My Jealous and Beautiful Villainous Wife (ABO) - Chapter 2

A vein bulged on Wen He’s forehead, but even so, he only froze for a few seconds before gritting his teeth, lowering his head, and turning to leave.

Si An, ignoring Wen He’s reaction, turned to face the crowd.

Today, the engagement banquet between the Si Family and the Wen Family has been canceled, making a spectacle of us all.

As his words fell, Si An raised his glass slightly, the dark red liquid swirling halfway around the glass.

But to ensure no one’s trip goes to waste, the banquet will proceed as planned, minus the engagement ceremony. I hope everyone enjoys the food and entertainment.

As he spoke, Si An forced a faint smile, as if the earlier incident had no impact on him whatsoever.

Father Wen and Mother Wen, knowing they were in the wrong, had no intention of further embarrassing themselves. They merely glared coldly at Wen He a few times before pursing their lips, linking arms, and walking stiffly toward Father Si and Mother Si, as if barely supporting each other’s weight. They planned to offer a proper apology.

The Si Family was not one the Wen Family could afford to offend.

The King Cobra race was known for its intense vengefulness and narrow-mindedness, making them particularly dangerous to provoke.

The engagement had always been strained, a pity their son couldn’t grasp such a heaven-sent blessing and had instead committed a grave error.

Mother Wen clenched her fist, bl00d seeping through her fingers, which she discreetly wiped onto her crimson dress.

Father Wen’s expression was equally grim. Father Si and Mother Si’s faces had hardened completely, their emerald vertical pupils narrowing into sharp, piercing glares.

Just as everything seemed poised to continue as usual, and the crowd assumed this farce would end abruptly, an unexpected voice rang out—

Mr. Si, would you consider becoming engaged to me?

Long Xiao slowly lifted his gaze to meet Si An’s, stepping out from the shadow of a marble pillar.

His handcrafted leather shoes clicked softly against the polished tiles.

He wore a bespoke navy-blue suit, his long silver hair cascading down his back like a waterfall, meticulously arranged.

The newcomer was tall and imposing, his features sculpted as if by divine hands. Golden eyes met Si An’s directly, his expression serene.

His handsome features and extraordinarily noble bearing commanded immediate respect. He seemed far more suited to Si An than Wen He did.

Long Xiao merely showed his face, yet even without announcing his name, everyone instantly recognized him.

In an instant, a chorus of gasps rippled through the crowd—again and again.

The guests who had been clustered around Si An instinctively retreated, silently clearing a path for Long Xiao.

This was the Long Clan’s sole heir, the Silver Dragon Alpha, Long Xiao.

Rumor had it that his dragon form already surpassed the size of an average middle-aged dragon, and his power was said to be unparalleled.

Even in his youth, Long Xiao had been paraded through the elite circles by the Long Clan, his irresistibly adorable appearance making him the family’s prized showpiece.

Since then, everyone had known that the Dragon Clan had gained a new member—and they had gained someone they could never afford to antagonize.

Watching Long Xiao suddenly appear and declare his engagement to Si An, the guests’ expressions lit up with excitement.

Though the situation remained unclear, it was obvious that some juicy drama was about to unfold.

Only the members of the Wen Family wore particularly grim expressions. Wen He, who had already taken several steps forward, abruptly stopped and turned back, his chest heaving irregularly.

Si An frowned almost imperceptibly, his lake-blue eyes fixed on the suddenly appearing Long Xiao, his expression unreadable.

Though he said nothing, his expression was clear he seemed just as bewildered by the sudden turn of events.

Yet no one present truly believed this. If nothing was amiss, why would the Dragon Clan, who typically avoided social gatherings with noble families, suddenly appear here?

Si An’s parents shared this sentiment. As they watched Long Xiao’s arrival, the vertical pupils that had been glaring at Father and Mother Wen instantly shifted.

Father and Mother Si exchanged a glance, each seeing pure bewilderment in the other’s eyes. But they quickly recovered, their expressions brightening, and even a faint smile returned to their lips.

If this proposal were to succeed, Long Xiao would be a far superior match for their son compared to Wen He.

Whether considering his family or his personal qualities, Long Xiao seemed far more suitable for their exceptional son.

As Long Xiao approached, Si An’s brow furrowed deeper.

Engaged to him? A completely unfamiliar Alpha?

And from the same cold-blooded race as me.

In the brief seconds Si An spent pondering, Long Xiao had already strode purposefully toward him with his long legs, closing the distance in swift strides.

Now that he was closer, Long Xiao’s features became clearer.

His strikingly handsome face seemed to exist on a different plane from the others around him, leaving even Si An momentarily stunned.

It couldn’t be helped. Snakes’ vision was never particularly sharp. Though King Cobras had relatively good eyesight, Si An was a Golden King Cobra—an albino variant whose vision was weaker than that of ordinary King Cobras.

Noticing Si An’s unwavering gaze, Long Xiao’s lips curved slightly. His luxurious golden eyes lowered gently as he leaned in and murmured, What do you think, Mr. Si?

The tail end of his words trailed off softly, imbuing the formal address with an inexplicable hint of intimacy.

His deep, magnetic voice resonated as his gaze lowered, focusing intently on Si An. Long, silvery lashes framed his eyes.

As he spoke, a few strands of his long silver hair slipped forward, cascading over his chest with his movements.

Silky, lustrous silver-white hair, an incomparably handsome face, a tall and muscular physique, a pleasing voice, and a perfect family background.

Si An tilted his head slightly, gazing up at Long Xiao’s downward gaze, momentarily lost in a daze.

Wait, how did things develop like this?