92: Chapter 92 The Song Family Dinner

The autumn morning carried a hint of chill.

Inside the spacious guesthouse at the end of the old street in Jiangzhou City, chaos erupted early in the morning.

"You bug-raising brat! Take your stink bugs off my ice cream! Watch out or I'll chop you and your bugs into minced meat together!"

Frost Star stood on the coffee table in the living room with her hands on her hips.

The little girl was wearing oversized cartoon pajamas, and her silver-blue twin tails swayed wildly behind her head in anger.

Crimson blood light churned in her right eye, and she tightly gripped the bone knife exuding a dim blue chill, its tip pointing straight at Ayugu cowering in the corner of the sofa.

Ayugu's dreadlocks were a complete mess, and she held a glass jar in her hands, glaring back defiantly.

"Stop trying to scare people! This lady's [Scarlet Flame Armor] is a spiritual gu that grew up eating poisonous miasma. It just saw that the color of your ice cream looked nice and crawled up to have a sniff."

"You little shorty talk about cutting meat every other word, do you really think this lady is afraid of your corpse stench?!"

Her mouth shouted to the heavens, but her legs honestly shrank deeper into the sofa.

The freezing coercion erupted by the Nether Corpse King could not be faked. If they really fought, all of her jar of poisonous bugs combined wouldn't even be enough for this yandere loli to plug the gaps between her teeth.

"Alright, what are you arguing about early in the morning."

Lin Ye yawned and pushed open the door of the master bedroom.

He was naked from the waist up, wearing a pair of loose gray sweatpants, his muscle lines radiating a healthy, sturdy gloss under the morning light.

Seeing Lin Ye come out, Frost Star immediately dropped the bone knife in her hand, jumped off the coffee table barefoot, and slammed into Lin Ye's arms like a cannonball.

"She's bullying me!"

The little girl accused others first.

Her tender pink nose rubbed back and forth against his skin, greedily sniffing that vigorous Pure Yang True Qi.

Lin Ye grabbed Frost Star by the back of her collar with one hand and forcibly pulled her away from his body.

"Stop acting pitiful, go wash up in the bathroom and get ready for breakfast."

He turned to look at Ayugu and pointed at the ice cream box on the coffee table that had frozen into an ice lump.

"Put your bugs away properly. If you let them crawl around the living room again, I'll use them to brew wine."

Ayugu stuck out her tongue, hurriedly stuffed the half-frozen red beetle back into the glass jar, and darted into the kitchen like a wisp of smoke to dish out the food.

On the dining table of the open-plan dining room, Leng Yue had already set the bowls and chopsticks.

She was wearing a dark green silk robe, the edges of the lapel embroidered with intricate dark patterns using gold thread.

Her long hair was coiled up high with a gloomy wood hairpin, exposing her snow-white and slender swan-like neck.

She walked out from behind the kitchen counter carrying a pot of thick yam and pork rib porridge, her steps fluttering, her figure graceful to the extreme.

Leng Yue pushed the white porcelain bowl filled with hot porridge in front of Lin Ye.

"Husband, enjoy it while it's hot."

Their gazes intersected, and a trace of lazy tenderness was hidden in Leng Yue's deep red pupils.

Leng Yue did not rush to straighten up; her waterfall-like silver hair slid down her shoulders, the tips of her hair brushing against Lin Ye's smooth chest as if there were nothing there, stirring up a slight itch.

She was not only serving breakfast, but also using the morning light to inspect the results of last night's "conditioning."

"Husband's complexion today is much more ruddy than usual."

Leng Yue lowered her voice, her tone carrying a trace of banter that only Lin Ye could understand.

She extended her other hand and pressed it gently against Lin Ye's heart, feeling that vigorous and powerful heartbeat.

When the chill of the Drought Demon touched the Pure Yang True Qi, it was unexpectedly like ice cubes falling into magma, emitting a faint "sizzling" sound.

That extreme tactile sensation of the fusion of ice and fire made the small flame in Lin Ye's lower abdomen vaguely show signs of rising again, and he reversed his hand to grip Leng Yue's wrist.

"Wife has made no small contribution, I will definitely reward you well later."

Lin Ye replied with a meaningful sentence.

Beside them, Ayugu chewed on the yam while rolling her eyes, muttering incoherently:

"Early in the morning, our teeth are about to be made sour by you two. Can you consider the feelings of a single dog, even if this dog is from Miao Territory..."

"Hehe."

Lin Ye gave an awkward smile, picked up the porcelain bowl and took a sip.

The warm rice porridge slid into his stomach, just in time to calm that trace of restless Qi and blood from waking up in the morning.

...

Just after eating half a bowl, the door of the guesthouse was knocked on.

Fatty Wang ran over to open the door with a youtiao in his mouth.

Standing outside the door was the Song family's suit-wearing bodyguard boss, A-Biao.

A-Biao held a gold-stamped black invitation letter in his hands with a respectful demeanor.

Seeing Lin Ye sitting in front of the dining table, he hurried forward and bowed deeply.

"Master Lin, I apologize for intruding uninvited. My master has booked the top-floor banquet hall at the Jiangzhou Hotel tonight to hold a thank-you banquet."

"First, to celebrate the eldest young lady's recovery, and second, to take this opportunity to officially introduce the Master to the celebrities of all circles in Jiangzhou. This is an invitation personally handwritten by the Old Patriarch, and I sincerely hope the Master can spare the time to grace us with your presence."

A-Biao handed over the invitation with both hands, fine beads of sweat oozing from his forehead.

Lin Ye did not reach out to take it; he knew that banquets in the circle of the wealthy had always been Shura fields intertwined with fame and fortune.

That old fox Patriarch Song Zhenguo claimed it was a thank-you, but in reality, he wanted to use Lin Ye's trump card to deter those competitors spying in the dark in Jiangzhou.

Right at this moment, a dim light jumped in front of Lin Ye's retina.

"Ding! "My Lord, Please Behave Yourself" System prompt: Top-tier wealthy family banquet invitation detected. The winds and clouds change unpredictably in the Vanity Fair. Please have the host finalize the posture for attending the banquet within three minutes, giving this group of mortal beings a bit of hardcore metaphysical shock!"

The light screen unfolded, and three options floated in mid-air:

[Option A: Cyber Taoist priest, online spell-casting — Wearing a bright yellow Taoist robe, with a subwoofer hanging at his waist, playing the DJ version of the Great Compassion Mantra live in the banquet hall, handing out flyers to everyone to promote the Funeral Shop's urn package.]

[Reward: Terminal social butterfly syndrome certification. Consequence: Patriarch Song Zhenguo will suffer a heart attack on the spot, and you will be surrounded by security guards, completely losing face.]

[Option B: High and cold hermit, untainted by the mortal dust — Close your eyes and coldly spit out three words: "Not interested."]

[Reward: Aloof persona solidification. Consequence: Missing the prime opportunity to get acquainted with Jiangzhou's top power figures and collect clues on rare magical artifacts.]

[Option C: Eating soft rice aggressively, borrowing flowers to offer to Buddha — Calmly accept the invitation, and bluntly state that your own female dependents lack high-end custom gowns to attend the banquet. Make the Song family actively bear all styling expenses, and take three peerless beauties with distinct styles to sweep through the luxury goods shopping mall!]

[Reward: Husband Points +300, temporary doubling of all members' charm values, unlocking time-limited welfare plot.]

Seeing these three options, Lin Ye did not hesitate at all.

"I choose C."

He took the invitation from A-Biao's hand.

"I appreciate Old Master Song's kind intentions."

Lin Ye's tone was calm, his gaze sweeping across Leng Yue and Frost Star.

"Go tell Old Master Song that I will attend the banquet on time. However, these family members of mine usually live in seclusion and haven't even prepared a decent gown to attend the banquet. We certainly can't let them wear home clothes to smash the Song family's venue."

A-Biao had mixed in the jianghu for many years and was astute and worldly, instantly hearing the subtext.

He hurriedly reached into his arms, fished out a top-tier black card inlaid with dark gold patterns, and handed it respectfully with both hands onto the table.

"Master has considered things thoroughly. The master has long since given instructions, and the high-end custom stores at Jiangzhou IFC have all been fully arranged."

"This card has no limit. Master and the madams can choose whatever you like, and it's all on the Song family as a token of appreciation."

Lin Ye pinched that black card with his fingers, the corners of his mouth rising into a satisfied arc.

That old fox Patriarch Song Zhenguo really did things openly and generously, not only sending a huge appearance fee, but even taking care of the face-saving work for his family members.

"Go back and tell Old Master Song, seven o'clock tonight, see you at the Mingyue Hotel."

Having completed his mission, A-Biao let out a long sigh of relief, took two steps back, bowed, turned around, and quickly left the guesthouse.

The moment the door closed, a dim light flickered in front of his retina, and the system's crisp mechanical voice smashed down.

"Ding! Daily option task completed, Husband Points +300, current points: 4750."

"Temporary doubling of all members' charm values, unlocking time-limited welfare plot [The Secret Measurement of the Fitting Room]."