Lord Yan, The Little Ancestor Has Fallen Off The Horse Again!-Chapter 293: The Display

Ji Xian called Yun Yue, and upon learning that she was hosting a celebration banquet that evening, he felt regretful that he couldn’t attend; however, he had already prepared a bouquet gift.

Around five o’clock in the afternoon.

Shangyun Hotel was packed with people, all there for celebration banquets, and each family had reserved a private room in advance. Lin Xiang had made her reservation too late, and there were no rooms left. In the end, Jiang Qiong generously booked the entire top floor’s luxurious private rooms.

The entrance of the hotel was adorned with banners and fresh flowers, among which the most conspicuous were those celebrating Yun Yue as the national top scorer, followed by Lin Xuanze’s.

There were two high school graduates from the Lin Family, ranking first and third in the nation, a feat that made countless others envious.

At around five forty, the students from Class Seven gradually arrived at Shangyun Hotel.

They had visited Shangyun Hotel twice before but never expected this time to be in the most luxurious private rooms—Sister Yue really had a lot of clout!

The group from Class Seven was enjoying the entertainment in the private room when Yun Yue entered, finding it bustling with excitement. She was surprised to see Gu Yue among them.

"Sister Yue!"

"Sister Yue, you’re going a bit over the top, aren’t you? Where’s Lin Xuanze?"

"He wouldn’t have gotten embarrassed and hidden away, would he?"

Yang Xing teased her; Sister Yue had outshined him completely. He heard that this celebration banquet was specially organized by Aunt Lin Xiang for Yue, and he—the great young master of the Lin Family—seemed to be having a rather rough time.

Lin Xuanze appeared from the back, "What, you want a beating?"

His third-place national ranking wasn’t as high-profile as his scores that were in the several dozen, so what was there for him to be embarrassed about?

The one before him was a monster; how could he compare with her?

"I won’t chat with you guys anymore. My mom has also invited students from Class One; I’ll go greet them first."

In the adjacent private room, only a dozen or so from Class One had come, which appeared quite desolate compared to the full attendance of Class Seven.

"Bro, congratulations!"

Two of Lin Xuanze’s close friends, who he often played ball with or were class officers, patted him on the shoulder. Those who came were all the peers who usually hung out with Lin Xuanze.

"Shen Xuan is also having her celebration banquet in this hotel today. Some people from the class went to hers instead; don’t take it to heart, alright?"

"What’s there for me to mind? We’re all classmates." Lin Xuanze laughed and mingled easily with them.

Lin Xiang had also invited quite a few VIPs. Wei Guohang, He Minzhen, and several officials from Lan City were all present to congratulate.

"Minzhen?" Jiang Qiong spotted her chatting comfortably with Lin Xiang, as well as Wei Guohang by her side, and she felt slightly stunned.

He Minzhen smiled, "It’s a long story; I’ll tell you about it another time."

Housekeeper Xiao stood respectfully behind Jiang Qiong, initially thinking that Miss Yun’s celebratory banquet was only for some classmates and Lin Family business partners.

To his surprise, Mrs. He and Mr. Wei were also in attendance. He had stealthily asked Xiao Feng for a list of names, all of which belonged to high-profile individuals from Beijing.

Although these people didn’t show up, they all sent gifts.

The young master hadn’t publicly disclosed Miss Yun’s identity, so how did these people come to send gifts?

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"Mom, why did you choose this?" Shen Xuan’s face looked somewhat troubled; she had hoped to use this occasion to make a big splash, yet she ended up choosing the same hotel as Yun Yue.

Being in the same hotel was one thing, but to also coincide at the same time?

Their celebration was in the auditorium, while Yun Yue’s was in the luxurious penthouse private room of Shangyun Hotel.

Originally, the outside of the hotel had been full of her, Shen Xuan’s, banners, but suddenly a profusion of flowers was moved to Shangyun Hotel, surrounding the entire building. The congratulatory messages written for Yun Yue; banners unfurled from the top floor of Shangyun Hotel, covering the entire building.

Yun Yue definitely stole the show, with everyone knowing her as the national top scorer; who would even notice Shen Xuan.

Bai Hui hastily comforted her, "When I booked the hotel, I asked the manager, and the Lin Family didn’t have the slightest intention of having a celebration banquet. Who would have known they’d suddenly throw such a grand one?"

The mayor, bureau chief, and department head all went to congratulate her. Yun Yue really has a lot of clout.

She had just returned from the restroom and saw Lin Xiang greeting one VIP after another as they entered the private room, fueling her jealousy to no end.

"We’ll get back at them sooner or later. Luckily, you’re going to Beijing tomorrow. Even if Yun Yue is the national top scorer, she’s just a bookish nerd—nothing compared to you. It’s connections that truly matter." Bai Hui comforted Shen Xuan, and at the same time, she was consoling herself.

Only then did Shen Xuan’s complexion begin to improve, but deep down, she still felt choked up with resentment.

Today, Shen Lin also returned from Beijing to celebrate with Shen Xuan. Dressed in a dazzling gown and jewelry, she stood by the hotel entrance with Shen Jiping, greeting the guests who came to offer their congratulations.

"The distinguished disciple of the president of the Piano Association, Gu Cong’s flowers—could someone sign for them, please?" The delivery boy stood at the entrance with a bouquet in hand.

Shen Lin was overjoyed, hardly believing that Gu Cong had actually sent flowers to Shen Xuan. It seemed he was quite attentive to her.

Everyone knew about the Piano Association. The delivery boy had spoken loudly, instantly drawing the attention of everyone present.

Isn’t Shen Xuan a member of the Piano Association? Since she’s hosting a celebration banquet here today, these flowers must surely be for her.

They watched Shen Lin hastily approach and say, "Hello, I’ll take the flowers."

The delivery boy looked at her, "The flowers are for the national top scorer Yun Yue. Are you related to her?"

The delivery boy stood firmly, the bouquet in his arms. He needed to hand it over to the recipient personally to be at ease, as the tip for this delivery was worth a week’s wages for him.

At this comment, Shen Lin’s face immediately turned sour. Yun Yue, again?

"Could you have made a mistake?" she asked, not ready to give up.

What does the Piano Association have to do with Yun Yue?

She wasn’t even a member of the association.

The delivery boy took out a card that was hidden inside, and the name "Yun Yue" was revealed for all to see.

Everyone’s gaze turned towards Shen Lin in a strange manner. This misunderstanding was becoming a huge embarrassment.

She felt the piercing stares on her back, making her spine rigid, her eyes darkly fixating on the card.

Shen Jiping quickly pulled Shen Lin aside, so embarrassed that he wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

"Isn’t Shen Xuan a member of the Piano Association? Why are the flowers not for Shen Xuan, but for Yun Yue?"

The murmurs of the crowd were like needles to Shen Lin’s ears. She had never faced such humiliation before.

"The flowers from Mr. Lou of Tianqi Group for Yun Yue—could she please come out and sign for them?"

Another florist’s van stopped outside the hotel. This time it was an entire truck’s worth, as if they had brought the entire florist inventory.

As they carried bouquet after bouquet inside, the names were displayed so prominently, as if afraid someone might miss seeing them.

Nobody was unaware of the Tianqi Group; those four words exploded among the crowd like a bomb.

These were flowers from Mr. Lou of Tianqi Group, and he was a billionaire tycoon...

Everyone exchanged glances. Didn’t Shen Jinhao of the Shen Family also become the national top scorer the year before the last, yet there was no such spectacle for him?

Not just him. Which national top scorer’s celebration banquet had ever seen such grandeur?

All of them were big shots from Beijing.

Gu Cong, Jiang Wenshan, Jiang Qi, Feng Ye...

As Shen Lin saw these names, she felt as though she had lost her soul. One name could be a coincidence, two were curious, but three, four?

All of these names belonged to renowned figures from social circles in Beijing, individuals whose sneeze would make others tremble, and they were all sending flowers to congratulate Yun Yue?