Warlord: Starting with Subduing Little A Qiao

After saying that, Feng Chengcheng put down her chopsticks and hurriedly left the house.

As the door slammed shut, Feng Jingyao, who remained standing there, shook his head.

My daughter is all grown up now, and I can't control her anymore.

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Chapter Fifty-Six: The ball is about to begin!

By this time, news of the Western-style ball held at the Paramount Ballroom had spread throughout Shanghai.

Many newspapers sent reporters to stand guard at the entrance of the Paramount Mansion.

Each person, carrying an incredibly heavy camera, was vying for the best shooting position.

Every time a car drove by, all the reporters immediately stood at attention, their cameras flashing incessantly.

Among them, Shenbao, as the largest newspaper in Shanghai, was no exception, and the newspaper's director even sent out his three top advisors.

Du Fei, He Shuhuan, and Lu Erhao also waited early at the entrance of the Paramount Ballroom, hoping to get the first scoop on the news.

"I didn't expect Ye Bai to rise to prominence so quickly."

The first to speak was Du Fei, who was wiping his beloved camera. Seeing so many fellow reporters waiting for news from the Paramount, he couldn't help but sigh.

Upon hearing this, a complex emotion flashed in He Shuhuan's eyes.

Anger, fear, terror...

Clearly, he had not forgotten the humiliation Ye Bai had inflicted on him.

However, he also did not expect Ye Bai to rise to prominence so quickly.

Previously, he was just a leader under Master Qin, but now he has directly become one of the top forces in Shanghai!

But what young person in their early twenties could do that?!

At this moment, the other party's power has reached a level that he can no longer attain.

The anger that followed has now turned into a sense of powerlessness.

As the old saying goes, how can the light of a firefly compete with the brilliance of the moon?

Meanwhile, inside the Paramount mansion, Ye Bai was unaware of what these people were thinking. He was changing his suit in front of the mirror.

Since he moved to the Republican era, he actually prefers to wear a long gown.

It's been a long time since I've worn a shirt and trousers, and I'm still a little unaccustomed to wearing a tie.

Seeing Ye Bai's incredibly slow and clueless movements, Xiao Aqiao, who was standing to the side, took the initiative to step forward and tease him.

"Brother Ye, let me do it."

As she spoke, Xiao Aqiao began to seriously tie her tie.

The closer distance made it easier for Ye Bai to see Xiao A Qiao in front of him.

With the passage of time, Xiao Aqiao developed some of the temperament of the eldest sister in later generations.

Feeling Ye Bai's gaze, Xiao Aqiao raised her head.

But upon seeing that, her breath caught in her throat.

At this moment, she realized that the distance between her and Ye Bai was only about a fist's width, so close that she could almost hear Ye Bai's breathing.

From a distance, they might look just like they're embracing.

Thinking of this, her heart seemed to race instantly, and Xiao Aqiao suddenly stepped back.

Unexpectedly, he lost his balance and was about to fall backward.

Just as she thought she was about to land, Xiao Aqiao felt a strong force grab her waist.

"Be careful, our eldest sister needs to watch where she's going!"

Since Xiao Aqiao became increasingly adept at handling the affairs of the Paramount, the new maids and servants have started calling her by the nickname "Big Sister" without anyone noticing.

Xiao Aqiao hadn't taken it to heart at first, but when Ye Bai called out to her, her face turned even redder.

"Why are you teasing me too..."

After saying that, feeling the burning sensation on her face, she stomped her foot and quickly walked out of the room.

"I still have some things to arrange, I'll be going now..."

Ye Bai, who was still standing there, curled the corners of his mouth.

......

Soon, it was four o'clock in the afternoon.

Guests attending the ball arrived at the Paramount Mansion one after another.

One car after another pulled up in front of the mansion.

As the door of an incredibly luxurious black sedan opened, Feng Chengcheng, dressed in a bright yellow short-sleeved, high-necked long cheongsam, stepped out first.

Feng Chengcheng dressed up specially for today, looking absolutely stunning.

With a white jade hairpin on her head, exquisite earrings, and a gleaming jade bracelet on her wrist, she exudes the gentle and quiet temperament of a well-bred lady.

As soon as she and Feng Jingyao got out of the car, they ran into the owner of the Mei Hua Theater and Xu Wenqiang.

Upon seeing Feng Jingyao, Boss Li immediately stepped forward, bowing and scraping.

"Mr. Feng, I never expected to meet you here. It's truly my great honor..."

When Mr. Li saw Feng Chengcheng standing to the side, his eyes widened even more.

This... isn't this the girl whose wallet was stolen at the theater last time?

His expression froze for a moment, then he immediately reacted and said respectfully.

"So Miss Feng is Mr. Feng's daughter. No wonder she has such a refined and cultured demeanor..."

At this moment, in front of Feng Jingyao, Boss Li piled up all the praise he had ever known.

Xu Wenqiang, who was standing to the side, also widened his eyes slightly.

He never imagined that the female student he had been obsessed with since their brief encounter was actually Feng Jingyao's daughter!

At this moment, Feng Jingyao, who was opposite him, also looked at Boss Li and Xu Wenqiang in front of him.

He knew both of them.

He quickly glanced at Boss Li, then his gaze settled on Xu Wenqiang.

He knew that the reforms at the Mei Wah Theatre were all thanks to this young man in front of him.

As a result, he had a fairly good impression of Xu Wenqiang.

However, Feng Jingyao, who had dealt with people all his life, could easily see that this young man in his early twenties had just as many flaws as strengths in his personality.

They are still too immersed in their own principles and beliefs.

In the current environment, so-called principles and beliefs are all empty words in Feng Jingyao's eyes.

But thinking of this, Feng Jingyao couldn't help but shake his head.

This is a common problem among young people today, and it's considered normal.

People like Ye Bai, who is in charge of this Paramount Ball, are the ones who are abnormal.

Although they are also twenty years old, they seem to have the experience of a thirty-year-old and the composure of a forty-year-old.

What a terrible future!

"Dad, what are you spacing out for? Let's go inside quickly."

Feng Chengcheng, who was standing to the side, no longer wanted to greet Boss Li and Xu Wenqiang in front of her, since they weren't familiar with each other, and she urged them on even more.

As soon as Feng Chengcheng said this, Boss Li, who was standing next to her, was quick to speak up.

"Mr. Feng, please go first; Ms. Feng, please go first."

After the four people entered the gate, another black sedan stopped.

The car door opened, and Lu Zhenhua and Wang Xueqin led Lu Ruping and Lu Mengping out of the car.

It's clear that all of them are dressed in formal attire.

Wearing a red dress, Lu Mengping looked at the dazzling Paramount Ballroom and couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.

"This is the Paramount Ballroom, I've wanted to come here for ages..."

However, compared to Lu Mengping's excitement, Lu Ruping, who was wearing a pink dress, couldn't help but frown when she heard the words "Paramount".

This scene caught the eye of Wang Xueqin, who immediately reprimanded her.

"Ruping, stop looking like that! We're here for the ball, not for a funeral."

Wang Xueqin was still somewhat puzzled.

Ru Ping had always been his most outstanding daughter, but unexpectedly, ever since she said she was going to attend the Paramount Ball, she kept causing trouble...

What's going on?