Chapter 2: Chapter 1: First Meeting, I Only Have Feelings for You

When Tang Xiaoxi was eighteen years old, her maternal grandfather got into big trouble. Her attempts to seek help from various people proved useless, so she had no choice but to plead with the richest man in the four nations—Ouyang Mo. Only if Ouyang Mo chose not to pursue the matter could her grandfather remain safe and sound.

For the past few days, she had been waiting like a predator for its prey at Wan Shi Ju, a place he might visit, waiting for this legendary man, Ouyang Mo, the richest man on the Yunxiang Continent. However, he had surprisingly not graced this high-end establishment, Wan Shi Ju, for several consecutive days. As for the Ouyang Estate, she couldn't get in at all!

Finally, she received news that Ouyang Mo would be heading to Chun Yi Yuan, the most popular pleasure garden in the city, to enjoy himself tonight. She hurriedly returned to the Tang residence and changed into a set of men's clothing. She prepared to intercept Ouyang Mo at Chun Yi Yuan tonight; she had to succeed, otherwise, her grandfather's trial would begin tomorrow. There was no time to lose.

As the seventh young lady of the Tang family, although she was not highly valued by the Tang family members and her status along with her mother's in the manor was very low, she was still the biological daughter of the Tang family head. She still had a maid assigned to her side to serve her.

At this moment, the maid Xiang'er was styling a simple masculine bun for Tang Xiaoxi. "Miss, are you really going to Chun Yi Yuan? It's very chaotic in there!"

"What's there to fear! Chun Yi Yuan is full of beauties. Even if those beauties mistake me for some handsome, rich young master and cling to me, I won't be at a loss!" Tang Xiaoxi looked at herself in the mirror with a grin, showing great interest in her trip to Chun Yi Yuan tonight.

"Miss, let Xiang'er go with you!" Xiang'er placed the wooden comb on the dressing table.

Tang Xiaoxi checked herself in the bronze mirror once more and was very satisfied with the masculine bun Xiang'er had styled for her. She turned around with a smile to look at Xiang'er. "Stay home and help me look after my mother. These past few days, she has been so anxious over my grandfather's matter that she has grown quite haggard!" Having said that, she stood up and patted Xiang'er on the shoulder.

Taking advantage of the darkness, no one noticed her in her men's clothing as she quickly slipped out of the Tang residence.

Before long, she arrived at the legendary Chun Yi Yuan, a place with countless beauties that made men want to stay even when they had homes to return to, and wives they no longer desired.

After tidying her clothes, Tang Xiaoxi gave a light cough and then stepped inside with an air of practiced composure.

It was very lively inside; there was a special event tonight. On the main stage, several beautiful women dressed in white gauze skirts were performing seductive and enchanting dances. Below the stage, the men were cheering loudly, every one of them flushed with excitement and red-faced. Pairs of eyes stared intently at the dancing beauties on stage, their gazes filled with extreme obsession and restless desire, as if they wanted to pull the beauties down from the stage immediately...

Tang Xiaoxi noticed that Chun Yi Yuan had two floors in total. The first floor was the main hall, and the second floor should be the private rooms. A big figure like Ouyang Mo likely wouldn't stay on the first floor to cheer and jump around with these ordinary guests; it was highly probable he was in a private room on the second floor.

Just as she was about to pull someone over to ask, a man suddenly walked up beside her. "Miss, my master requests your presence upstairs!"

Tang Xiaoxi was stunned. Was this man talking to her? But she was dressed as a man today; he should have called her "Young Master," shouldn't he? Pointing to her own nose, she asked, "Are you calling me?"

The man nodded and then walked toward the staircase. Tang Xiaoxi's eyes darted around for a moment before she finally decided to follow him up to see what was what.

They arrived outside a private room. The man knocked gently on the door and said respectfully, "Master, I have brought the person up!"

"Let her in!"

"Please enter!" The man made an inviting gesture and stepped aside.

Tang Xiaoxi looked at the man, then pushed open the door and stepped inside. As soon as she entered, the door behind her was closed. For some reason, her heart hung in her throat.

There was no one in the room, and a screen stood at the front. Estimating that someone would be behind the screen, Tang Xiaoxi steeled her courage and asked, "I wonder what instructions the Master has for me?"

"Haven't you been searching for me everywhere these past few days?" A very lazy voice drifted from behind the screen.

"Are you Ouyang Mo?" Tang Xiaoxi was somewhat surprised. Why did Ouyang Mo's voice sound not old at all, but rather very magnetic? She had heard that this richest man on the continent, Ouyang Mo, was already in his forties.

"Come in!" Ouyang Mo was reclining leisurely on the bed, propping his head up with his right hand, watching the small figure in front of the screen.

Tang Xiaoxi blinked guiltily, quickly weighing whether she would be at a disadvantage if she went in now. In the end, she decided that if she didn't enter the tiger's den, she wouldn't catch the tiger's cub. Braving her fear, she walked behind the screen.

Once she passed the screen that had blocked her vision, she collided with a pair of eyes like obsidian, which seemed to shimmer with a sparkling light emanating from the soul—very sharp and very deep. It was the kind of gaze that made one easily fall deep into it if one wasn't careful.

A handsome face suddenly crashed into her sight. He was wearing moon-white clothes embroidered with magnificent patterns in gold thread; the fabric looked very high quality and must have been quite expensive!