Chapter 899: 897 The Banquet Begins, Becoming the Center of Attention

Mu Chengxi lowered his head to glance at Wen Xin’s hand tucked into his arm, his eyes filled with tenderness and indulgence. He knew that after they stepped out of the resting room today, the whole world would learn that Wen Xin was his fiancée.

When Wen Xin and Mu Chengxi appeared at the venue, the entire room turned to look, and a round of warm applause filled the air.

Old Madam Mu stood on the stage, watching Wen Xin and Mu Chengxi with affectionate eyes and waved to the handsome couple.

Wen Xin and Mu Chengxi received Old Madam Mu’s signal, and Wen Xin gave Old Madam Mu a sweet smile, blinked her eyes, and followed Mu Chengxi’s steps toward the stage.

Arriving beside Old Madam Mu, both Mu Chengxi and Wen Xin respectfully called out “Grandma” before Old Madam Mu began to speak.

“Thank you, friends, for attending my granddaughter-in-law’s birthday feast. Taking advantage of my granddaughter-in-law’s birthday feast, I want to announce some good news to everyone: my Little Yao and Wen Xin got engaged today…”

The Old Madam spoke with excitement. She had declared her retirement from the affairs of the Mu family a while ago and seldom attended Beijing’s banquets. Hosting such a grand banquet today was already the limit of her strength.

Wen Xin and Mu Chengxi stood by Old Madam Mu’s side, with Wen Xin reaching out to support her. Wen Xin knew that Old Madam Mu had gone to great lengths for her birthday and engagement feast and was truly grateful for her efforts.

Mu Chengxi looked at his grandmother. Taking the microphone from Old Madam Mu’s hand, he spoke in a clear voice, “Thank you all for attending my fiancée’s birthday feast and our engagement party. I’m truly honored by your presence…”

At that moment, it seemed as if a halo shone above Mu Chengxi’s head, illuminating him and making him exceptionally radiant. As he spoke, his charm was undeniable, and Wen Xin, listening from the side, found herself irresistibly entranced…

Mr. Jiang and Wen Huai arrived at the venue just in time to witness this scene. To avoid disturbing Mu Chengxi’s moment, Mr. Jiang found a corner to sit down.

He quietly listened to Mu Chengxi’s speech, his eyes on Wen Xin who stood beside Old Madam Mu, looking like a fairy descended from heaven, his heart filled with complex emotions.

He took a glass of wine from a waiter, sipped it lightly, then turned to Wen Huai sitting beside him.

“When your parents got married, I sat in a corner watching your mother marry off. And now… I never thought it would come so quickly, your sister is already engaged!”

Mr. Jiang’s tone was tinged with a hint of wistfulness. Wen Huai could hear that his words were more a reflection on old times, but Wen Huai didn’t know how to comfort him.

As Mu Chengxi’s speech ended, Mr. Jiang had finished his wine. Suddenly, he stood up. Wen Huai also began to rise, following his movements, but was pressed back down by Mr. Jiang’s large hand.

“Well… I’ve thought it over, and it seems my identity isn’t quite suitable for the public eye. I’ll head back home now. You give this to your sister for me; I won’t meet the Mu family.”

Having said that, Mr. Jiang gave Wen Huai’s shoulder a firm squeeze, stopping his movement, and turned to leave the venue.

Wen Xin, standing on the stage, looked up just in time to see the back of Mr. Jiang as he left. She wasn’t too surprised. She had the courage to invite Mr. Jiang to the banquet, and it was up to him to decide whether or not he dared to attend, especially considering no one here tonight was a simple character.

The conclusion of Mu Chengxi’s speech also marked the official start of the banquet. Mu Chengxi, holding Wen Xin’s hand, led her into the main hall of the event to start the evening’s first dance.

Wen Xin rested one hand on Mu Chengxi’s shoulder, her slim waist firmly embraced by his large hand, her body relaxed and leaning into Mu Chengxi.

She asked Mu Chengxi in a voice that only the two of them could hear, “Aren’t you afraid I can’t dance?”

Looking at Wen Xin’s eyes that sparkled like obsidian, Mu Chengxi answered with a tender smile, “I believe you can. And even if you can’t, I can still sweep you off your feet!”

The music began…

Mu Chengxi confidently led Wen Xin into a graceful waltz, and with her dance moves combined with her beautiful gown, she resembled a lovely butterfly fluttering across the dance floor.

“Wow… Sister Xin is too beautiful, isn’t she?” Diwu Qixian exclaimed in admiration as she watched Wen Xin, and now the classmates around her were so astonished that they were at a loss for words.

Zhao Yuyao’s gaze was fixed intently on Wen Xin. Having known Wen Xin for a long time, his impression of her was always that of a very arrogant person. He had never known that Wen Xin could show such a feminine side. It was truly a sight that dazzled everyone.

Nan Xu stood by Ling Yichen’s side, lightly leaning her head on his shoulder, and watched Wen Xin’s dance moves without much surprise, but rather with a sense of familiarity.

“Is Wen Xin’s dancing really impressive?” Ling Yichen shifted his gaze away from the pair on the dance floor to Nan Xu, who was leaning against him, and his eyes were filled with tenderness.

“Yeah, really impressive. But it’s rare to see her dance. Actually, Wen Xin is amazing in many ways. I’ve never seen her not be good at something she wants to do; whatever she sets her mind to, she excels at!”

Nan Xu’s tone was gentle, clearly full of affirmation for Wen Xin.

Barry, who initially thought the party was quite boring, was now gaping at the sight of Wen Xin’s dancing. He felt that at this moment, Wen Xin completely overturned his understanding of her. He simply couldn’t believe that this Wen Xin was the slightly tipsy girl he knew.

He couldn’t reconcile the image of Wen Xin holding a sniper rifle with the Wen Xin before him…

His Master Drunk was really too incredible, capable of carrying a gun into battle as well as perfectly portraying a woman’s tenderness. Wasn’t this just too unbelievable?

Equally shocked were Qian Meng and his companions, who had witnessed Wen Xin’s awe-inspiring presence on the race track, an appearance of coolness that even men couldn’t surpass, described as fearlessness personified.

Yet, the Wen Xin in the ballroom now was like a length of silk, delicate and tender…

Qian Meng, looking at Wen Xin in the ballroom, felt a myriad of emotions and once again started to envy Mu Chengxi. Why hadn’t he met Wen Xin before she knew Mu Chengxi…

If it had been him…

Could he possibly…

As the music came to an end, Wen Xin and Mu Chengxi’s dancing gradually slowed down, and finally, Mu Chengxi gently embraced Wen Xin’s slender waist and they gave a thankful gesture before leaving the dance floor.

After the main couple left, the guests at the banquet started to mingle freely. Some, having seen the dance between Wen Xin and Mu Chengxi, felt their blood heating up, and one after another they led their partners into the dance pool.