C39 Laojiu Don't Scare Her!

As Shen Geyao stood there, unsure of what to do next, a deep, magnetic voice suddenly approached from behind, sending a chill down her spine.

"Looks like Mom has a new favorite and doesn't need her son anymore."

The voice was as rich and resonant as the lowest string of a cello, captivating enough to make any woman swoon. Yet, it was this very voice that made Shen Geyao feel as if her blood had turned to ice.

"Hey there, been busy lately with all those big projects?"

"Yeah, you've been as elusive as ever. Anyone would think you'd gone abroad again."

"Which new field has caught your eye this time? Planning to start a new company?"

Voices buzzed around her, highlighting the high regard everyone had for the young master of the family. The matriarch waved her hand with a hint of reproach. "Talking business at a family gathering? Should I just head to bed and leave you to it?"

"Of course not." A tall figure had already reached Shen Geyao's side. His large hand rested on the back of her chair as he leaned in closer.

His presence was warm yet carried an inherent coolness, making Shen Geyao tense up, every cell in her body on high alert.

"Didn't I rush back tonight just to celebrate with you? Mom, are you not pleased with me?"

Shen Geyao suspected that the words "not satisfied with me" were spoken right by her ear. The breath was so close, and although the words were meant for the elderly lady, they were whispered right next to her ear. It was as if he hadn't even considered that someone else was sitting in the chair. But Shen Geyao knew this jerk was doing it on purpose!

Enveloped in his breath, her face instantly felt hot, and her heart raced. She couldn't tell if it was from nervousness or something else. The elderly lady quickly noticed Shen Geyao's discomfort and, seeing her flushed face, immediately understood.

"Chenyu, you're scaring the young lady," she quickly reminded him.

Liang Chenyu seemed to suddenly remember that there was a young girl sitting in the chair. He slowly stood up, looking down at Shen Geyao, a slight smile on his lips. "And this is?"

"She's Xinghao's girlfriend, the one I've often mentioned, the granddaughter of Old Master Shen."

Liang Xinghao nodded, "Yes, my girlfriend, Shen Geyao. Yao, say hello to Uncle."

Shen Geyao stood up, turning to look at Liang Chenyu with a stiffness she couldn't shake. Finally meeting his calm gaze, she took a deep breath and obediently said, "Hello, Uncle."

"Uncle?" Chenyu pondered the term with a hint of amusement.

Geyao was incredibly nervous. Would he reveal their connection to everyone? Even though there wasn't really anything between them, being entangled with a man like this—could it be considered a breach of trust? Especially since one was the son of the matriarch and the other her grandson. The old lady wouldn't be able to handle such a shock.

Geyao was so anxious that sweat was about to break out on her forehead. Ninth Master was domineering and wild, never caring about others' opinions. Would he be just as reckless at home?

Finally, Chenyu's handsome lips curled into a smile, and he nodded, "Sit."

Geyao let out a huge sigh of relief, but now, she didn't dare to continue sitting there. She turned and walked over to sit beside Xinghao. Just as she was about to sit down, Chenyu's voice, which made her scalp tingle, suddenly rang out again:

"Looks like the couple really can't stand to be apart, even for a moment."

Geyao's legs went weak, and she almost collapsed into the chair. Although Chenyu was smiling, she couldn't shake the feeling that his smile was full of sarcasm and even a strong sense of danger.

"What’s the matter, little girl? Did Ninth Master tease you so much that your face turned this red?" Eldest Master Tianxiang noticed that Chenyu seemed somewhat satisfied with Geyao, and he felt pleased as well.

Although there was some dissatisfaction with Miss Sunn's status, having heard she wasn't favored in her family, it was rare for Chenyu to be pleased with someone. If Chenyu was satisfied, even a hundred words from Old Master Shen couldn't compare. So, what was there to be unhappy about? The ones to please in the future were the old master and the lady of the house; the Shen family connections weren't necessary.

Geyao nodded uneasily before carefully taking a seat.

"Don't mind her, Uncle. Yao is a bit shy and isn't used to such grand occasions. She got a little scared," Xinghao said with a gentle smile, glancing at Geyao. He signaled for a servant to pour her a cup of hot tea. "Don't worry, Uncle isn't a bad guy. He won't bite."

Geyao wanted to protest. Who said Chenyu wasn't a bad guy? She almost got "eaten" by him!

Chenyu's gaze also fell on Geyao, seemingly quite fond of her. "That depends on whether this girl behaves. If not, I might just eat you up."

"Uncle, stop scaring her. She's timid and might take it seriously," Xinghao laughed.

"Chenyu, don't scare her," the lady of the house chided him, though the indulgent sparkle in her eyes was evident to everyone. She truly doted on her youngest son, especially so!

Everyone thought Chenyu was just joking, but only Geyao knew what he really meant.

He wasn't joking; he was genuinely warning her! If she didn't behave, he'd swallow her whole! This jerk was actually bullying her in front of so many people!

The servants continued bringing out dish after dish, each one more delicious-looking than the last, but Shen Geyao found no enjoyment in the meal. Tonight, the Eldest Master, Second Master, and Third Master were all present, along with the Eldest Master's son, Liang Zixu. Shen Geyao didn't have much of an impression of him since he barely spoke, only exchanging a few words with Liang Chenyu.

It was said that the Fourth Master of the Liang family had been gone for a long time, leaving only a son behind, but the Young Master wasn't present tonight. The Fifth and Sixth Masters were absent, and it was rumored that the Seventh and Eighth Masters had passed away young. The women were seated at another table, so this one wasn't very crowded.

Shen Geyao was supposed to sit with the women, but the Old Madam insisted she join them here. So, aside from the Old Madam, Shen Geyao was the only woman at the table. The glances from the women at the other tables varied in intent as they landed on her.

Halfway through the dinner, music began playing from the dance floor. The Old Master immediately stood up, bowed gallantly to the Old Madam, and extended his hand. It was their wedding anniversary tonight, and since the Old Madam didn't like big celebrations, they kept it simple.

But tonight, the first dance had to be with his wife. The lady's cheeks were a bit flushed; even after all these years together, she still felt a little shy at moments like this. However, despite her shyness, she placed her hand in his and walked with him onto the dance floor.

The applause was warm and welcoming. Once the couple finished their solo dance, the younger folks began to join in. The dance floor gradually filled with more and more people.

After finishing her dance, the lady returned and looked at Xinghao, saying, "Why don't you take Yao for a dance?"