The Supreme Wild Young Master
Chapter 276: Elder Sister Yulan, Don’t You Love Me Anymore?_1

Chapter 276: Chapter 276: Elder Sister Yulan, Don’t You Love Me Anymore?_1

Mo Shaoyun saw Zhang Xian picking up his phone and sidling off, causing her expression to fall. This guy must be flirting with some beauty again.

Zhu Qing and Dong Qian both pouted, their gazes filled with reproach as they looked at Zhang Xian.

After a while, Zhang Xian came back.

Seeing the sour expressions on Mo Shaoyun, Dong Qian, and Zhu Qing, he touched his nose and then asked, "Elder Sister Meiting wants to invite us to dinner, are you going or not?"

Zhu Qing was surprised, "Why does Fu Meiting want to invite us to dinner?"

Zhang Xian responded, "I am not very clear about that either. I want to get your opinions. If you all say yes, we’ll go together. If not, I’ll head there myself."

Mo Shaoyun said, "Since she invited us, it would be rude not to go. I’ll join you."

Zhu Qing and Dong Qian said, "I’m going too."

Zhang Xian nodded, "Alright then, everyone’s going, including Elder Sister Hong and Elder Sister Yulan."

"Well..." Xiao Nan said, "Maybe I shouldn’t go?"

Zhang Xian asked, "Why would you not go? Didn’t we say we’d stick together? Anyway, she invited everyone, but she doesn’t have your number."

Xiao Nan hesitated, then nodded, "Fine, since everyone’s going, I might as well go too. It’s not like it has anything to do with me. I am just there to watch the show."

...

At a hotel in TianDu City,

Upon entering a young man scans the room with a puzzled look. He had received a call out of nowhere from a beauty inviting him to meet her; yet he couldn’t see a single soul here. What’s going on? Could someone possibly be conning me?

"Jin Zhong, why are you here?"

Another young man entered the hotel, also looking puzzled, "What are you looking around for?"

"Qin Zhao? Why the hell are you here?" Jin Zhong asked confusedly.

Qin Zhao smirked, "Well, isn’t it because a beauty invited me here? However, I’ve looked around, and there seems to be no sign of her."

Jin Zhong asked in surprise, "You were also invited by a beauty to come here? The same thing happened to me, but there’s also no sign of her."

"Really?" Qin Zhao asked, "I have a feeling that we’ve been conned."

"I also have that feeling." Jin Zhong said angrily, "The fuck? Who in TianDu City has the guts to pull a fast one on us? Does he/she wish to die?"

Qin Zhao took another look around, "Since we are here and it’s around dinner time, let’s eat first and investigate later."

Jin Zhong agreed and they both walked in.

Observing from a nearby Mercedes-Benz, Fu Meiting saw Jin Zhong and Qin Zhao going in, furrowed her brows and got out of the car and entered the hotel. She sat at a table not far from Qin Zhao.

Elsewhere, the moment Jin Zhong spotted Fu Meiting, his eyes lit up like two headlights.

Qin Zhao was equally dazzled, almost popping his eyes out at the sight of her.

Just then, several more beauties stepped in. One stood out, and even when surrounded by utter beauties, she was still eye-catching.

"Holy shit..." Qin Zhao nudged Jin Zhong, swallowing hard, "Look over there, what a stunning woman, an absolute goddess!"

Jin Zhong had already noticed; his gaze stuck to the distant beauty as if it had been glued. He had seen and dated many women, but one as beautiful as the one his eyes were now glued to he had never even seen before, much less dated. She was so beautiful that her looks nearly blinded him.

"Mo Shaoyun..." Fu Meiting’s eyebrows furrowed upon seeing Mo Shaoyun.

Every time she saw Mo Shaoyun, she was filled with frustration. Temporarily ignoring the other aspects, at least in terms of physical appearance, she was slightly inferior to Mo Shaoyun, which was extremely frustrating.

With a light smile, she stood up and said, "Welcome everyone, come and have a seat!"

Mo Shaoyun nodded and sat down at the table without saying a word. Zhu Qing and the others did the same without showing any intent of speaking.

Only Duan Hong and Wen Yulan seemed at ease and had no ill-will towards Fu Meiting. They greeted her as they joined the group.

Zhang Xian sat down next to Mo Shaoyun, feeling downcast.

He didn’t know what was Fu Meiting’s plan gathering all the beauties around him. There’s no doubt, the situation was disadvantageous for him.

They had just arrived, but he already sensed an ominous air of tension. It felt like the prelude to a battle.

Fu Meiting wore a gentle smile and said, "Ladies, feel free to order whatever you’d like to eat. We’ve gathered together for the first time, so let’s not be shy. I didn’t expect Zhang Xian to be involved with so many women—it seems we’re a bit short on seats. But dividing us into two tables won’t be fun. I have no idea how to split us up, so ladies, please bear with the inconvenience and forgive my shortcomings."

Upon hearing this, Mo Shaoyun, Zhu Qing, and Dong Qian blushed. Fu Meiting’s straightforward comment left them with mixed feelings.

Xiao Nan, Li Peichi, and Zhu Yan felt rather awkward. They had no connection with Zhang Xian yet Fu Meiting lumped them in alongside the others.

Duan Hong remained aloof as if everything was none of her concern. Even though she and Zhang Xian had a distinctive relationship, she had no intention of fighting or squabbling with the others.

A red-faced Wen Yulan stood up and announced, "Fu Meiting, you’ve misunderstood—I have no relations with Zhang Xian."

Fu Meiting looked surprised and wasn’t sure how to reply to that.

The other women were also taken aback. It was out of tune for Wen Yulan to explain things while everyone else stayed silent. They also found it hard to believe that there was no relationship between Wen Yulan and Zhang Xian.

Even if Wen Yulan was telling the truth, would Zhang Xian really hold himself back around such a delicate beauty?

Zhang Xian appeared disgruntled, "Elder Sister Yulan, are you trying to deny any relationship with me? Don’t you love me anymore?"

"What?" Wen Yulan stammered, snapping, "Zhang Xian, what nonsense are you spouting? When... when did I ever admit to loving you? Can you please stop making things up?".

Mo Shaoyun and the others were utterly shocked at his question. What on earth was Zhang Xian planning? To say such outlandishly shameless words—they wondered whether he was courting public indignation.

Seeing the surprised faces around him, Zhang Xian continued without any consideration for their feelings, "Elder Sister Yulan, you can’t do this to me! Everyone here loves me. How can you not love me too? Are you aware that this really hurts my feelings? I feel like my heart is breaking, bleeding. I’m afraid at this rate it will shatter into pieces. This is too painful to bear!"

"You... you...". Wen Yulan was fuming.

Meanwhile, Mo Shaoyun and the rest were dumbfounded. They stared at Zhang Xian, still unable to process his words. What was he up to? And couldn’t he behave more appropriately?

"Hey, why are you all giving me that look? I know I’m handsome and you all like me, but you’re making me flustered with those stares." Zhang Xian decided to come clean, determined to turn the chaos up a notch. His only option was to let the words flow freely and do as he pleased. What would happen afterwards was not his concern at the moment.

"Uh... I’ve seen shameless people before, but you’re definitely the most shameless," Mo Shaoyun commented, looking aghast.

Xiao Nan and the rest gave him looks of contempt. Dong Qian appeared surprised but refrained from getting angry. Wen Yulan, on the other hand, glared at Zhang Xian furiously.

Fu Meiting gave a bitter smile and said, "Ladies, let’s order! I know you probably don’t like me, but we are all acquaintances here and frankly speaking, I don’t hate you."

Mo Shaoyun didn’t seem in the mood to place an order, so she delegated that task to Xiao Nan.

Xiao Nan had no objections to that. After all, she had nothing to do with Zhang Xian, and therefore would not be considered as Fu Meiting’s adversary.

Zhu Qing took the menu and ticked off a few dishes. Then she cast a resentful glance at Zhang Xian. The women braced themselves for yet another tantrum. After they got back home, they would probably confront Zhang Xian about his irrational behavior.

Zhang Xian acted as if he hadn’t noticed Zhu Qing’s hostility. With a smug smile, he soaked in his self-proclaimed mighty aura.

Seeing Mo Shaoyun sitting still without placing an order and keeping a straight face, he turned towards her: "Wifey, why aren’t you ordering anything? Come on, don’t hold back!"

Mo Shaoyun shot him a glance but didn’t respond.

Zhang Xian was miffed. Grabbing Mo Shaoyun’s hand, he asked, "Wifey, why aren’t you looking at me?"

"What... what are you doing?" Mo Shaoyun tried to free her hand.

Zhang Xian tightened his grip and wouldn’t let go, "Don’t move around. If you break a glass or something, it won’t look good. People might think that we, as a couple, are fighting," he warned.

Having already experienced Zhang Xian’s shameless behavior, Mo Shaoyun quit struggling when he refused to let go.

Zhang Xian let out a smirk, started caressing her hand, and said, "Wifey, your hand is so soft, so smooth... your skin is truly tender!"

Zhu Yan seemed disgusted at Zhan Xian’s comment, "Brother-in-law, I have to say, you’re the dirtiest man I’ve ever seen. Don’t you think as you are in public, you should behave appropriately?"

Zhu Qing and others were watching him closely, appearing torn. Although Zhang Xian spoke in a low voice, it was loud enough for everyone to hear his comments.

Mo Shaoyun’s face turned crimson with embarrassment and anger. She shouted, "You... let go of me."

"I won’t..." Zhang Xian smirked and directed his words towards the other women, "Why are you all looking at me like that? Is it such a big deal to hold my wife’s hand? Is it necessary to stare at me with those eyes?"

Zhu Qing gritted her teeth and said, "Zhang Xian, can you stop being so shameless? If you want to hold her hand, just do it. Why do you have to describe it as ’smooth and soft’?"

Mo Shaoyun bit her lip and struggled to get away from him.

"Qingqing, actually, your hand is just as soft and smooth." Zhang Xian rubbed his nose, then turned to Mo Shaoyun and said, "Wifey, darling, don’t move. You need to maintain your image!"

In a gritted-teeth tone, Mo Shaoyun retorted, "You keep talking about maintaining one’s image. I’d like to ask, do you even have any image left?"

"Of course, I do." Zhang Xian responded, "We are family. I don’t need to be that formal. In public, though, I’m always dignified."

Li Peichi curled her lips, commenting, "If you’re considered dignified, then there is no dignified person in this world."

The corners of Zhang Xian’s mouth twitched unnaturally. He asked, "Little Sister Peici, are you feeling an itch in your butt?"