Return to the City: The Strongest King
Chapter 757 - 758

Chapter 757: 758

The hall was abuzz with activity, with nearly fifty young men and women scattered throughout, all dressed impressively, holding wine glasses in their hands, some chatting quietly in pairs, while others gathered in groups of four or five, speaking in light, easy laughter. Despite the liveliness, it wasn’t chaotically noisy.

In the eyes of ordinary people, when the sons and daughters of the wealthy gather, it’s often perceived as indulgent partying, the kind that features extravagant banquets.

However, in reality, not many people actually live that way. Those indulging in lavish feasts are usually the prodigal sons of rich families.

Most people, aiming to inherit their family businesses, prefer to attend these classy, stylish gatherings, firstly to showcase their taste, and secondly to network, which will help them in their future endeavors.

Their parents generally support them wholeheartedly in these pursuits, providing whatever money or materials are necessary.

The attendees were also not uncouth; almost all were highly educated and had considerable insight in personal cultivation and academic achievement.

"Qiao Bin, you brought a friend?" a man dressed in a casual white suit approached with a smile and spoke to Qiao Bin.

"Yes, this is Little Yue, a friend from Tiannan; I happened to meet her, so I brought her along to join in the fun," Qiao Bin replied.

"Oh, a friend from Tiannan, welcome." The man greeted Song Xiaodong and his group, then turned and walked away, obviously uninterested in a friend from another region.

Several others, nearly identical to the first, recognized that Song Xiaodong had no connections of value to offer; they naturally wouldn’t waste their time.

Qiao Bin said, "Buddy, once you’re here, just relax and see what happens. Whether you find an opportunity or not is up to you. I can’t help you much. Little Yue, let me introduce two friends. Their network in the film industry is extensive indeed. Knowing them could be very beneficial for your future career."

Song Xiaodong replied, "Okay, then you go ahead."

Cheng Xiaoyue gave Song Xiaodong a wry smile in secret, having no choice but to follow along.

Song Xiaodong and Shui Qingyue walked over and sat down nearby. They noticed Lin Su’er chatting with a man and a woman, while Miao Xuanxuan, Xiao Yingying, and Shui Qinghe, along with a few others, seemed to be playing cards.

None of these people noticed Song Xiaodong and Shui Qingyue coming in, and surprisingly, no young people from the Su family were present, which spared Song Xiaodong from being recognized.

Song Xiaodong commented, "I thought this kind of party would be more like a nightclub."

Shui Qingyue chuckled and replied, "Those are the kinds of events that only uneducated people from well-off families attend. Anyone with some ambition attends gatherings like this one, which enhances personal reputation."

"Oh, that seems rather dull, just like those gatherings I’ve been to," he observed.

Shui Qingyue nodded, "Yes, they’re just following in the footsteps of their elders. Many people grow up through experiences like these."

Song Xiaodong shrugged his shoulders and added, "That does seem rather uninteresting."

"So you prefer those other kinds of parties, you big rascal," Shui Qingyue pouted, her tone tinged with sarcasm.

Song Xiaodong let out a chuckle and said, "I’m just saying, with my current status, a mere word from me and those little stars and big stars would willingly climb into my bed..."

Feeling a pinch on his thigh, Song Xiaodong laughed softly and said, "But none of them are as good as my wives, especially Little Qingyue, who’s waiting for me tonight. I really can’t be interested in those things anymore."

"You big jerk, you’re not allowed in my room tonight," Shui Qingyue said with a blushing face, spitting a little at Song Xiaodong. Once she let go of her inhibitions, she couldn’t help but truly treat their relationship with the mindset of a girlfriend, getting jealous and acting coy.

Lin Su’er finally saw Song Xiaodong, her eyes lit up, and she raised her glass to gesture to the two people with her, then walked straight toward Song Xiaodong.

Just as she approached Song Xiaodong, Lin Su’er called out "Dongzi," and two men approached from the side. After giving Song Xiaodong a quick glance, one of them smiled and said, "Lin Su’er, you know them, huh?"

Lin Su’er, now much shrewder, immediately responded with a smile, "Of course I do. This is Doctor Song, whose medical skill is extremely profound. I have invited him to our hospital several times. Doctor Song, what a coincidence to meet you here again."

Song Xiaodong couldn’t help but praise Lin Su’er, as this girl used to never lie; she would blush the moment she did. Now, she’s trained herself to keep a straight face.

This isn’t to say that Lin Su’er now lies, as lying often just makes a person uncomfortable around those they are close to, but helping someone they are close to deceive others is something many might handle quite smoothly, Lin Su’er included. That should be considered an enhancement of her reaction speed.

"So you’re a doctor, my apologies," said the two men, nodding at Song Xiaodong. It was clearly just a polite remark, as these young men were in good health and couldn’t appreciate the importance of knowing a proficient doctor.

While doctors do hold high social status, in front of these wealthy young heirs, it hardly placed him in their circle, with Lin Su’er barely making the cut because the hospital she belongs to is owned by the Su Family and her younger age as a deputy director made her acceptable to them.

Lin Su’er said, "I’m a bit tired of standing. Doctor Song, I’d actually like to talk to you about something. Do you mind if I sit here?"

"Sure," Song Xiaodong smiled gently.

Only then did Lin Su’er sit next to Song Xiaodong, giving Shui Qingyue a sweet smile.

Since they had something to discuss, the two men no longer lingered and walked away.

"I’m so tired," Lin Su’er complained to Song Xiaodong with a pout, "Wearing high heels and standing for so long, my feet are numb."

Song Xiaodong said, "Then tonight when you go home, I’ll give you a good massage."

Lin Su’er showed a cute, pitiful smile and said, "But I’m sore and achy right now."

"How about I give you a rub right now?" Song Xiaodong winked at Lin Su’er.

Lin Su’er immediately said with embarrassment, "How could we? Others would see."

"It’s okay, let Qingyue cover for you a bit, and with the tablecloth here, this angle is also good, others won’t see."

With such temptation from Song Xiaodong, Lin Su’er was indeed somewhat tempted. She rarely wore high heels and was truly uncomfortable having had to wear them today.