Chapter 68: Sheng Cang's Fury, Sheng Yan Plunges into Hell

Lin Tiancheng and the others were surprised to see Lin Mo appearing here.

Although his expression was slightly stiff and unpleasant, he still walked over to greet her, saying, "Thank you for letting go of past grudges and coming to attend my daughter's graduation banquet."

"Yaoming Group truly has an impressive vision and breadth of mind, which I deeply admire."

Lin Mo raised an eyebrow. "No, I just happened to be passing by."

"I'm just coming up to join in the lively atmosphere."

Lin Tiancheng looked somewhat awkward. "Oh, haha, well... that's wonderful too. Please take a seat."

"No need, I'll just watch for a moment."

Lin Mo waved a hand. "I still need to go up to the seventh floor."

Xiao Ru was also here.

"What's going on here?" she tugged at Mubai's arm. "Why are there two or three hundred tables set up in this place?"

Mubai looked puzzled. "I'm not sure either. I thought hardly anyone would come to the Lin family's graduation banquet."

"Yet I never expected so many people to show up, and all of them are prominent figures with high status."

Mubai frowned, unable to make sense of it. "Perhaps my guess was wrong. It seems one should never underestimate anyone."

"It's not about underestimating, the real issue is today..." Xiao Ru trailed off, leaving her words hanging.

Today was supposed to be the graduation banquet of Yaoming's CEO.

How could all these people possibly skip President Ai's banquet?

To attend the graduation banquet of a fake daughter from the Lin family instead?

Offending both Yaoming Group and Young Master Sheng just to cozy up to the Lin family made no sense no matter how one looked at it!

Mubai glanced at Lin Mo and saw another exceptionally brilliant and distinguished man standing beside her.

A sharp pang of pain pierced his heart, forcing him to look away.

She... was no longer Lin Mo.

By this time, it was already three o'clock.

Upon catching sight of Lin Mo, several guests felt compelled to go over and exchange greetings.

"Welcome, distinguished guests, to the graduation banquet. We are thrilled to gather here together with all of you." The emcee stood on the stage, holding a microphone, his voice broadcasting across the hall.

Everyone paused their movements and sat back down.

They figured it would be more appropriate to go offer toasts after the ceremony concluded.

After making a few polite and conventional remarks, the emcee said, "Now, let us first announce the gift registry."

With a smile, the emcee added, "The gifts are extraordinarily generous. Even after looking at them, little old me feels that my imagination is simply too impoverished."

All eyes turned toward the emcee.

Everyone was terrified that their own gifts might turn out to be embarrassingly inadequate.

Standing on the stage, the emcee held a red gift list in his hands.

Upon hearing this, Lin Wan felt a brief flicker of astonishment, which was immediately replaced by a look of radiant delight.

It seemed the graduation gifts everyone had prepared for her were exceptionally fine, otherwise the emcee wouldn't have spoken in such a manner.

Lin Tiancheng patted Lin Wan on the shoulder. "Wanwan, since your uncles and aunts hold you in such high regard, you must study diligently and not let everyone's expectations down."

Nodding solemnly, Lin Wan replied, "Father, I understand."

Qin Lian and the others had also made their way upstairs.

With his arms crossed over his chest, Lin Jianchen leaned slightly against the elevator wall, gazing toward the stage.

His face was filled with utter gratification.

Lin Yun鹤 walked over to Lin Wan's side and murmured a few words of encouragement, provoking a brighter, more pleased laugh from Lin Wan.

Lin Qinglang was nowhere to be seen.

Lin Juan wore a worried expression.

Sitting in a remote corner, Lin Hen fixed his gaze steadily upon Lin Mo.

Bathed in the light, Lin Mo appeared brilliantly dazzling and striking.

The very first moment he laid eyes on her, he was certain she was his younger sister, yet he dared not approach even a single step closer, consumed by a profound sense of unworthiness.

The emcee began: "President Li of Jiahe Beauty sends a set of top-tier deep-sea pearl jewelry!"

"President Song of Shengkang Group sends a snow-white jade dragon ornament!"

"President Zhao of Haitian Hotel sends a bolt of provincial intangible cultural heritage silk fabric!"

...

"Party Secretary Sun of the Municipal Committee sends a calligraphy scroll from the Qing dynasty, a collector's antique from a renowned master!"

"President Hua of Zhenhua Pharmaceuticals sends a top-grade wild ginseng! Complete with certificates, this was an auction piece valued at tens of millions from Zhenhua Pharmaceuticals last quarter!"

"President Liu of the Chamber of Commerce sends a plot of land in the Chengnan Development Zone, measuring five hundred square meters!"

By the time he finished reading, the emcee's tongue was practically tied in knots.

Just what kind of backgrounds did these people have to be so extravagant with their gifts? It was terrifying.

He took a deep breath, rattled off his closing remarks, and quickly stepped down from the stage.

He could easily brag about hosting this single event for the next year or two!

A heavily conservative estimate of this gift registry had to exceed a hundred million yuan, right?

Lin Wan was completely dumbfounded, her eyes wide and staring.

She wanted to applaud, but her hands lacked any strength whatsoever; her entire being felt as though she were floating on a cloud.

This sensation was no different from walking down the street and suddenly being struck by a hundred million yuan!

With her heart pounding like a drum, Lin Wan murmured to herself, "Am I dreaming?"

"To think they sent me so many gifts..."

One had to remember that the entire Lin family could only earn ten million yuan a year.

Lin Jianchen was equally astonished. "This is far too generous."

Lin Yunhe couldn't figure it out either. "Usually, their ties with the Lin family are rather thin. Would they really spend such a fortune on a graduation banquet?"

Sighing, Lin Juan said, "I've felt that something was amiss for a while now."

He turned his head to look at Lin Tiancheng. "Dad, gifts totaling over a hundred million—something is definitely wrong."

Hearing Lin Juan's words, Lin Tiancheng looked this way and that. "Could they have sent the gifts to the wrong person? Though that possibility seems rather small."

Or perhaps the capital's Lin family was looking out for them?

If it were the capital's Lin family, they certainly possessed the prestige to command such a turnout.

Qin Lian chimed in, "Oh, if they send gifts, we just accept them. Are you afraid the gifts are going to burn your hands?"

Walking over, she picked up the gift list and examined the items itemized upon it, smiling so broadly her face hurt.

That silk could be used to make clothes for her, and those jewelry pieces could be worn for daily outings.

Then there was the five hundred square meter plot of land, which was of immense value; fencing it off to build a private manor for flowers and plants would be wonderful.

Utterly delightful.

Qin Lian was already mentally plotting how to dispose of these gifts.

"Wanwan, you've really struck it rich today." Thrilled to the core, Qin Lian could hardly wait to take the gifts back right now and unwrap them one by one.

Striving to rein in her smile so as not to appear too overjoyed, Lin Wan replied, "Mom, it's all thanks to your extensive connections."

With an airy laugh, Qin Lian said, "Well, of course."

*Ding.*

The elevator doors opened once more.

Completely absorbed in their joyous excitement, nobody noticed that the temperature in the banquet hall had plummeted significantly.

Sheng Cang stepped out, his face as dark as ink, his strides steady and resolute.

An aura of extreme coldness radiated from his entire person.

Beneath his sharp, sword-like brows, his deep eyes carried a faint, simmering anger.

He looked like an ancient, evil sword brimming with fierce hostility.

Terrifyingly so.

"Young Master Sheng, you've arrived!" Liu庆 bolted up from his seat and scurried over like a sycophant.

He rudely shoved Lin Tiancheng, who happened to be blocking the way, aside, feeling thoroughly annoyed that Lin Tiancheng had been so clueless as not to clear a path immediately.

To stand in Young Master Sheng's way while merely acting as a greeter—how utterly devoid of tact!

Once things settled down, he would have to issue a serious warning to Lin Tiancheng in private.

With a fawning, ingratiating smile, Liu庆 said, "Look at that, you changed venues without giving us advance notice, but fortunately we all managed to track down the location."

"I was the first one to arrive, haha. I wonder if your younger sister likes the gift I sent?"

At these words, every single member of the Lin family turned to stone.

What on earth did those words mean?

"President Liu..." Lin Tiancheng stammered, completely at a loss for words.

"Oh, President Liu, why aren't you hurrying to escort Young Master Sheng inside? You really don't know how to handle things." Liu庆 frowned. "If I were in your shoes, I certainly would have handled Young Master Sheng's affairs to absolute perfection."

With that, Liu庆 waved his hand toward the side. "Step aside, quickly!"

The members of the Lin family moved aside in unison.

A tumultuous storm raged within their hearts.

Qin Lian still couldn't comprehend the situation. "W-what is going on here?"

The corners of Lin Mo's lips curved upward. "What's going on?"

"You lot managed to herd all my guests from the seventh floor down to the second floor."

Narrowing her eyes, Lin Mo's gaze turned frosty. "And you still have the nerve to ask?"

Sheng Cang let out a cold sneer, rubbing the Buddhist prayer beads on his wrist as he lifted his chin. "I had kind intentions and invited you all to attend my sister's graduation banquet."

"Yet you people are so utterly lacking in discretion. Are you looking down on me, Sheng Cang?"

Scared out of his wits, Liu庆 felt a wave of icy cold sweat drench his back.

Everyone else was dumbfounded too.

They had all been welcomed up here under the assumption—they had gone to the wrong place and mistaken the person?

Standing rigidly in place, Sheng Cang raised his hand and made a sharp hand gesture. "Smash it."

A group of men dressed in black immediately set about tearing the banquet apart without the slightest hesitation.

The terrified businessmen shrieked and scrambled far out of the way.

Yet far more terrifying than having their tables smashed was the fact that they had offended Sheng Cang!

*Crash, rattle.*

The sound of shattering cups and plates echoed endlessly.

A moment ago, this had been a lavish banquet; now, it was reduced to a terrifying scene of utter devastation.

Trembling from head to toe, Liu庆 stammered, "Young Master Sheng! It's all this Lin family—they're the ones who meddled behind the scenes!"