Chapter 189: Chapter 99 Who Dares (Part 1) Chapter 189: Chapter 99 Who Dares (Part 1) The fatty looked back and saw Mu Fan eyeballing the large serving of dessert that had just been placed on the neighboring table.
That sweet aroma was drilling into Mu Fan’s nose, and his stomach issued a timely gurgle.
This was embarrassing!
A few nearby people shot glances in their direction.
But they weren’t looking at Mu Fan…
It was the fatty they were staring at!
The fatty’s face turned beet red, wishing he could point at Mu Fan and shout, “It’s not me, it’s him!”
But his hand was still gripping Mu Fan’s sleeve.
Mu Fan’s outfit for today was custom-made by a high-end tailor, perfectly crafted to fit the size of someone from Loga Star.
The stylish attire not only made the figure more refined but also highlighted certain sexy parts of a man effectively.
Like the Adam’s apple above the neckline.
Mu Fan’s Adam’s apple was now swallowing continuously.
The fatty really wanted to cover his face.
His brother’s lifetime reputation…
Right now, Mu Fan stood frozen like steel attracted to a magnet.
Fine, eat then!
I’m off to check out the ladies.
Unable to bear the odd looks from those around him any longer, the fatty let go of Mu Fan’s sleeve with a mix of sadness and indignation, squeezing himself a few steps ahead.
The spot the fatty had moved to was only a few dozen meters forward, and in a hall that was over two hundred meters long, it was still more than halfway to the main stage.
From behind him came the low sound of eating.
The fatty’s ears perked up; that was clearly the noise of Mu Fan trying to control his eating.
Looking back, Mu Fan had just shoved a jam-filled roll into his mouth.
His manner was more than ten times stronger than at home.
You know you should be embarrassed!
People in the crowd were already frowning at Mu Fan, who was eating desserts in an ungraceful posture.
Even though this was the best Mu Fan could manage.
If it weren’t for the high-end clothing on his body, they absolutely wouldn’t acknowledge that this youth belonged to the same noble sequence as them.
At this moment, three women and a man walked towards this area, chatting.
Leading the pack was Xiao Rongrong, with her wavy curls, looking enchanting today with her makeup and an elegant white afternoon dress that paired with provocatively red lips to add extra charm.
Many people’s gazes had already turned their way.
Seeing herself regain much attention, Xiao Rongrong snorted pridefully, lifting her chin.
The man in a tailcoat walking by her side had just made a casual comment that made Xiao Rongrong’s heartbeat quicken.
Yuan Xian, the senior deacon of Mountain Mist Association from Purple Jade Star!
The cloud emblem was the high-rank managerial emblem of the Mountain Mist Association, one that held a stronger presence in Purple Jade Star’s noble circles than those of noble family emblems.
He was also one of the executives of Jilan Arena.
The mere mention of the legendary Mountain Mist Association enthralled Xiao Rongrong, and the mysteriousness of hearing the name casually from the sidelines, along with its legendary background and formidable strength, made her exclaim that attending this banquet was indeed worthwhile.
She sneaked another look at the man with the graceful smile, her heart skipping a beat.
Such men in their early thirties were practically irresistible to her.
Hm?
She noticed the elegant man from Mountain Mist Association frown.
What happened?
Following Yuan Xian’s gaze, Xiao Rongrong saw someone indulging in desserts without any concern for decorum, the kind of behavior that made people around subtly scatter.
How could someone be so vulgar!
They really treat this kind of banquet as if it were just a meal?
I truly don’t know how one’s family could bring such a person out.
Xiao Rongrong looked at that person with disdain, feeling that just one of this sort could ruin the entire venue’s atmosphere, utterly devaluing such an elegant event.
It brought down the taste level of everyone present!
Mu Fan didn’t drink any water and directly stuffed the puff pastries, now bulging in his mouth, with fruit.
Then, as if nobody else was around, he pulled out a speciale cream-drenched ice-cream cone, shoving it into his mouth.
At last, his stomach could withstand the hunger.
When Mu Fan was about to reach for a second ice-cream cone, he noticed the surrounding gazes.
His face turned red, and he decided to put back the cone he had already pulled out onto the plate.
“How could such a person attend Old Mr.
Wang’s banquet?”
Mu Fan hadn’t yet put down the ice-cream cone when a sarcastic female voice came from behind him.
A snap of two fingers, and the ice-cream cone reappeared in the palm, which Mu Fan devoured in one bite before turning around to see who it was.
“Is it you?”
“It’s you!”
The first was said by Mu Fan, and the second came out through Xiao Rongrong’s gritted teeth.
Seeing Mu Fan’s face truly surprised her.
She had some idea of the kind of status needed to attend such an event.
Completely ignorant of aristocratic manners, and not even as good as a commoner, how could such a person possibly appear at Mr.
Wang Ji’s banquet!
“Rongrong, do you know this person?” a magnetic voice inquired to Xiao Rongrong.
“No, I don’t!” Xiao Rongrong spat out through gritted teeth.
How could she know such an uncultured and uneducated person?
Yuan Xian had originally decided to ignore Mu Fan, but Xiao Rongrong’s next sentence once again made him frown.
“This person is probably here to freeload, showing no signs of the propriety expected of nobility, not even wearing a family crest on his chest.
Other than a dressed-up appearance, how could Mr.
Wang Ji possibly invite such a person in.”
Originally prepared to leave, Mu Fan suddenly turned around, his gaze fixed on Xiao Rongrong’s eyes.
A wave of panic flashed through Xiao Rongrong’s eyes; she remembered the mockery she endured the day before.
Then, she thought of the person standing next to her, a senior deacon of Mountain Mist Association and one of the Jilan Arena executives—Yuan Xian.
“Why are you looking at me?
Go on, show your family crest.” Xiao Rongrong now had much more confidence in her voice, raising it, which drew the attention of those nearby.
Previously noticing the commotion, the onlookers looked at Mu Fan with dissatisfaction, wanting to see which family’s younger generation was tarnishing their name.
A chubby man, who had squeezed his way five meters out, heard the noise behind him and caught sight of Mu Fan standing there, being questioned by a woman.
Instant blood rushed to his head.
How dare they bully my good brother!
The chubby man stopped moving forward, turned around, and pushed through the crowd to return.
To see which blind fool dared to bully Mu Fan.
“I don’t have a family crest.” Mu Fan, with drooping eyelids, brushed off the crumbs from his hand, then calmly lifted his eyes to look at the person in front of him.
A cold smile played on Yuan Xian’s lips, seeing it as a perfect opportunity to assert himself.
He rarely had seen anyone daring to look at him with such an expression.
“So, Rongrong is right, isn’t it?
Should we call security to carry you out, perhaps to sober up at the police station?”
“I’d like to see who dares!” The chubby man anxiously shouted out, his voice loud enough to override the soft music.
At this moment, Mu Fan, the onlookers, Wayne in the corner, Wang Ji and Wang Nuonuo on the main stage—all these people finally turned their attention this way.
A major incident unfolded early on at the Loki Heavy Industry’s high-level reception.
Wang Ji’s face was cold, with Wang Nuonuo looking bewildered following behind; one old, one young, accompanied by two teams of strong private guards walking towards this spot.
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