Chapter 98: I Am His Wife

Ever since learning that Ling Tian was a reclusive master, the Nangong family had unanimously decided to befriend him. They had even assigned people specifically to monitor Qincheng Group and investigate Ling Tian’s whereabouts, but they were also afraid of being discovered while following him. That would be a grave offense, as people of such extraordinary caliber were known for their eccentric tempers.

When they found out about the relationship between Mu Qincheng and Ling Tian, the Nangong family was utterly shocked. Although they had speculated that for someone like Ling Tian to willingly remain at Qincheng Group, his connection with Mu Qincheng must be far from ordinary, they never imagined that Ling Tian and Mu Qincheng were actually engaged.

Now, hearing Mu Qincheng admit it in person confirmed that the information they had gathered was absolutely true.

To win the favor of a master like Ling Tian, they would first have to cultivate a good relationship with his fiancée, Mu Qincheng. This was precisely why, at the family dinner, even Nangong Yukun had not been invited, while Mu Qincheng was.

“Miss Mu, after a few days of recuperation, my daughter has largely regained her health. So today, we especially took the opportunity of this family dinner to invite you, hoping to liven up the atmosphere and express our family’s respect for you and Mr. Ling Tian,” Nangong Zhenyu said very courteously.

Although Mu Qincheng was also from an influential family and was currently the head of the Mu family, the Mu family had declined and was no longer on equal footing with the four great families. Thus, such courtesy from Nangong Zhenyu surprised Mu Qincheng.

“Thank you very much for your invitation. On behalf of Ling Tian, I express our deepest gratitude,” Mu Qincheng replied with calm dignity.

Nangong Zhenyu smiled, then turned to the young woman behind him, “Xue’er, come over and say hello.”

Recently recovered from illness, Nangong Xue’er had regained most of her health after a few days of rest. Though still a bit thin, her beauty had returned; her innocent face now carried a hint of frailty, stirring feelings of sympathy in those who saw her.

“Hello, Sister Qincheng!” Nangong Xue’er greeted sweetly, though her expression wasn’t entirely cheerful—clearly, she was disappointed not to see Ling Tian.

“Xue’er, I brought you some tonic supplements,” Mu Qincheng said with a smile, waving to Wang Ling as she spoke.

Wang Ling hurried over and handed Nangong Xue’er a box containing a century-old wild ginseng.

“Thank you!” Nangong Xue’er replied obediently.

“Alright, let’s not stand here chatting. Let’s go inside and talk over dinner,” Nangong Zhenyu said with a smile.

Just then, whether out of a sudden impulse or stubbornness, Luo Jun emerged from the crowd and hurried over to Nangong Ye, bowing respectfully, “Luo Jun greets the master, young master, young lady… and Miss Mu.”

The members of the Nangong family, about to head in for dinner, looked at Luo Jun in confusion, as none of them knew who he was.

The Nangong family owned countless businesses, with dozens at the general manager level alone; as for junior managers like Luo Jun, there were over a hundred.

“And you are?” Nangong Ye inquired.

Flustered, Luo Jun replied, “I’m a sales manager under the Nangong Group. I happened to be dining here today and saw you, so I came over to say hello. And Miss Mu, I’ve always heard of your beauty, and seeing you today, you are truly as stunning as the legends say.”

Though he tried to sound flattering, Nangong Ye was clearly displeased by the sudden interruption, though his good upbringing kept it from showing too much. Mu Qincheng was unmoved by Luo Jun’s praise; the icy demeanor of the “ice queen” CEO was unmistakable. She looked at Luo Jun coldly and said, “I don’t wish to speak to strangers.”

Luo Jun, rebuffed, stood awkwardly in place, unsure what to do. He glanced back at his classmates, relieved that they were too far away to hear what was being said. But as the waiters dispersed, more and more of his classmates began to gather around.

“Miss Mu, I’ve admired you for a long time…” Facing such a breathtaking beauty, Luo Jun, a seasoned player, tried his usual lines.

But before he could finish, Mu Qincheng cut him off icily, “Shut up. I already told you—I don’t wish to speak to strangers. Leave now, or I’ll call security.”

Nangong Ye immediately said sternly, “You’ve upset Miss Mu. Leave at once, or I’ll have you escorted out.” He emphasized the word “escort.”

If he was actually thrown out, it would be a death sentence for Luo Jun. No, if he was going down, he had to drag someone with him. Ling Tian, this is all your fault!

“Ling Tian, get over here! Didn’t you just claim Miss Mu was your wife? Now that she’s here, why don’t you come over and call her your wife in front of me if you dare?” This time, Luo Jun was desperate. Since he was doomed anyway, he might as well drag Ling Tian down with him.

If nothing else, boasting that the icy beauty, Mu Qincheng, was his wife was enough to have Ling Tian killed several times over.

Ling Tian had already spotted the Nangong family and Mu Qincheng, but wanting to avoid unnecessary trouble, he planned to slip away with Zhao Ming.

Just as they were sneaking toward the exit, Ling Tian had to stop, sighing helplessly. He said quietly to Zhao Ming, “Brother, let’s go—it’s time for you to meet your sister-in-law.”

Zhao Ming burst out laughing, “Ling Tian, most people rush toward their wives, but you’re running away from yours!” Outwardly, Zhao Ming seemed unconcerned, but inwardly he was worried. Ling Tian’s behavior was odd—who runs away at the sight of their own wife?

So Zhao Ming was anxious, wondering if Ling Tian had been bluffing earlier.

“This kind of occasion just isn’t for me,” Ling Tian explained.

When the Nangong family and Mu Qincheng saw Ling Tian, they were astonished—especially the Nangong family, rendered speechless by shock. They never dreamed their benefactor would be dining right in their own hotel. Mu Qincheng was also puzzled—what was Ling Tian doing here?

As Ling Tian and Zhao Ming approached, Luo Jun’s face darkened, muttering to himself: Ling Tian, you’ve gotten me into this mess; I won’t let you off easily.

When Ling Tian and Zhao Ming arrived, Luo Jun immediately pointed at Ling Tian and turned to Mu Qincheng, declaring, “Miss Mu, this guy was just boasting that you are his wife! And he addressed the head of the Nangong family by name! I leave it to you to deal with him.”

The gathered classmates crowded around, eager to see whether Luo Jun was lying or Ling Tian was making wild claims.

Mu Qincheng looked at Luo Jun as if he were a fool. After a long moment, she replied, “He was telling the truth. I am his wife. What of it? Do you have a problem with that?”

Luo Jun was left speechless, utterly stumped. The onlookers erupted with astonishment. Even Zhao Ming, who had been a little worried, finally breathed a sigh of relief.