Chapter 926 is like evaluating an item.
Mu Xin nodded as he ate, "Yeah, Zhiyan, you make sense."
"Brother Yi's talent and ability are outstanding and among the best in the entire Yueya Continent. Moreover, Brother Yi is also the young master of the Tianyan Sect. The Ximen family must dream of recruiting him as a son-in-law."
"So, Ximen Yinshuang's hostility towards Chen Yin is probably because she mistakenly believes that there is some special relationship between Chen Yin and Su Yi."
"Now that she has discovered that Su Chenyin and Jun Yijue are Taoist couples, she will naturally have all kinds of complicated emotions in her heart. Sometimes she feels resentful, and sometimes she feels proud. That's why her emotions fluctuate so much."
After Mu Xin finished speaking, he picked up another piece of meat with his chopsticks and started eating happily.
Lu Zi sighed and said with a worried look on his face: "Alas, this is really hard for cousin Yi! I'm afraid he doesn't want to be involved in this dispute at all."
Yu Zhiyan followed Lu Ziche's gaze and saw Su Yi sitting not far away.
His expression seemed indifferent, but if you looked closely, you could find a hint of vigilance deep in his eyes.
Yu Zhiyan said, "Don't worry, with Brother Yi's character, he will definitely not give in to anyone or anything easily."
"However, the Ximen family is not someone you can easily mess with. They will definitely not let this go. I'm afraid there will be a wonderful show to come."
Mu Xin licked his lips and said, "No matter how they make a fuss, as long as they don't delay my enjoyment of the food. Besides, our strength is here, what can they do to me?"
Before she finished her words, she picked up another piece of spiritual fruit, put it in her mouth, and chewed it carefully.
He looked so happy, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him.
Su Chenyin gently held Jun Yijue's hand and said, "Ajue, Ximen Yinshuang seems to be very concerned about you and me."
Jun Yijue raised the corners of his lips slightly under the mask and held her slender fingers in his hands: "Nothing to worry about."
"But the way she looks at you..." Su Chenyin hesitated to speak.
"What's wrong? Yinyin, are you jealous?" Jun Yijue laughed softly, a voice only the two of them could hear.
Su Chenyin's ears turned red and she hit him lightly: "What nonsense! I just think the way she looks at you is weird, looking you up and down, as if she is evaluating an item."
Jun Yijue's eyes turned cold, then he regained his composure: "Let her be. But you, don't drink too much."
He reached out and took the wine glass in front of Su Chenyin and replaced it with a cup of tea.
This scene happened to fall into Ximen Yinshuang's eyes, and she felt an inexplicable hatred towards Su Chenyin in her heart.
She prided herself on her beauty, but she had never been treated so gently.
Her nails unknowingly sank into her palms, but she didn't feel any pain at all. Instead, she sneered in her heart.
"So what if she is treated kindly? Her Taoist partner is just an ugly freak who hides his head and shows his tail."
Ximen Yinshuang thought viciously in her heart, but couldn't convince herself to look away.
The natural noble demeanor in Jun Yijue's every move attracted her attention like a magnet.
At this moment, the atmosphere at the banquet became more and more lively, with noise rising one after another.
Everyone toasted each other, talked and laughed, it was very lively.
The aroma of wine and food blends together, permeating the air and making people intoxicated.
The flickering candlelight illuminates the room with splendor.
Ximen Yinshuang sat upright on the chair, her fingertips gently stroking the edge of the celadon teacup, but her eyes seemed to drift towards Su Yi sitting opposite her.
She pretended to tidy up her hair, but her calculations became more and more obvious.
"Su Yi..." She silently repeated this name in her heart, with a perfect smile on her lips.
Suddenly, she turned her head sharply and looked at Ximen Lie who was sitting next to her.
The corners of her mouth curved up and she nodded slightly at Ximen Lie.
This seemingly simple action contains deep meaning that only the father and daughter can understand.
When Ximen Lie saw this, he understood what was going on.
He quickly regained his composure and continued chatting with other guests as if nothing had happened.
When Ximen Yinshuang saw her father's response, she felt relieved.
"Miss." The maid behind her reminded softly, "The master asked you to toast the distinguished guest."
Ximen Yinshuang immediately put on a gentle smile, and the jade bracelet on her wrist jingled as she picked up the gilded wine pot.
She walked lightly with lotus steps, and when she reached Su Yi's desk, she deliberately let the hem of her skirt brush against the other person's mat.
"Young Master Su has come from afar. Shuang'er would like to offer you a toast. Thank you for coming to Shuang'er's birthday party." The voice was so soft that water could drip out.
Su Yi raised his eyes and saw the charming eyes of the woman in front of him. He always felt that Ximen Yinshuang was targeting him.
He leaned back half an inch calmly and raised his glass to clink with the glass: "Miss Ximen, you are welcome."
As the wine went down his throat, he caught a glimpse of his sister winking at Jun Yijue, and the corners of the boy's lips seemed to rise under the mask.
Su Yi sighed in his heart: "This girl..."
Ximen Yinshuang noticed that Su Yi was looking at Su Chenyin and was being hot and cold towards her. She felt very unhappy, but she still had a smile on her face.
"Young Master Su, enjoy your meal and drink." After Ximen Yinshuang said this, she turned around and toasted the other distinguished guests.
Yu Zhiyan took it all in.
Her fingers pinching the crystal grapes paused, and suddenly she grabbed Lu Ziche's sleeve.
"Did you see that?" She lowered her voice and drew a circle on the table with her fingertips. "Miss Simon's handkerchief is almost torn to pieces."
Lu Ziche was peeling a tangerine for Yu Zhiyan and almost spilled the juice on his clothes when he heard this.
He looked in the direction Yu Zhiyan pointed, and sure enough, he saw Ximen Yinshuang returning to her seat and kneading the silk handkerchief fiercely.
"Yan'er has a keen eye." Lu Ziche leaned in and whispered, his warm breath brushing against her earlobe. "When she was toasting just now, I saw that she wanted to stick her whole body to cousin Yi."
Yu Zhiyan suddenly stood up, with a blush spreading from her ears to her neck.
"I...I'll go get some more tea." She grabbed the empty teacup and left, the pearl hairpin in her hair dangling.
Lu Ziche stood there in a daze, holding a half-peeled orange in his hand.
Mu Xin burst out laughing, with pastry crumbs on his lips.
"Lu Ziche, if you want to praise someone, just do it. Why are you getting so close to me?" She took out a handkerchief and wiped her mouth. "Don't you know that Zhiyan gets shy very easily?"
Yu Zhiyan hurried back and covered her mouth: "Mu Xin! Stop talking."
At the same time, in another corner of the banquet.
A group of young men and women were sitting together, talking about the banquet with great interest.
"You think nothing unexpected will happen at today's birthday party?" A pretty girl in blue asked curiously.
"In my opinion, the Ximen family must want to use this banquet to build relationships with other forces and expand their network of contacts." A man in a green robe and with an arrogant look said disapprovingly.
"Maybe the Ximen family wants to find a suitable husband for Ximen Yinshuang and a good home for her." Another woman in green said with a smile.
A gossipy smile lit up her face, and she was obviously very interested in this speculation.
After hearing this, everyone smiled knowingly and agreed with this statement.
“I think that’s possible too!”
"Haha, this Ximen Yinshuang looks sickly. I just don't know which young master, or which power or sect's young master has taken a fancy to her."
For a time, Ximen Yinshuang's marriage became the focus of everyone's discussion, with all kinds of speculations and discussions arising one after another.