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Chapter 202 - 202 203 The Palace-Like Villa!

202: Chapter 203: The Palace-Like Villa!

202: Chapter 203: The Palace-Like Villa!

Tang Zhong left, and Bai Xiaochun could only take Wei Suo home.

As for the birthday celebration at the Jiu Zhou Hotel, the previous drama had killed everyone’s interest in celebrating, so the celebration was simply held, and since Tang Zhong had ruined it and the senior didn’t speak up, other tycoons let the matter go as well.

After all, Tang Zhong’s move of punching through knives was truly too ruthless in everyone else’s eyes.

Driving a BMW, Tang Zhong entered “25 Ling Mountain Road” into the car’s GPS, quickly received directions, saw them, and promptly drove there.

Ling Mountain Road backed onto Flying Spirit Mountain, the tallest mountain in Jianghai City, with an altitude of 800 meters.

However, Flying Spirit Mountain was not just any ordinary mountain but had already been developed.

Apart from dense trees, the mountain was all serpentine roads, and even though it was evening now, it was still brightly lit.

From afar, one could see villas hugging the mountainside; naturally, only the wealthy could afford such villas.

At that moment, a three-story palace-like villa in the villa district was even more eye-catching.

Outside, dozens of luxury cars were parked, all from very prestige brands, indicating the powerful status of the people here.

Further inside, one could see the villa’s main gate, a black iron gate about two meters tall, guarded by a doorman dressed in a black tailcoat to keep out the uninvited.

Further inside was a huge fountain featuring a sculpture of Caesar on horseback, a testament to the noble status of the owner.

The villa itself was even more brightly lit.

Tonight, a birthday celebration was being held here, with men and women holding wine glasses coming and going, each with their notable status.

Yet at the moment, a woman similarly dressed in formal wear stood anxiously at the entrance, looking in the direction of arrival from time to time while checking the time.

She was Lu Xingyue, waiting for Tang Zhong.

She had been there for quite a while without seeing Tang Zhong arrive, growing increasingly anxious, wanting to contact him but without his contact details, she could only wait anxiously.

“Senior… are you coming or not?”

Suddenly, a servant approached and said, “Miss, the banquet is about to begin, and the master is calling for you.”

“Don’t rush me.

I’ll wait a bit longer; you go ahead,” Lu Xingyue said.

She feared Tang Zhong might arrive and not know how to get in, so it seemed better to wait there.

“Then I will take my leave,” the servant said.

And then he left.

Lu Xingyue continued to look ahead, wondering why Senior was taking so long.

Perhaps he wasn’t coming?

She felt a bit nervous.

Standing beside the villa, she could see the winding mountain road ahead.

Apart from the street lamps, there was no other light, so it was bright in patches and pitch-black in others.

Just then, a beam of light suddenly appeared, speeding along the mountain road.

Lu Xingyue saw it and felt a bit nervous; it must be Senior, and if not, she should go back.

Three minutes later, in front of the villa, the light grew closer and closer—it was Tang Zhong driving here.

He drove at max speed and finally arrived, screeching to a halt with the BMW beautifully spinning and the tires sparking from the friction.

Then, Tang Zhong got out of the car.

Seeing this, Lu Xingyue brightened up, “Senior, you’ve finally arrived.”

“Sorry about that, a little issue held me up, but I’m not late, am I?” Tang Zhong said, smiling.

“Of course not, it’s already great that you could come.

Let’s go; I’ve already introduced you to my grandpa,” Lu Xingyue said.

Then Lu Xingyue took Tang Zhong’s arm and they walked into the villa.

Tang Zhong was somewhat uncomfortable being pulled like this but still smiled.

At this moment, in a five-star presidential suite in Jianghai City.

A blond woman in pajamas, her hair tousled, was freaking out.

“Tang Zhong…

Damn Tang Zhong, you don’t see me… huh, I don’t want to see you either.

Who cares about seeing you!”

“Tang Zhong, you better not let me see you, otherwise I’ll make you pay!”

“Hmph!”

By the bedside, Linda had been observing the person on the bed growing more and more distraught for over an hour.

Indeed, the person on the bed was Madina.

“Um…

when are we going to wash up?

You’re usually resting by now, and if we delay any longer, it won’t be good for your skin!” Linda continued to urge.

Suddenly, Madina turned and looked at Linda with a sorrowful expression, “Do you think Brother Tang doesn’t like me, and that’s why he isn’t seeing me?”

This stumped Linda; she had no clue what was going on, nor did she know who this so-called Brother Tang was!

“Look, Miss, how would I know whether he likes you or not?

Wait a minute, like, are you in a relationship?” Linda suddenly realized the gravity of the situation.

As a popular star, dating was the last thing she was allowed to do.

“No…

no!” Madina defended herself, there really wasn’t anything—she liked Tang Zhong, but it seemed like he was avoiding her.

“That’s good…

By the way, who exactly is this Brother Tang you mentioned?

I’ve never heard of him!” Linda asked.

“No one, no one, alright, I’m going now to wash up!” This time, Madina stood up and headed straight for the washroom.

Brother Tang had said not to reveal his name, and Madina remembered that well.

Linda was completely speechless and didn’t bother with Madina anymore since she had gone to freshen up.

…

Flying Spirit Mountain.

Tang Zhong was brought into the villa by Lu Xingyue and as they walked, he suddenly sneezed.

Lu Xingyue quickly asked, “Senior, what’s wrong?

Do you have a cold?”

“No!” Tang Zhong was also puzzled, wondering why he had suddenly sneezed.

At that moment, two more people walked in.

Inside the villa, it was like a palace.

Everywhere there were people in suits, clearly a gathering of high-level individuals, much better than the one at Fourth Master’s earlier.

They were dressed in formal wear, holding glasses of red wine.

Men and women met and embraced, clearly a gathering of high society.

Looking at the center, there sat an older man with graying hair but wearing glasses, dressed in red clothing, looking amiable.

Around him were several young people, probably the elder’s grandsons.

Next to them, there were gifts everywhere.

There were gemstones, Great Cauldrons, and Jade horses— all kinds of gifts were present.

“Is that your grandfather?” Tang Zhong asked.

“Yes, my grandfather’s name is Lu Haiyang, you can call him Grandpa too!” Lu Xingyue said with a smile.

“Oh, I see!” Tang Zhong nodded.

However, something felt off; it was someone else’s birthday, and he hadn’t brought any gifts.

But just then, a man in a white suit, holding a glass of red wine, suddenly stepped in front of them and said with a smile to Lu Xingyue, “Xingyue, why are you hanging out with a beggar?”