if that’s nothing."

Su Xiaoxi rolled her eyes at Tang Ming, saying gloomily, "I never realized before that you’re such a busy person. You can’t even relax when you accompany me to a party."

"My dear Miss Su, you wouldn’t really treat me as your fiancé, would you?"

Tang Ming looked at Su Xiaoxi, speechless. "I’ve said I’m not fit for this kind of socializing and entertaining where everyone wears a fake mask; you dragged me here, and yet you’re blaming me without charging extra. How could you have the nerve?"

"I brought you as my fiancé to attend this party."

Su Xiaoxi looked at Tang Ming with a hint of resentment. "Do you know how many people confessed to me under the guise of New Year’s greetings this time?"

"I don’t know, nor am I interested in knowing."

Tang Ming yawned; since she wasn’t his real girlfriend, he couldn’t be bothered.

"Anyway, there were a lot, and most of them were aristocrats from the Capital City. Some people I couldn’t directly refuse, since the Su Family is still in this circle, so I had to bring you, my fiancé, to attend such events, to let everyone know I am not available now, making those with ulterior motives back off."

Su Xiaoxi patiently explained.

"So, ultimately I’m a shield for you."

Tang Ming’s mouth twitched as he looked gloomily at Su Xiaoxi. "Previously, I helped you deal with Sun Zhuangjia alone, which was troublesome enough. Now you want me to fend off so many aristocrats; aren’t you afraid I’ll end up getting played to death?"

"Haha, you know fear, huh? I always thought you were dauntless."

Su Xiaoxi smiled gently. Nowadays, it’s no easy feat to find a man willing to act as a shield, especially someone fearless like Tang Ming — there aren’t many.

"Alright then, I’m already here. Whether this boring party is dull or not, I can only stay."

Tang Ming sighed helplessly.

"There are so many beauties here; sitting and admiring them is good too."

Su Xiaoxi rolled her eyes at Tang Ming and asked curiously, "Can you dance?"

"Why?"

Tang Ming glanced at Su Xiaoxi lifelessly.

"Of course, to be my dance partner."

Su Xiaoxi looked at Tang Ming warmly, as she was an expert dancer.

"No."

Tang Ming bluntly refused.

"You..."

Su Xiaoxi’s face soured, unsure of how to respond.

"Xiaoxi, may I ask you for a dance?"

At that moment, a handsome young man in a tuxedo and white shirt approached, greeting Su Xiaoxi.

"Brother Zhu."

Su Xiaoxi looked up at the man, speaking awkwardly, "I need to accompany my fiancé, I’m afraid..."

"Don’t worry about me, go and enjoy yourself."

Before Su Xiaoxi finished speaking, Tang Ming graciously released her.

"Brother Tang."

Brother Zhu smiled, turning to Tang Ming, "Indeed, you are a man among dragons and phoenixes; your magnanimity makes us feel shame. Thank you for not minding me inviting Xiaoxi to dance."

"You’re welcome, you’re welcome."

Tang Ming smiled and nodded, not confronting a friendly face. Seeing that Su Xiaoxi and Brother Zhu were familiar, he couldn’t give a bad attitude.

"Xiaoxi, your fiancé has agreed, surely you won’t deny this brother who has played with you since childhood?"

Brother Zhu gracefully extended his hand to Su Xiaoxi, smiling softly.

"Alright."

Su Xiaoxi reluctantly glanced at Tang Ming, handed her hand to Brother Zhu, and gracefully walked to the dance floor.

"Tang Xin, thank you. If you need me in the future, feel free to ask. For Xiaoxi’s sake, I’ll definitely help with all my might."

Brother Zhu smiled and nodded, acknowledging Tang Ming.

"You dancing with her more often is helping me."

Tang Ming muttered softly, at last able to drink quietly and eat something. Otherwise, constantly being watched made him a bit uneasy.

As soon as Su Xiaoxi left, Tang Ming swiftly gathered a large pile of food. This was a party where various wealthy second generations from the Imperial City were gathered, so the food was of high standard; it would be a waste not to eat more.

"Tang Ming?"

Just as Tang Ming bowed his head to wolf down the food, a surprised, delightful female voice suddenly emerged.

"Hmm?"

Looking up, Tang Ming’s face changed slightly, as he could hardly believe his eyes when a stunning beauty in a red low-cut evening dress approached him. "How could she be here?"

In the courtyard at the headquarters of Poison Widow, Songlan City, Shura faced Mo Liuye, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, meditating with scars all over. "Master, what happened? I previously saw you enter the Cultivation Room, how... have you deviated?"

"Deviation, my foot."

Mo Liuye opened his eyes, glaring at Shura viciously. "What kind of crap intelligence do you have? Wasn’t it said that Tang Ming only had two Seven-star Martial Masters under him? Why did two Eight-star Martial Masters suddenly appear to surround me?"

"Huh?"

Shura’s face turned pale as he shouted in shock. "Eight-star Martial Masters? And two of them? That’s absolutely impossible. There’s never been an Eight-star Martial Master around Tang Ming; I can vouch with my head."

"Impossible? Then do you think this mess of injuries was inflicted by myself?"

Mo Liuye’s voice chilled.

"What... exactly happened?"

Shura swallowed hard, timidly asking.

"I entered the Cultivation Room and just began to cultivate when hotel people discovered me. They broke in and attacked me. Two Eight-star Martial Masters, had I not had some skills, I would have been killed."

Mo Liuye clenched his teeth and stated.

"Dear heavens, how much power is Tang Ming hiding, having two Eight-star Martial Masters at his command?"

Shura muttered pale-faced; this incident was so significant, he hardly dared to believe it.

"You’re asking me? It’s your fault for providing false intelligence after stealthily staying in Songlan City for so long."

Mo Liuye gritted his teeth and cursed.

"Master, you can’t blame me for this."

Shura looked aggrievedly at Mo Liuye, deftly responding, "Mo Hongsheng was in charge of intelligence, and he never mentioned Tang Ming had Eight-star Martial Masters. Not knowing would be understandable."