Chapter 209: 209 Family Banquet (First Update)

Feeling the warm breath spray on her neck, Mo Qingyi’s ears turned red unconsciously and then she reached out and twisted Duanmu Zhe’s thigh harshly.

Somewhat grinding her teeth, she said, "Little, pig, say, who?"

With each word she uttered, the strength in her hand increased.

Duanmu Zhe might look slender, but actually, there was plenty of flesh on his legs, hmm, and the feel wasn’t bad either.

So she applied even more force with her hand, daring to call her a little pig, truly seeking trouble.

The pain contorted Duanmu Zhe’s facial expression, and he repeatedly begged for mercy from Mo Qingyi, "Heroine, I was wrong, I was wrong, I’ll never dare again, please spare me your mercy."

Mo Qingyi looked coldly at Duanmu Zhe, "Will you dare to talk nonsense in the future?"

"I dare not, I dare not," Duanmu Zhe pleaded with his hands clasped together, "Heroine, it’s my fault, I was blind, I’ll never dare to talk nonsense again, I beg you for your great kindness, spare me this once..."

"That’s more like it," Mo Qingyi smiled satisfied, relaxing the strength in her hands, just about to retract her hand from Duanmu Zhe’s leg, but at that moment, her hand was captured by Duanmu Zhe.

Their hands held together, the warm contact sparked as if electrified, a delicate sentiment spread in the air.

Mo Qingyi’s ear tips, hidden beneath her long hair, turned a slight shade of red.

What’s wrong with this Duanmu Xiaosi, why is he so keen on touching?

Doesn’t he know the difference between men and women? He still thinks it’s like when we were kids!

"Let, go, of, me!" Mo Qingyi ground her teeth, nearly ready to bite someone.

Duanmu Zhe slightly leaned in closer to Mo Qingyi and said in a low voice, with a depth that had just the right hint of huskiness, "Hasn’t anyone told you, a man’s thigh is off-limits?"

Duanmu Zhe was very strong, Mo Qingyi couldn’t break free at all, and since all the small gestures were done under the table, no one noticed anything unusual.

"You pervert, who touched you? Have you no shame?" Mo Qingyi was nearly frantic, and then said, somewhat unnaturally, "Moreover, to say that someone like you qualifies as a man? What a joke!"

The corner of Duanmu Zhe’s mouth curved into a wicked arc as he said, word by word, "Whether I count as a man, why don’t you try and see?"

"Damn it! Try your big ghost head, you shameless thing," Mo Qingyi blushed from the neck up when she caught the implied meaning of his words, "You pervert!"

"Tsk," seeing how she couldn’t take the teasing, Duanmu Zhe scoffed lightly, suppressing the wild thoughts in his heart, and teased, "What happened to the heroine, who can’t even take a joke?"

For someone like Mo Qingyi, who claimed not to ’eat the grass by her own nest,’ she had to be wooed slowly, without rushing too much.

"Excuse me," Mo Qingyi gave him a look, "Duanmu Xiaosi, this heroine doesn’t want to talk to an idiot right now!"

Duanmu Zhe smiled helplessly, "Yes, yes, my heroine, please have some fruit juice now."

Saying this, he poured her a glass of juice and presented it to Mo Qingyi’s mouth with both hands.

"This is much better!" Mo Qingyi took a sip with her head down.

As they were speaking, Mo Zhixuan entered the banquet hall with Jia Zhuo.

"Xuan’er is here," when the Mo family matriarch saw him, her eyes lit up, "Take a seat, we were just waiting for you and Jia Zhuo."

Mo Zhixuan nodded slightly, then naturally sat down beside Chu Jin.

Jia Zhuo took a seat beside Zhou Xunian.

"Have you been waiting long?" Mo Zhixuan moved his chair closer to Chu Jin, and immediately a faint scent of tobacco filled his nostrils.

Within the light tobacco smell was a hint of cool mint, which was quite pleasant.

Chu Jin touched her nose and looked down to say, "Not too long, Auntie and Aunt Tong were very welcoming..." She couldn’t finish her sentence fast enough, let alone pay attention to how long the person had been gone.

Mo Zhixuan looked at her long, beautiful neck and those lustrous, fair earlobes, his eyes darkening a bit with the urge to pinch her pale earlobes. Halfway through reaching out, the girl suddenly turned her head and asked with some confusion, "What’s wrong?"

Mo Zhixuan coughed softly and spoke in a low voice, "Your hair is a mess."

He then reached out to tuck the stray hair by her ear behind it, his expression softening, his deep eyes filled with barely perceptible fondness.

His slightly rough fingertips gently caressed the soft, delicate skin, entwining and causing a tickling sensation...

The two were very close, Mo Zhixuan could even see her thick, long eyelashes tremble lightly.

It was as if a feather brushed gently across the bottom of their hearts, sending ripples through layer after layer.

Everyone saw the interaction between the two.

Gan Mingxie slightly narrowed his eyes, his gaze nonchalantly swept over the two individuals and then swiftly retracted.

He had known Mo Zhixuan for many years but had never seen Mo Zhixuan show such tenderness as at this moment. Had he not witnessed it with his own eyes, he would never have believed that the person before him was the same hegemon soaked in blood, who slaughtered an entire city single-handedly!

Could it be that this young girl really possessed some extraordinary qualities?

However, from the little probe just now, this young girl was no ordinary person either.

His strength was one of the top in the Underworld. It was unexpected that the young girl had just now treated his imposing presence as nothing and had even bounced it back at him so effortlessly.

And if he hadn’t seen it incorrectly, the spiritual power emanating from her was the terrifyingly natural lightning superpower!

Someone who possessed natural superpowers should have a place on the Superpower World ranking.

But strangely, whether in the Superpower World, the Underworld, or the Ancient Martial Arts World, he had never seen this person’s face.

Even stranger was that the aura enveloping her was clearly no different from an ordinary person’s.

Yet inside her body lay a rare natural superpower.

At that moment, Gan Mingxie was filled with curiosity about the young girl in white.

And then there was the old Madame Mo, looking at the two of them, her eyes almost narrowed to slits. She had never seen her son display such behavior towards any female.

The current Mo Zhixuan clearly carried more of a mundane air than before.

His presence also seemed more human.

What a pity that Zheng Chuyi could not see her son’s transformation, which would have been quite satisfying.

The old Madame Mo was quite pleased as she swept her eyes over the guests at the table, then beckoned to Aunt Lan at the side.

Seeing this, Aunt Lan immediately leaned in, "Old Madame, what are your orders?"

With an indifferent expression, the old Madame Mo commanded, "Everyone has arrived, let’s start the meal."

"Very well," Aunt Lan nodded and then signaled the surrounding servants with her eyes to distribute the utensils to the guests.

The Mo family was large and had many rules.

The servants were all strictly trained, so at this moment, at Aunt Lan’s glance, they efficiently sprang into action.

Raising her chopsticks, the old Madame Mo announced, "Tonight’s meal is a family banquet, everyone seated here is not an outsider. Please feel free to eat and drink, and don’t be reserved."

Following this statement from old Madame Mo, the banquet officially began.

**

On the other side, Zheng Chuyi had been waiting in her room for a long time and neither the old Madame Mo nor Mo Zhixuan had come to fetch her personally, not even a servant had been sent.

Now Zheng Chuyi became somewhat restless, and with a ’clang,’ the sound of the string beneath her fingertip abruptly stopped.

She stood up and looked outside the door, her gaze anxious, but there was no sign of the old Madame Mo nor Mo Zhixuan outside the door.

What was the old Madame Mo thinking, not coming over to fetch her yet!

Just then, a young servant approached from a distance. A glimmer of hope flashed in Zheng Chuyi’s eyes as she took the initiative to speak, "Did Madame Mo send you to fetch me?"

The servant looked at Zheng Chuyi, paused for a moment, and said, "Miss Zheng, good day. Are you looking for the old Madame? She’s already dining in the banquet hall up front."

Upon hearing this, Zheng Chuyi’s eyes darkened, and her smile stiffened at the corners of her mouth.

How could they begin dining without the protagonist herself?

Weren’t they neglecting proper protocol?

Moreover, she didn’t even think of coming to fetch me personally!

Doesn’t she know I am angry?

"Miss Zheng? Is there anything else you require? If not, I’ll take my leave."

Zheng Chuyi immediately snapped back to reality, gave the servant a gentle smile, "No, that’s all, you may go."

After the servant left, Zheng Chuyi’s expression contorted somewhat.

At that moment, she was torn between going back into her room and attending the banquet, reluctant to just show up.

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