Transmigrating Before The Crazy Beauty Scum A Loses Control - Chapter 47

Luan Yenan and Zuo Baixuan appeared under the spotlight, holding hands, and as they stepped onto the red carpet, they confidently paused for a moment.

The media reporters didn’t hesitate either, each frantically pressing their camera flashes.

Today’s central figures of public opinion had arrived, more beautiful than expected.

One of the female leads showed not a trace of a smile on her face, her beauty tinged with a disdainful laziness, her gaze quickly sweeping over all the cameras, leaving only awe in its wake.

Is this Luan Yenan?

Everyone’s perception of the rumored good-for-nothing eldest daughter of the Luan family was instantly refreshed in their minds.

The reporters, who had initially wanted to swarm forward to ask questions, suddenly found themselves devoid of the energy to move.

The task of asking questions would have to be left to their colleagues at the banquet venue.

Looking at the other female lead, her beauty was no less than Luan Yenan’s, but it was a completely different style.

Her face, compared to Luan Yenan’s, appeared slightly more youthful, but it also carried a confident smile, standing gracefully beside Luan Yenan, not showing any timidity in the face of numerous cameras.

Just who is Zuo Baixuan?

When Luan Yenan first married Zuo Baixuan, there were rumors about Zuo Baixuan’s background on the school forum.

Although the details were erased due to privacy concerns, the overly simple social connections were more or less listed in a couple of posts, and these media outlets didn’t even need to use their connections; a casual search on the school forum would reveal them.

But is Zuo Baixuan really just an ordinary girl from a rural family, an adopted daughter who never enjoyed any pampering?

Zuo Baixuan’s demeanor in front of the camera made everyone doubt this story.

Luan Yenan and Zuo Baixuan wouldn’t cater to these people’s curiosity.

They just stood for a moment on the red carpet, allowing them to take a few good photos, so as not to have strange images attached to their articles, damaging their image.

Then they proceeded up the red carpet, leaving these people’s sight.

The media personnel were quite excited; whether or not this couple could bring sensational news today, just these photos alone were enough to attract attention.

Who doesn’t love to look at beautiful women?

Especially one with a background of wealthy family drama and another born from humble beginnings with a mysterious aura.

The reporters outside began to gather the information they had at hand, frantically writing articles that would attract enough attention.

As Luan Yenan and Zuo Baixuan left the sight of these people, they glanced at each other, and Luan Yenan asked, “Is it a bit more interesting than you imagined?”

Zuo Baixuan noticed someone coming out of the banquet hall ahead and smiled at Luan Yenan, “Not really, I’m just here with you. If I had to come alone, I might have wanted to sneak in through the back door, who wants to be surrounded by so many people in front of the cameras?”

“Such beautiful clothes, wouldn’t it be a pity to sneak in through the back door?” Luan Yenan glanced at the dress again, her gaze circling before landing back on Zuo Baixuan’s face.

If not for others to see, just for me to see would also be nice, maybe next time we’ll sneak through the back door, not showing anyone.

Seeing Luan Yenan’s gaze becoming strangely intense, Zuo Baixuan wanted to reach out and stop her, “What are you looking at, haven’t you seen enough?”

“Not enough, but I’m looking at you blocking the way.” Luan Yenan held Zuo Baixuan’s arm.

“Blocking the way?” Zuo Baixuan looked at the empty corridor, the skirt was a bit large, but not to the extent of blocking the path.

Then her waist tightened, and Luan Yenan pulled her into her embrace.

Zuo Baixuan looked up at Luan Yenan.

Was she going to fully embody the identity of a loving couple?

Luan Yenan whispered in Zuo Baixuan’s ear, “Be more affectionate, when someone looks down on you, they’ll have to consider my face. You won’t have a hard time at this banquet.”

Zuo Baixuan found it amusing and pinched Luan Yenan’s chin in return, asking, “You seem to have forgotten, many people are going to be against you today? Whether they look down on me or not, they might not give you face.”

The implication was that being too intimate might lead to being implicated.

Luan Yenan raised her delicate eyebrows, “You’re tied to me now, it’s too late to run, they’re targeting me, they won’t bother you, mainly afraid of some blind fools.”

Blind fools, the direction was really too obvious.

Zuo Baixuan knew Luan Yenan was referring to the person who had just come out of the banquet hall.

The yellow hair was very eye-catching.

Fan Jianian, with his neatly combed three-seven parted hair, had been waiting for a while and finally found a gap in the couple’s affection to politely greet Luan Yenan, “Miss Luan, what a coincidence, we meet again.”

Luan Yenan didn’t say a word, her arm still around Zuo Baixuan’s waist, continued walking towards the banquet hall.

Not even the hem of her skirt touched Fan Jianian.

Only then did Zuo Baixuan understand that when Luan Yenan said “blocking the way” she wasn’t referring to her, but to Fan Jianian.

This sarcasm, who could understand it?

Fan Jianian hadn’t given up yet, jogging to catch up.

He hadn’t dared to hide the incident at the racetrack from his family and had already told them everything.

After hearing about it, the elders in his family started inquiring about the situation in the Jing City and told Fan Jianian to build a good relationship with the Luan family.

Fan Jianian was quite smart in social interactions.

He thought that compared to randomly seeking connections, the transition from “offending” to “apologizing” might be a better way to start a conversation.

At least it wasn’t a dead end, and in Luan Yenan’s eyes, he still had a name.

“Miss Luan, I truly know I was wrong, please give me a chance, I sincerely want to apologize to Miss Zuo on behalf of that scoundrel Dong Weicheng. He didn’t even have the face to come this time, he asked me to bring a message.” Fan Jianian didn’t dare to block their path, only dared to follow alongside.

Luan Yenan finally looked at him because he mentioned Zuo Baixuan.

Fan Jianian breathed a sigh of relief.

This time he hadn’t put his foot in his mouth, he hadn’t guessed wrong, Luan Yenan indeed cared about her wife.

But this time, before Luan Yenan could speak, Zuo Baixuan had already opened her mouth.

“If you’re here to curry favor with Anan, I’d like to advise you to think carefully, do you even know what the theme of tonight’s banquet is?”

Hearing Zuo Baixuan speak, Luan Yenan stopped in her tracks.

Little White Flower, she’s really kind-hearted, but also really dark.

For a rich second-generation like Fan Jianian from outside the Jing City, the situation in the Jing City is really just hearsay and half-understood.

He only thought that the rich second-generation led by Luo Yun seemed to be on Luan Yenan’s side, now reminding him, is it to tell him the real direction of the evening’s storm, or to trick him into taking a side?

“The theme of the banquet… is to welcome Luan Yecha, that is, Miss Luan’s cousin, back and to celebrate his return.” Fan Jianian was a bit dumbfounded now, but looking at the notice board outside the banquet hall, he felt he wasn’t wrong.

Luan Yenan also reminded him, “My relationship with Luan Yecha is not good. We haven’t seen each other for many years.”

As a native of Nancheng, Fan Jianian really didn’t understand the meaning behind Luan Yenan’s words.

In his view, bl00d is thicker than water, no matter how big the conflict, at least there’s a bl00d relationship, and they should help each other.

For example, the main reason the Luan family itself is so prosperous is that during Luan Lizheng’s generation, there were still many bl00d relatives excelling in various fields. Even if they no longer share the same surname, they are still relatives.

Zuo Baixuan added, “If you’ve made up your mind to board Anan’s pirate ship and stand with us through thick and thin, we’re not that petty. I can take the liberty to forgive you on behalf of Anan.”

This statement thoroughly confused Fan Jianian. He pondered for a long time, concocting several dramatic scenarios in his mind before finally understanding: “This banquet is meant to deal with…”

Zuo Baixuan tugged at Luan Yenan, signaling it was time to leave: “It seems he’s not completely clueless and probably won’t pester you anymore.”

Luan Yenan watched the complex expressions flitting across Fan Jianian’s face, more intricate than any chemical reaction in the lab, but alas, she couldn’t keep watching.

Fan Jianian eventually watched the retreating figures of Luan Yenan and Zuo Baixuan, his mind a tangled mess.

If Luan Lizheng intended to confront Luan Yenan at tonight’s banquet, why was Luan Yenan so composed, and why did she specifically warn him?

He scratched his head, tousling his yellow hair, and quickly took out his phone to call home.

The waters in the Jing City were indeed too deep; he felt small and helpless, wishing only to return to Nancheng to be a local rich second-generation.

Meanwhile, the banquet hall was already alive with clinking glasses and lively chatter.

As the host of the evening, Luan Lizheng was mingling with the guests.

He leaned on his cane, dressed in traditional Chinese attire, his sparse hair neatly combed over his scalp, looking quite spirited.

Those around him already regarded him as the victor of the evening.

Others weren’t idle either, forming small groups around different tables, gossiping.

“Mr. Luan seems to be in high spirits today.”

“It must be because his young grandson has returned from studying abroad; naturally, he’s happy to enjoy family bliss.”

Someone who had been holding back finally voiced their curiosity: “Recently, his eldest granddaughter has also been making waves. Why does it feel like the atmosphere today is so tense?”

A middle-aged man in a suit immediately chimed in: “You don’t know this, but in the early years, Mr. Luan adored his top Alpha granddaughter the most. But the granddaughter was disappointing, so he gradually shifted his attention to his young grandson.”

The listener was unimpressed: “Uh, isn’t that stating the obvious? Everyone knows that, down to the details. But the question is, why is Mr. Luan setting up this banquet as a trap now that the granddaughter has turned over a new leaf?”

Calling it a trap was not an exaggeration.

Just look at the setup.

Anyone with keen insight and good connections in the Jing City could see it.

It would be normal if Luan Yenan didn’t dare to come today.

If she did come, her work on “Blockcoin” might change hands. This big cake, without Luan Lizheng’s backing, would surely be devoured by the surrounding wolves and tigers, not to mention the lurking masterminds, including Luan Lizheng himself.

“Isn’t it because they have a throne to inherit? The current emperor is just a puppet, reluctantly chosen by the retired emperor. Now, thinking the imperial granddaughter isn’t up to par, he’s switched to the young imperial grandson. But who would have thought the imperial granddaughter would suddenly prove capable again? He has to protect the young imperial grandson to prevent the emperor and the imperial granddaughter from seizing power together.” the middle-aged man spoke with relish.

Others also found some truth in his words.

But the topic abruptly ended.

The entire banquet hall suddenly fell silent.

Two stunningly beautiful women walked in through the banquet doors, captivating everyone’s gaze.

Hiss—

The imperial granddaughter and her imperial consort had made a grand entrance.

Was tonight really going to be a battle for succession?

Everyone held their breath, their attention fully focused on Luan Yenan.

Watching as members of the Luo family and several other rich second-generation individuals who had been collaborating with Luan Yenan went over to greet her, though each wore a troubled expression, Luan Yenan responded to each one calmly and composedly.

Especially at the end, she patted Luo Yun’s shoulder and then walked towards Luan Lizheng.

Luan Muyin and Luan Xing were also there, waving to Luan Yenan and Zuo Baixuan.

The two mothers’ eyes held a trace of worry, yet they were helpless.

From the moment Luan Yenan said she would attend the banquet, the conflict between this grandfather and granddaughter seemed inevitable.

Even Luan Muyin, to avoid revealing Luan Yenan’s plans in front of Luan Lizheng, had not mentioned a word about “cloud computing.”

Luan Yenan, with her arm around Zuo Baixuan’s waist, walked forward, her gaze sweeping around the banquet hall.

Zuo Baixuan, not hearing Luan Yenan speak, looked up at her.

Just then, she saw Luan Yenan’s gaze fall on Wen Qing not far away.

Wen Qing’s evening gown could be described as “bewitching.” causing all the surrounding Alphas to stir with desire, crowding around her, hoping for her favor.

Zuo Baixuan immediately pinched Luan Yenan’s waist, pretending to be coy as she leaned on her shoulder and asked, “What, haven’t you seen enough during the day, you need to look more at night?”

Luan Yenan retracted her gaze and laughed, pinching Zuo Baixuan’s cheek, using the same phrasing: “What, didn’t you get enough of being jealous yesterday, you’re still jealous today? I just think the dress she’s wearing now would look better on you.”

This made Zuo Baixuan take another look at Wen Qing’s dress. It wasn’t anything special, just using very little fabric, relying entirely on her figure to carry it off.

She snorted lightly: “I knew you preferred clothes that show off the figure, but would you really let me wear something like that for everyone to see?”

Luan Yenan thought for a moment, her finger poking at the fabric of Zuo Baixuan’s dress, tracing around the hollowed-out butterfly pattern.

The skin beneath the hollowed-out design and her fingertip seemed to touch, seemed to part, tickling unbearably.

“Indeed, I wouldn’t dare, or perhaps you could wear it just for me to see?” The whisper in her ear deepened the tickle.

But Zuo Baixuan met Luan Yenan’s whisper, pressing close to her ear, her tone soft, but her reply was: “Dream on.”

This provoked low laughter from Luan Yenan, but the hand around Zuo Baixuan tightened slightly, repelling all the gazes cast their way.

The back-and-forth banter and laughter of the couple drew sidelong glances.

But the possessiveness of the top Alpha was palpable in the air.

Everyone, intimidated, could only stealthily withdraw their gazes, whether directed at Zuo Baixuan or Luan Yenan, leaving only the peripheral vision for gossip.

This couple was truly detestable, drawing attention yet not allowing others to look or think too much.

Wen Qing’s gaze also swept through the crowd and landed on Luan Yenan. She had clearly been staring at her just moments ago, but now her attention was back on Zuo Baixuan, their hands tightly clasped.

What exactly was it that made her inferior to her?

Luan Yenan led Zuo Baixuan to stand before Luan Lizheng.

“Grandpa, good evening. Baixuan and I are here.” Luan Yenan greeted Luan Lizheng first, then naturally stood beside Luan Xing.

Luan Lizheng was quite satisfied with Luan Yenan’s earlier performance.

Though it was flamboyant, it was appropriate, not bringing any shame to the Luan family, and it highlighted the charm and aura of an Alpha.

“You little rascal, you’re doing so well now? If you had been like this a few years earlier, would I have needed to do so much? Now it’s all good, just when you’re causing trouble again.” Luan Lizheng didn’t mince words, speaking bluntly.

While his words seemed to praise Luan Yenan, they were actually a veiled threat.

From a young age, Luan Lizheng was indoctrinated with the idea that while siblings share bl00d ties, familial affection is one thing, and conflicts of interest are another.

For the prosperity of the family, the survival of the fittest is essential, and supporting the most promising young person to become the next heir is also a good way to continue the family line.

Luan Lizheng’s ruthlessness is understandable, but Luan Yenan does not condone his actions just because she understands the reasons.

Those around them, hearing Luan Lizheng’s threatening words, broke out in a cold sweat.

But Luan Yenan acted as if nothing was wrong and reminded him, “Grandpa, isn’t it time to let today’s main character make an appearance?”

She seemed eager to get to the main event, was she planning to confront Luan Lizheng head-on?

Onlookers couldn’t help but speculate, yet dared not think too deeply.

“That way we can start dancing. Baixuan and I have been practicing for days, just waiting to show off today.” Luan Yenan added before others could imagine too much.

Everyone: …Do you think we can believe that?

Although Luan Yenan’s smile was charming, everyone remained rational and not easily swayed.

“Anan, are you trying to see me make a fool of myself? You’re making me so nervous, can we find another place to practice again? Let’s not start dancing as soon as cousin makes his entrance.” Zuo Baixuan clung to Luan Yenan like a clingy little wife, her voice so sweet it made everyone around them go weak.

This sweetness wasn’t overdone; it was just right, making her seem adorable and irresistible.

Even Luan Yenan was full of surprise, but she first laughed and then pinched Zuo Baixuan’s cheek.

Her relaxed demeanor showed no signs of nervousness.

It was clear now, this little white flower was a “performance personality” adept at performing in front of people. The more crowded the scene, the less nervous she became, and the better her acting.

“No need to be nervous. Even if we hadn’t practiced, we’d dance better than them, let alone after practicing. If you’re nervous, how about a drink?” Luan Yenan smiled as she handed Zuo Baixuan a glass of wine.

And Zuo Baixuan’s words further convinced everyone that Luan Yenan was ready to yield, that she was really just here to make an appearance at the banquet, add some color for her cousin, step back herself, and just wanted to dance with her wife.

Like a proper rich second-generation who loves beauty more than power.

Zuo Baixuan took the glass of wine but didn’t drink it directly. Instead, she held it and gently swirled it twice: “I’m not in the mood for wine today. Besides, I’m not much of a drinker. What if I drink too much?”

“Would you get wild if you drank too much?” Luan Yenan intuitively felt that Zuo Baixuan was telling the truth, which made her even more curious. They had never drunk together before.

“I’d get dizzy and be very easy to take advantage of.” Zuo Baixuan replied, then gave Luan Yenan a sidelong glance. “That’s why I’ve never drunk in front of you. Don’t get any ideas.”

Luan Yenan picked up a glass of wine herself, clinked it lightly with Zuo Baixuan’s, then leaned in close to her ear, whispering so only the two of them could hear: “I wasn’t thinking anything, but I do kind of want to see you being easy to take advantage of.”

Zuo Baixuan paused as she brought the wine glass to her lips, letting the red wine just touch them.

She didn’t want the red wine to remind her of the intensity of vodka.

She turned her head to respond to Luan Yenan: “Dream on!”

The little wife’s resistance carried a hint of pride.

The onlookers hissed, finding it unbearable to watch.

Is this the power of newlyweds!

Everyone completely averted their eyes.

Luan Lizheng’s bushy eyebrows twitched, but he said nothing. As the spotlight shifted to the second floor, he looked towards the balcony there.

Luan Yecha was about to make his grand entrance under the spotlight.

Luan Yenan took advantage of the dimming lights to exchange a glance with Zuo Baixuan.

The two set down their wine glasses.

It wasn’t easy to disappear into the crowd, as many eyes were following them.

But seeing their light steps, it didn’t seem like they were trying to escape or cause trouble. They were just heading to a corner of the banquet hall to talk to the band in charge of the evening’s music.

They really didn’t seem to care about Luan Yecha’s affairs, just wanting to focus on enjoying the dance part of the banquet.

“What’s so interesting about Luan Yecha? Might as well just start dancing.” Luo Yun, standing in a corner, found it all rather dull and picked up a glass of wine to drink.

Zhang Wanjun intervened to stop her: “You don’t want to end up being photographed looking like a drunken mess, do you?”

Luo Yun, with her elegantly simple makeup today, looked every bit the good girl. Now, even drinking was being controlled by Zhang Wanjun, her face full of frustration.

Zhang Wanjun, still standing behind Luo Yun as a dutiful secretary and companion, only allowed herself a smile when she turned her head away.

Unable to drink, Luo Yun was bored to death and could only look towards the second floor.

The first thing that caught her eye was a pair of polished leather shoes. Luo Yun snorted lightly: “No wonder Mr. Luan finally chose this guy; his looks are quite advantageous.”

A tall but slightly thin man stood under the spotlight.

His face was quite angular, with sharply raised eyebrows, resembling Luan Lizheng by about seventy percent, though his temperament and aura were not quite up to par.

He looked like a kid who hadn’t fully grown up, wearing a custom-made suit that seemed a bit like playing dress-up.

But Luan Yecha himself didn’t feel this way. He only knew that tonight everyone had given him enough attention, everyone was waiting for him to make his grand entrance.

Grandpa had been waiting for him to return from abroad to take over the family business, and now he had lived up to expectations, standing before everyone.

He felt like a triumphant general, full of smiles, waving to the crowd as he slowly descended from the second floor, feeling all the gazes from the shadows converge on him like the spotlight.

He was ready to deliver an impassioned speech to everyone, having rehearsed his lines all afternoon, it was time to show them.

“Hello everyone.”

“Cousin, let’s dance!”

Luan Yecha had just uttered three words, not yet receiving a response from the crowd, when an untimely invitation came from the center of the banquet hall.

Then the spotlight above Luan Yecha’s head disappeared.

The high-wattage spotlight “clicked” onto the dance floor.

But calling it a dance floor, the only ones who had taken advantage of the dim lighting to stand there were Luan Yenan and Zuo Baixuan, a pair of dancers.

Zuo Baixuan’s body formed a natural curve, her head tilted back, a big smile on her face, looking like a white swan under the light.

And Luan Yenan, holding Zuo Baixuan’s slender waist, her body also taut with strength, was the black swan perfectly matched with her dance partner.

The piano sounded first, then the professional orchestra joined in, playing “The Blue Danube.”

The familiar melody flowed through the entire banquet hall.

The pair of girls in the center of the dance floor moved to every beat under the spotlight.

Luan Yenan and Zuo Baixuan’s beautiful dance moves instantly became the focus of everyone’s attention.

Who remembered the boring figure that had just descended from the second floor?

Luan Yenan glanced at the shadows, at Luan Lizheng’s slightly changed expression and Luan Yecha’s awkward face, and smiled lightly at Zuo Baixuan: “Very successful.”

Zuo Baixuan raised an eyebrow: “This is just the beginning.”

As the music grew heavier and faster, Zuo Baixuan’s dance became more flamboyant than during practice, her long skirt swirling around her as she twirled around Luan Yenan.

The little white flower was blooming.

Luan Yenan’s eyes could only focus on Zuo Baixuan, her mind only thinking about how to match her dance.

The two became the sole focus of the entire banquet, leaving no room for anyone else.

Author’s note:

The entire banquet combined wasn’t as interesting as a blooming little white flower.

Thank you very much for everyone’s support, I will continue to work hard!