Luxury Emperor Ballroom

The Luxury Emperor's ballroom was where the affluent congregated in Ning An City—on the lavish street of Hua'an.

Yun Bixue sat in the corner on the second floor of the ballroom, looking over the distinguished guests on the lower floor. The edges of her lips arched mockingly at herself.

The ballroom was large and could accommodate more than a thousand people. Melodious music slowly filled the venue.

From time to time, prominent celebrities and esteemed guests would enter the venue, accompanied by cheers erupting from the ballroom's entrance.

The overhead spotlights flashed continuously, in unison with the excited cheers.

Yun Bixue remained indifferent as she watched the event unfold until she noticed him entering the venue.

Donning a dark brown tuxedo, he was tall, elegant and appeared to be in his late twenties. His defined features and porcelain skin shone under the bright lights, exuding elegance and a luxurious aura effortlessly.

All eyes fell on him as he became the immediate focus. Just like the Sun, he was warm and dazzling. His accompanying partner was equally beautiful, dressed in a brilliant scarlet evening gown, graceful and alluring.

"It's Young Master Su and Miss Meng!" someone exclaimed. The crowd snapped out of their shock and approached the couple to greet them and convey their good wishes.

Yun Bixue let out a deep sigh; the person she had been waiting for had finally arrived.

The conversations and toasts on the lower floor continued, only to be interrupted by a crisp sound from above. The door at the top of the staircase leading to the second floor opened and the crowd looked up at the source of the noise.

A graceful lady glided gently down the stairs. Her skin was pale like a jade, and her pulled back silky black hair revealed her slender neckline. Her simple aqua gown contrasted against her celestial beauty, highlighting it.

"Who is she?" a voice in the crowd blurted. No one recalled ever seeing such an alluring beauty in Ning An City.

"Yun Bixue!"

The source of the voice was unknown, and the crowd grew puzzled. Yun Bixue... Could she belong to the Yun family?

"Yun Bixue is the most cherished granddaughter of Grandfather Yun. The Yun family has been declared bankrupt and is no longer regarded as influential. Moreover, Grandfather Yun is in the hospital with an unstable condition. How can Yun Bixue appear in such an event?" Confusion clouded over the faces in the crowd.

"Could she be attempting to regain their authority through this event?"

In the midst of the commotion, Yun Bixue strutted towards Su Lenghan, picking up two glasses of red wine as she passed the waiter.

"Here's a toast to you, Su Lenghan!" Yun Bixue smiled as she passed a glass to the other.

If she'd had any other opportunities to meet him, she wouldn't have expended the effort to grace this event.

The warmth in Su Lenghan's eyes showed a cold glint—he had never seen Yun Bixue in such an extravagant get-up.

In the past, she never wore a skirt and blended in with the crowd with her ordinary appearances. However, he was astounded today by how elegant and graceful she could be.

Noticing his dazed expression, his accompanying partner, Meng Xinyan, gently shook his arm as she called his name, "Lenghan?"

Su Lenghan regained his composure and looked at his partner reassuringly. He then turned to Yun Bixue and took the glass of wine from her.

Meng Xinyan retreated silently to offer Su Lenghan some privacy.

Sipping on her wine while leaning in, Yun Bixue whispered, "Su Lenghan, if you wish to keep the severing of your engagement a secret, lend me 600,000 yuan."

Yes, Grandfather Yun's surgery cost 600,000 yuan, and it was only after suffering the current plight of the Yun family that she realized that she lived in a cold-hearted society. If there had been alternatives, she wouldn't have to approach Su Lenghan.

Su Lenghan's cold gaze stiffened a little. Frowning, he said, "Bixue, this isn't the kind of person you ought to be."

As Bixue looked at the emotionally distant man—noting the impatience in his voice—she unwittingly tightened her grip on the wine glass in her hand. Bitterness seeped in as she realized that she had misjudged him all along.

"Su Lenghan, even after spending three years together, you don't understand me. The Yun family is in shambles, to save my grandfather, I am willing to do anything. Furthermore, isn't the collapse of the Yun family the reason that you're together with Meng Xinyan?"

It would be a lie to say that she didn't care. After all, having spent three years together, even if there was no chemistry between them, they had grown accustomed to each other's presence. In contrast, she was now being treated with neglect. Nobody knew that her self-worth was being eroded piece by piece.

Su Lenghan gave the wine glass a shake, staring at the red wine within. Rays of cold-bloodedness emitted from his elegant face. "Bixue, I know you understand that I don't love you. I hope you don't continue to pester me."

Pester—upon hearing that word, Yun Bixue felt something tightening around her heart. The lingering smile she'd had, grew stiff and could no longer be maintained.

Meng Xinyan saw that Su Lenghan looked as though he wanted to drink some wine, and stepped forward. "Lenghan, you can't drink. Father hopes that we can have a child together this year." Meng Xinyan grumbled playfully.

As Su Lenghan looked toward Meng Xinyan, his gaze grew warm. "Alright, I won't drink. Apologies, Miss Yun, I'm afraid I am unable to reciprocate your toast."

Yun Bixue found the harmonious image of them painful to look at. What was she still hoping for? Even Su Lenghan was unwilling to lend her money, and nobody would be willing to make themselves the enemies of the An family of Tian Jing City.

In the face of various looks filled with prejudice, compassion, or empathy, Yun Bixue maintained her elegant smile. She raised her wine glass and presented a toast toward the crowd, and downed the entire glassful.

At the same moment, scuffling and yelling broke out at the entrance.

With two bodyguards clearing the way, a man of incomparable magnificence entered.

Donning a well-tailored, handmade white suit, it was as though he came from another world. His tall stature was well-built and filled with extraordinary elegance. His ink-black short hair reflected light off the chandelier and lingered. His picturesque eyes shone like glass. His complexion was snow-white, with a face that was overwhelmingly exquisite. His temperament was mellow, yet dreamy.

The moment he stepped into the hall, everyone's attention was spontaneously attracted toward him. Some even gasped, such an extremely gorgeous man possessed breathtakingly shocking beauty.

Yun Bixue was shaken as well. She had not known that such an enchanting man had existed in this world. His beauty was beyond her comprehension.

The moment only lasted a second before Yun Bixue lowered her head. The more beautiful the man, the more toxic he was. This was evident in the case of An Yexuan, and in the current case of Su Lenghan.

While Yun Bixue locked her brows in thought, she was suddenly pushed from behind. She staggered, and her heels stepped on the hemline of her dress. Losing balance, she fell face first onto the floor.

"Ping... Pa..." Yun Bixue fell, and her wine glass shattered, making a crisp sound that broke the silence in the hall. The crowd's attention was shifted toward Yun Bixue immediately.

All of it happened in a second. Yun Bixue's entire body was shivering with pain. The color was drained from her face and blood had stained her hand. But she fought with all she had to hold on, she did not want others to treat her as a joke.

When Yun Bixue attempted to pick herself up, a sudden force pushed her down again.

"Sister, Sister are you alright? It must be painful..."

A delicate voice was heard, a petite girl wearing a white one-piece ran toward Yun Bixue. She lowered herself and tried to help Yun Bixue, tears dripping down her cheeks.

The crowd immediately developed a tender affection for this petite girl. She was so pure and endearing, making others want to protect her. The crowd almost ignored Yun Bixue, who had fallen and remained reactionless.

Yun Bixue raised her head and looked at her cousin 1 —Yun Mengshi, and felt cynical. After being pushed by her cousin, the glass shards had pierced her palm and arm. Sweat was even coming out of her forehead.Witnessing this scene, Xie Limo's steps paused. With his almond eyes shimmering, his mouth curled apathetically.

Upon seeing Yun Bixue's clear, beautiful face and the enduring stubbornness in her eyes, Xie Limo's eyes flickered. His laid-back expression changed slightly and advanced toward Yun Bixue. He lowered himself and extended his right hand which was as exquisite as jade.

"Are you okay?" asked Xie Limo, the center of his fine eyebrows furrowed slightly as he looked at Yun Bixue. His question was delivered slowly, with a voice that was as clear as a running river. The voice flowed into Yun Bixue's heart, filling her with warmth.

A lump formed in her throat. In her most sorry state, she ended up having a stranger save her.

Yun Bixue took her undamaged hand and placed it in Xie Limo's palm. He closed his hand, and the warmth from his hand transferred to her heart.

As for Yun Mengshi, she looked at the man in front of her from closeby, he was as outstanding as a white lotus. She felt her heart race and her soul quiver. She had to have this man.

Xie Limo had not even stolen a glance at Yun Mengshi. After helping Yun Bixue to her feet, he spoke sleekly, "Xie Liu, help her dress her wounds."

A man wearing a black suit came from behind and bowed respectfully at Xie Limo. He then approached Yun Bixue. "Miss Yun, please follow me."

Yun Bixue nodded. Turning toward Xie Limo, she said, "Mr. Xie, thank you very much for what happened today." After all, at her lowest point, it was he who extended a helping hand. She was grateful to him.

Yun Mengshi recovered from her trance and realized that Yun Bixue was about to leave. She gave chase immediately, tears falling as she closed the distance. "Sister, you're bleeding. It must be excruciating..."

Yun Bixue frowned and turned her head. "Yun Mengshi, I only have one sister. I'll be grateful if you do not follow me in the future."

Yun Mengshi felt the color drain from her face and helplessly lowered her head. Her face was covered in tears. "Sister, what do you mean?"

Various thoughts arose amidst the crowd. It was known that Young Master Xie hated girls who made a scene during banquets as an excuse to get close to him. Once, someone fell on purpose to get Young Master Xie's attention and got on his bad side. That girl had since been removed from the list of prestigious and influential people.

Furthermore... it was rumored that Young Master Xie was not responsive to women, but what about the current situation? Miss Yun sure is fortunate.

Yun Mengshi stomped her feet, turned around to face Young Master Xie and smiled with gratitude. "Young Master Xie, thank you for saving my sister today." The smile was sweet, gentle and charming, captivating a few other onlooking scions.

Xie Limo gave an indifferent glance toward Yun Mengshi and continued walking forward. "Continue with the banquet!" As soon as the command was issued, the hall was filled with orchestral music, leaving Yun Mengshi standing awkwardly.

A few young ladies looked at Yun Mengshi jealously. "Nice act. The Yun family is already bankrupt, and yet here she is!"