Quick Transmigration: My Host's Darling Little Darling

Yang Haoming thought that although these people could bring him benefits now, once the Yang family was ruined, they would no longer be of any value to him. From this perspective, his nephew was actually helping him.

From that day on, Yang Haoming considered his mentally challenged nephew as one of his own. With this move, both the Yang and Lu families could easily make things easier.

Sheng Yuan could tell what he was thinking just by looking at his expression. He calmly sipped his tea, remaining noncommittal.

"Host, hair! Hair!" Nuonuo reminded him.

"No rush," Sheng Yuan said, still thinking.

"There's a lot going on at the company, so Uncle will probably have to work overtime today," Sheng Yuan casually reminded him.

"This is my responsibility as a member of the Yang family, so working overtime is nothing." Just thinking about how the Yang and Lu families would soon be his own fills Yang Haoming with energy.

Seeing his reaction, Sheng Yuan didn't say anything more and got up to go to his office.

After Sheng Yuan left, Yang Haoming returned to his office.

Back in the office, Sheng Yuan sat in his office chair and slacked off until the end of the workday, then left right on time.

There is a banquet today, and both Lu Qianyu and Sheng Yuan will be attending.

The two changed their clothes and got into a car to go together.

The banquet was hosted by Mr. Yang to entertain a famous businessman who had developed his business in another region.

Sheng Yuan led Lu Qianyu into the banquet hall without any attempt to hide anything.

Many people watched them along the way. Lu Qianyu looked at Sheng Yuan's composed appearance, and then at their tightly clasped hands.

[Ding! Target's affection level: 90%]

[Ding! Target's happiness level: 87%]

Upon hearing the notification sound, Sheng Yuan turned to look at his wife, who was staring blankly at their clasped hands. Sheng Yuan gently shook their hands, and Lu Qianyu looked up to see Sheng Yuan's gentle smile.

"Let's go meet today's main character."

"it is good."

Lu Qianyu nodded, and Sheng Yuan led him to the center of the banquet.

In the center of the banquet, Old Master Yang was chatting with a man in a suit and tie, whose face was not visible as his back was to them.

When he saw his grandson arrive, Grandpa Yang greeted him warmly.

Grandpa Yang originally thought his grandson was hopeless, but he never expected that he could manage the Yang family business so well in just one month, which truly impressed him.

"Xiao Yuan, come here quickly, let me introduce you. This is Mr. Qin, the chairman of Qin's Group."

As the old man finished speaking, the man turned around, and Sheng Yuan saw his face.

[Yes, yes, it's him! Host, it's him, the person Yang Chengjin marked at the end of his notes!]

Nuonuo was so excited when she saw this face that she started to stutter.

[Host, now I understand why Yang Chengjin suspected Yang Haoming wasn't Old Master Yang's son. Standing together, Yang Haoming clearly resembles this guy surnamed Qin more!]

Nuonuo floated down to the man surnamed Qin and observed him carefully.

Okay, now go find a way to get Yang Haoming's hair, put on a fake body, and send it to a professional institution for testing and record it.

[Okay, mission accomplished!] Nuonuo suddenly said shyly, [Host, may I try some of the small cakes at the banquet? I've been craving them for so long.]

[As long as the task is completed, that's fine.]

【Good host.】Nuonuo left contentedly.

Lu Qianyu found Mr. Qin somewhat strange, and the strangest thing was the female companion next to Mr. Qin. According to Old Master Yang's introduction, this was Mr. Qin's wife.

However, the lady seemed somewhat afraid of Mr. Qin and subconsciously avoided his touch.

Lu Qianyu scratched Sheng Yuan's palm.

Sheng Yuan's fingers caressed the back of Lu Qianyu's hand.

Lu Qianyu knew that Sheng Yuan had noticed, but he continued to socialize as usual.

Grandpa Yang noticed his grandson holding the hand of a younger member of the Lu family and couldn't help but frown.

Is my grandson too dependent on Lu Qianyu?

But before he could think about it further, Yang Haoming arrived and was even more confused to see his youngest son also holding hands with a boy.

"Brother? I didn't expect to see you here." Xu Chen was overjoyed to see his own brother.

"Did I acknowledge you? When did Lu Chengfeng's illegitimate son ever get acknowledged? Even if he did, what does it have to do with me?" Lu Qianyu said with a disdainful look.

The elders of the Lu family have always valued their reputation, so they would never allow their illegitimate son to interfere in the Lu family's affairs. Besides, he is now the one who calls the shots in the Lu family.

Upon hearing Lu Qianyu's words, Xu Chen's face turned pale, and he stood there motionless.

Yang Haoming didn't expect that Xu Chen hadn't been recognized by the Lu family yet. If that was the case, then all his efforts to coax Xu Chen had been in vain.

Seeing that Yang Haoming's expression was also not good, Xu Chen panicked a little.

"Brother, no matter what, I'm still your blood-related younger brother, how could you..."

"Lu Chengfeng should pay back the debts of his romantic escapades himself. The current state of the Lu family is the result of my hard work, and it is not something that can be tainted by anything dirty." Lu Qianyu said without any politeness.

His tragedy was Lu Chengfeng's mistake, not his. He didn't have the time to clean up the mess left by someone who had already abandoned him.

"What's the relationship between your uncle and him? They seem very close," Sheng Yuan asked with a smile.

"Just friends," Yang Haoming replied.

Upon hearing Yang Haoming's answer, Xu Chen nearly collapsed. Weren't they here today to discuss the marriage with Old Master Yang?

"I see." Sheng Yuan nodded.

"Uncle Lu, are you tired? Let's go rest for a bit." Sheng Yuan shook Lu Qianyu's hand.

"Okay." Lu Qianyu's gaze towards Sheng Yuan was completely different from his gaze towards Xu Chen just now; it was gentle and doting.

The sound made me want to kiss it from afar.

Sheng Yuan led Lu Qianyu to a corner to rest.

Seeing the two leave, Mr. Qin stepped forward and greeted Yang Haoming familiarly. The old man was pleased to see him chatting so happily with Mr. Qin; if they could cooperate with Mr. Qin, the Yang family could reach new heights.

Sheng Yuan pulled Lu Qianyu down to sit, closed his eyes, and could clearly see the scene of their conversation and what they were saying.

Lu Qianyu assumed that Sheng Yuan was resting with his eyes closed because he hadn't had enough sleep in the morning and had worked for half a day. So he sat next to him and cautiously observed the surroundings.

Their conversation went smoothly until Sheng Yuan opened his eyes and saw his wife staring at a green grape cake.

He smiled and pinched his cheek, then Sheng Yuan stepped forward to get the cake for his wife.

Lu Qianyu was a little confused by his sudden action. He blinked, but did not get up and obediently sat there.

His eyes never left Sheng Yuan, who returned with several small cakes and presented them to him.

"Try it."

Lu Qianyu realized that he had noticed Lu Qianyu's craving for the small cake.

"I can't finish all of this," Lu Qianyu said, picking up his fork.

Sheng Yuan laughed and said, "I'm here too."

My wife loves spicy and sweet foods, and so does the world.

He likes green grapes, peaches, and strawberries.

Lu Qianyu didn't eat much; he ate at most half of the cake, and the rest went into Sheng Yuan's stomach.

"I'll make it for you if you like it," Sheng Yuan said, seeing that he was enjoying the food.

Lu Qianyu's eyes lit up when he heard this: "You can do it?"

Sheng Yuan nodded: "Yes, you can tell me what you want to eat."

Just as Lu Qianyu was about to say something, he heard a commotion.

"You surnamed Wang! You heartless bastard! I work so hard to earn money to treat my child's illness, and all you do is spend it here indulging in debauchery and keeping a mistress! You bastard, you beast!"

As the sound echoed throughout the banquet hall, everyone's eyes were drawn to a middle-aged woman dressed in a delivery uniform, carrying a bottle of liquor, rushing straight to the center of the banquet hall.