For the first time, Ye Moxuan was so patient while talking to a child. He didn’t even notice that his tone was getting softer by the minute. “If you are a bad person, then you wouldn’t have saved me just now. That is why I think you’re a good person, mister.”
Ye Moxuan raised his eyebrows, but he didn’t respond. Little Bean saw that he was speechless, so he asked again, “Mister… are you here to attend the banquet?”
“Yes.” Ye Moxuan pressed his lips and nodded. “Oh. Then why are you wearing a mask? It’s not a masquerade party.”
Ye Moxuan’s lips quirked up to a nice angle, and he replied to him in a low voice, “Why don’t you tell me first? Why are you wearing a mask too?” “Wow, mister, you are so sly. I asked you first.”
As Ye Moxuan gazed at the little boy in front of him, he felt that he was an interesting and smart kid. Whose kid is this? Why is he here all alone? And where is that so-called rich mommy of his?
Just when he was about to ask some questions, music started playing at the banquet, and Little Bean exclaimed, “The banquet is starting!”
Ye Moxuan looked at the time and concurred. He had a glance at the little brat again; he thought that the kid almost ruined his plans tonight. After all, he didn’t come to the banquet just to chat with a little brat.
Before he could say anything, the little brat opened his mouth. “Mister, thank you for helping me today. I will repay you in the future if I have the chance. I’ll go now.”
He ran away before Ye Moxuan could come back to his senses. He stopped and waved his pair of white delicate hands in the air. Finally, he went away.
As Ye Moxuan watched him leave, he fell into deep thought.
…
“Ladies and gentlemen. Welcome to tonight’s banquet!” the host spoke on a freshly built stage before inviting Han Qing up to have a say. These were all normal banquet procedures. After Han Qing came up onstage, the guests of the banquet gave him a huge round of applause.
As soon as the thunderous applause quieted down, Han Qing began his speech.
At the same time, Han Muzi had finished dressing up and was at the back of the banquet hall. Yan was standing beside her and staring at her in awe. “I thought I had to wait my whole life for your wedding to see you dressed up in such a grand fashion. I would never imagine seeing you like this now. And… I don’t think you’ll be able to surpass this dress ever. It looks so good.”
Even though the work wasn’t designed by Han Muzi herself, it was still specially made.
Feeling helpless, she smiled bitterly and gave the glamorous dress a thorough look.
She was in the design business, so naturally, it was all familiar to her. Every part of the dress was custom made, which made it quite heavy to wear because of the pieces of diamonds that were inlaid into the dress along with some double-sided embroidery. Furthermore, Han Qing had also hired someone to prepare a diamond tiara for her to pair with the dress.
Han Muzi was starting to get an existential crisis. When the makeup artist finally took out the crown, she felt like passing out. Usually, she was the person offstage watching someone else wear something like this, but now, she didn’t expect she would be in this position. Not to mention, showing up in front of that many people.
Despite accepting her identity as Han Muzi, she always tried to keep a low-profile in the last five years.
I’m still… not used to this. Han Muzi didn’t feel like herself anymore due to the heavy dress, but… in the eyes of others, this was undoubtedly a stunning look.
“It’s fine. Look how pretty it is. Let’s take a photo; I need to post this in my WeChat Moments.” Yan took out her phone and opened the camera. After a few group shots with her, she also took a few photos of Han Muzi alone.
Afterward, the host came over and gently reminded them while being awestruck by Han Muzi, “Miss Muzi, are you ready?”
Han Muzi gave her a look and took a deep breath. “Yes.”
“Alright. Let me help you up the stage.”
Since the dress was heavy, the host wanted to help her out. Han Muzi refused at the start, but after giving it some thought, she gave her hand to her. “Thank you.”
The talk outside was still ongoing. The guests were focusing their attention on Han Qing, and suddenly a flash of bright lights came up to the corner of their eyes. When they looked over, the guests were immediately stunned, and some of them even let out a scream. Atmosphere and emotions were things that could easily be stirred up as long as someone took the lead. After that, the others followed suit.
As soon as Han Qing heard the gasps, a trace of joy flashed through his eyes, and he turned toward the direction all the guests were facing.
Han Muzi slowly went up the stage with the support of the host. Her dress and the diamond tiara above made her sparkle under the shining stage lights. It felt as though she was walking down star avenue where everyone couldn’t turn away from her light.
The aura emanating around her was cold, especially her eyes. However, when Han Qing was choosing a dress for her, he suddenly wanted to change his little sister’s image, so he went to discuss with the designer about this dress. Initially, the designer was reluctant to give him the dress because it was designed meticulously by himself, so he only wanted to sell it to someone special. After further discussion with Han Qing, the designer implied that he would consider it. That night, he emailed Han Qing saying that he had agreed.
Seeing her walking on the stage now step by step while wearing the dress, Han Qing felt that his actions were accounted for.
Meanwhile, a slim figure was hidden among the crowd while the mask on his face glowed a strange light. Under the stage lights, the mask matched with the dress worn by Han Muzi.
Since Han Muzi came up on stage, Ye Moxuan had locked his eyes onto her without moving away for a second. At the same time, he felt as if his heart was seized tightly by a pair of hands.
The pulsating power of his heartbeat exhausted his breathing. I never knew… At this moment, the beauty of my beloved woman is so captivating. Suddenly, he felt a deep sense of regret.
Later on, Ye Moxuan’s phone vibrated, and he picked it up to have a look. It was a WeChat call from his good friend in England.
He placed the phone beside his ear while his eyes were still following the beautiful figure on the stage; he was unwilling to look away. The mandarin heard from the phone wasn’t fluent, but the tone was serious. “How is it? My old friend, I’ve seen the pictures sent to me by my assistant. She is gorgeous. Is she the one you love?” The foreigner’s questions were direct because his understanding of the Chinese language was lacking.
As Ye Moxuan gazed at the lady who just reached the center of the stage, a smile crossed his lips underneath the mask. “Yes.”
“Congratulations. She is beautiful and worthy of the dress I designed.”
Ye Moxuan smiled again as he thought of the words he told him before. “Thank you. I’ll treat you to a meal whenever you come to China.”
