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translator: Eve
editor: kara

On a certain island in the Pacific Ocean, private airplanes landed in an endless stream. It was the liveliest day this island had ever experienced since its formation.

A dignified middle-aged man swept a gaze over the two young men beside the Xiao Family’s madam. His eyes fell on Xiao Yuanmu, and a small smile appeared in his eyes. “You must be Yuanmu.”

Xiao Yuanmu nodded politely. “Mr. Guan.”

Guan Xiongpai patted him on the shoulder. “You can call me Uncle Guan like Baicong does. Guan Zhi mentioned you before. I had never expected you to be Old Xiao’s son. What a coincidence.”

“Dad, when did I ever talk about him?” Guan Zhi snorted from behind him. “I never did that.”

Guan Xiongpai’s dignified expression broke slightly. He glared at his son. “Didn’t you mention Yuanmu after you had come back from seeing your cousin in the Capital?”

Guan Zhi raised a brow. “I had mentioned Zhou Nan from the Zhou Family and Song Xuanhe from the Song Family. When did I ever mention Xiao Yuanmu?”

Guan Xiongpai coughed. He looked at Xiao Yuanmu, his expression unchanging. “Thank you for taking care of Guan Zhi when he was in China. We’ve troubled you.”

Xiao Yuanmu glanced at Guan Zhi and then looked away. “It’s nothing, Uncle Guan.”

Guan Zhi looked over when he felt Xiao Yuanmu’s gaze on him. He had just been about to ask if Song Xuanhe would come when he just so happened to notice Xiao Yuanmu was now speaking to the patriarch of the Xiao Family, who also happened to be his father. Xiao Yuanmu’s head was slightly lowered, and his dark eyes were tranquil and deep. His lips were slightly pursed, and he would occasionally say a few things. He looked calm and harmless. But for some reason, Guan Zhi ended up swallowing his words. He then looked away.

After the small talk, the Xiao Family patriarch had the butler take the Guan Family inside. As their figures grew distant, it also grew quiet around the Xiao Family. Xiao Baicong asked, “Song Xuanhe…is he your boyfriend? Is he going to come today?”

When Mrs. Xiao heard this familiar name, her expression changed slightly. She turned to look in the direction the Guan Family had disappeared to. A few seconds later, she shifted her gaze to Xiao Yuanmu.

Xiao Yuanmu’s eyes fell onto Xiao Baicong’s curious face. A few seconds later, he said in a chilly voice, “No.”

Mrs. Xiao was taken aback. She asked, “We sent the Song Family an invitation. Why isn’t he coming?”

Xiao Yuanmu’s gaze was serene. “I don’t want him to.”

Xiao Baicong smiled brightly. “And, here I thought you really liked that Chinese person named Song Xuanhe. Guess you don’t.”

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Xiao Baicong’s expression changed slightly. He pouted. “I was wrong, Father. When I found out that Ge liked someone, I had really wanted to see who that person was. I’ve been looking forward to this banquet a lot. I won’t do it again.”

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