Wen Qianyue could hardly hold back her laughter. "President Liang, it seems your noble son's situation is related to what you're holding."
This father - son pair was quite interesting. The father had no idea what his son had done.
Sure enough, all fathers in the world were the same.
Of course, her father, the emperor, was an exception.
The gambling house steward looked evasive. Only then did President Liang clearly see the two flamboyant characters on the paper - "Liang Gui".
Familiar, how could he not be familiar? It was his own son's name! He never dreamed that he would see his son's name used as evidence of gambling debts in this place.
President Liang: "..." Where could he hide his old face?
Wen Qianyue saw the changing expressions on his face and almost couldn't hold back.
Those who watched the show and enjoyed the excitement never disappeared; they just shifted their focus.
Xie Yunxiao was also confused when he saw everyone's reactions. He picked up a piece of paper and took a look - oh, it turned out that the debts were not Ji Wenzhen's after all?
After thinking about it, it seemed that all the debts the collectors came for before were not only his own but also those lost by this good - for - nothing, all counted on him?
Wen Qianyue watched as her son's handsome face turned from deathly pale to iron - blue with anger.
Serves him right. Who told him to take on other people's messes?
With a dull "thud", in the blink of an eye, the young master was kicked by President Liang and fell flat on his face, groaning on the ground.
Wen Qianyue couldn't help but admire. He had quite a bit of strength.
"You good - for - nothing!" President Liang was like a firecracker that had been lit. He grabbed the bowls and chopsticks and threw them at his son. "How dare you go to the gambling house behind my back? You've embarrassed our family right here in the prince's mansion! Today, I'll act as if I never had you. I'll beat you to death, you scoundrel!"
The scene was so chaotic that it was unbearable to watch. Just now, President Liang had looked like a gentleman, but now he was blowing his beard and glaring, no different from a tiger descending the mountain. If it weren't for others holding him back, he might really have devoured his own son alive.
Wen Qianyue pulled Xie Yunxiao back to their seats. Seeing him watching intently, she deliberately teased him, "Isn't watching the show better than getting involved?"
She really hoped her son would be a bit more shrewd.
Xie Yunxiao coughed lightly and stubbornly said, "It's just so - so." But as he said this, his eyes never left the stage.
It was understandable. Before, he had always been the one being watched. It was his first time as a spectator. How could it not be fresh?
Watching the chaos below the stage, the Prince of Ling thought his temper was really good. He hadn't even ordered these people to be kicked out yet.
Just as he was about to speak and stop them, his gaze accidentally fell on Wen Qianyue. The woman was propping her chin and watching intently. The look in her eyes made him seem to see his late younger sister in a trance.
"Father, they're making too much of a ruckus. I'll have them pulled apart right away," Wen Chengen said quickly, looking at the Prince of Ling's expression.
The Prince of Ling waved his hand. "What's the rush? Let them fight until they're done."
Wen Chengen: "..." "You're right."
Wen Qianyue propped her chin up boredly. At first, it was quite comical, but later it became more and more boring.
"Enough! I'm still sitting here. Do you think I'm dead?" The Prince of Ling finally spoke slowly and stopped this farce.
President Liang gave a start and knelt on the ground with a "thud", kowtowing like a pounding garlic. "Your Highness, please forgive me! It's all because my son is useless and has disturbed your banquet. It's my fault for not disciplining him well!"
His terrified look was exactly the same as Liang Gui's who was lying on the ground just now.
Sure enough, they were father and son. Even the way they admitted defeat was so similar!
Wen Qianyue couldn't help laughing. "President Liang, do you think you can just wipe out today's incident with just one sentence?"
Suddenly having her thoughts spoken out by the woman in front of him, President Liang felt embarrassed. "Of course not. Now that the matter is clear, it's just that my son has too much of a playful heart and lost his sense of propriety for a moment. I will surely punish him severely when I get home."
"But..." Wen Qianyue hesitated and looked at the stage. "Today is supposed to be a happy day. Young Master Liang's behavior has disturbed His Highness's mood. It might not be appropriate to deal with it like this, right?"
"This is the Prince of Ling's mansion. When did it become a place for a commoner like you to speak! Shut up!" Liang Gui got up from the ground. He had never seen Wen Qianyue before. Seeing that she was brought by Xie Yunxiao, he naturally regarded her as someone of the same status as Meng Ruxue.
A cold light flashed in Wen Qianyue's eyes, but her face became even more gentle. "Does Young Master Liang mean to blame His Highness?"
"Nonsense!" Liang Gui's expression froze. President Liang shook his sleeve and slapped him hard, then quickly said, "My son definitely doesn't mean that."
"Then I'm really confused. I'm also a guest of His Highness at the mansion's banquet. His Highness hasn't even criticized me. Can Young Master Liang overstep His Highness?" Wen Qianyue blinked innocently.
President Liang was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat and quickly kowtowed to admit his mistake.
Unexpectedly, the Prince of Ling on the stage showed no reaction at all. His eyes were fixed straight on the woman below.
"What's wrong with His Highness? He seems so strange," someone whispered.
Looking at the Prince of Ling's eyes, President Liang couldn't help but have an immature guess. Could it be that the Prince of Ling had taken a fancy to this young girl?
Thinking of this, he was almost scared out of his wits. "Your Highness, I will surely prepare generous gifts to apologize another day. Please don't get angry and hurt your body."
The Prince of Ling was not stupid. He saw President Liang's intention. In the past, he would just pretend to deal with it.
But today, the Prince of Ling was a bit afraid. Of course, it wasn't because he was afraid of the Liang family. It was just that the woman below gave him a feeling that was too similar to his younger sister.
It was embarrassing to say, but although he was older, he had always unconsciously felt afraid of his younger sister since childhood. After his younger sister passed away, this feeling had disappeared. But today, that familiar feeling came back.
Wen Qianyue raised her eyes and pushed Xie Yunxiao, who was so engrossed in the show, forward. "President Liang, have you forgotten something?"
President Liang was puzzled. "What is it?"
"If I remember correctly, it was the young prince of Huainan who took the blame for Young Master Liang today. Why do I only see you apologizing to the Prince of Ling? Do you look down on the young prince and think he doesn't deserve an apology from the Liang family? Or..."
"... does President Liang actually not think that Young Master Liang did anything wrong and is just being forced to do this because of the Prince of Ling's power?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the whole place fell into dead silence. Everyone tried their best to reduce their presence. Some even regretted coming to this mess today.
Everyone thought this girl was tired of living. How dare she involve the Prince of Ling?
The Liang family was not easy to deal with. They had a certain status in Lingzhou, with businesses covering multiple industries. To put it bluntly, the young prince had no real power and no one to protect him behind him. He was just a complete hooligan. Offending the Liang family would make it difficult to even buy a bushel of rice in Lingzhou.
Did she think that with the protection of the Prince of Huainan, she could do whatever she wanted?
It was a joke. The young prince was so stupid that he couldn't even protect himself.
Everyone was waiting for the Prince of Ling to slam the table in anger. The ring on the Prince of Ling's finger that he had been rubbing on the armrest made a metallic sound. Finally, he spoke, with an imperceptible pressure in his voice.