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C580 – I Am the Young Master of the Song Family!

​In the adjacent private room, a group of young men perked up their ears, tuning into the commotion next door.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

“Hey, Young Master Song, doesn’t it sound like that’s Ann Chuxia in the room next door?”

These individuals were all youthful elites, the young masters of Eastsea’s prominent families.

​And the Young Master Song they referred to was their ringleader.

He was a young man with decent looks, but his demeanor screamed arrogance, a telltale sign of a spoiled and haughty scion.

Typically, the Song family upheld a reputation for strict discipline, rigorously schooling their young from an early age.

But let’s be real, there are always outliers, the black sheep that stray from the path.

It’s not just local families; even in ancient times, emperors could sire princes known only for their indulgent lifestyles.

Initially, the Song family was furious, attempting to rein him in with strict control. But the more they tried, the more rebellious he became. Eventually, they resigned themselves to his ways, deciding to let him be as long as he didn’t stir up serious trouble or break the law.

Master Song truly embodied the infamy of a dissolute young noble, leveraging his family’s clout to commit numerous misdeeds over the years.

Of course, his escapades weren’t as sensational as those found in over-the-top novels.

​His dealings were with socialites and internet celebrities—transactions where one party offered their body and the other, their wealth. It was a consensual exchange, each party getting what they wanted.

But this time, Young Master Song was genuinely captivated. Two months prior, while visiting another city with friends, they befriended a local young master who was also a concert sponsor. He invited them to the event.

That’s when Young Master Song laid eyes on Ann Chuxia.

By then, Ann Chuxia was a national sensation, a superstar. Yet, her photos and videos didn’t do her justice, often embellished with makeup and filters.

In person, it was clear that Ann Chuxia wore only minimal makeup, her natural beauty striking and her figure, nothing short of stunning.

Young Master Song was instantly smitten.

Ever since then, he had been madly pursuing Ann Chuxia, but let’s be honest, the competition was fierce. The capital’s elite and the sons of national magnates were all in line, and Young Master Soong barely registered on their radar.

Yet, unexpectedly, while out for dinner today, Ann Chuxia was seated right next door. How could he pass up such a golden opportunity?

“Young Master Soong, don’t be afraid. Your grandfather is a high-ranking official in the Cultural Bureau. How many people in the entire imperial court can compare to you?”

“Exactly, those wealthy folks are all talk.”

“Young Master Soong, with your good looks, talent, and family background, you’re the perfect match for Ann Chuxia.”

Though Young Master Soong lacked confidence, the relentless praise from his entourage was hard to ignore. Flattery can inflate the ego, and suddenly, Young Master Soong felt a surge of self-assurance.

That’s right, who else but me is worthy of Ann Chuxia?

With this thought, Soong Yunhai stood up: “You’re right. For love, I’ll give it my all!”

It seemed that Young Master Soong wasn’t poorly disciplined; rather, he was a bit lacking in common sense.

“Young Master Soong, did I just hear a young man’s voice from next door?”

One of his men, who had been eavesdropping, cautiously reported.

“What? Another young man next door?”

“Damn it! I can’t tolerate this!”

Initially hesitant, Soong Yunhai realized he couldn’t hold back any longer—if he did, he might lose his chance with Ann Chuxia.

“Come on, you’ve always wanted to meet this superstar, right? Today, I’ll introduce you.”

“Wow! Young Master Soong is truly impressive!”

“I’m so fortunate to be in your company!”

“We’ve got to take some photos later to brag about this!”

The group excitedly rose to their feet and made their way to the adjacent private room. As mentioned, the upstairs consisted of two closely situated rooms. Pushing open the door, they found Su Ming and Ann Chuxia in the midst of a conversation, only to be interrupted by the sudden entrance of Soong Yunhai and his entourage.

​Young Master Song’s eyes sparkled with unmistakable delight upon spotting Ann Chuxia. “My goodness, Miss Ann, it’s truly you! It’s been ages since we last met! I’ve missed you terribly since our last encounter…”

He spoke with glee, and his entourage nodded in agreement, thinking, “That’s our Young Master Song, always impressive. He’s known Miss Ann for quite some time!”

Yet Ann Chuxia blinked in puzzlement, cocked her head to the side, and inquired earnestly, “And you are?”

“I…”

Though Soong Yunhai might have been a bit slow on the uptake, he wasn’t foolish and certainly knew when he was in an awkward spot. Struggling to find his words, he eventually stammered out, “Ha, well, it seems Miss Ann, with her esteemed status, has forgotten quite a bit. My name is Soong Yunhai, does that ring a bell?”

“I don’t remember.”

“Last time, at your concert in Cloud City, many developers invited you to dine, and I was among them…”

“I don’t remember.”

“And then there was the time you were signing autographs for your fans backstage.”

“I don’t remember.”

“There was someone who called out your name…”

“Ah, now I remember!”

“See? See? Miss Ann remembers me now!”

“You’re the rogue who walked into the women’s restroom and took secret photos of the girls?”

“I…”

Soong Yunhai was mortified.

​Taking a deep breath, he realized he couldn’t go on like this; it was just too humiliating. He had to steer the conversation elsewhere, and his eyes landed on Su Ming. “Ah! May I inquire as to this gentleman’s name? Are you perhaps from Eastsea? I wonder if you might recognize me—I’m associated with the Song family of Eastsea.”

Soong Yunhai appraised the young man before him—youthful, tall, and strikingly handsome. Despite his own arrogance, Soong Yunhai had to admit that Su Ming had the edge in looks, which stirred a sense of envy within him. He hoped his own status and position would intimidate Su Ming into stepping aside.

​”I’ve never heard of you.”

Su Ming shook his head, clearly clueless.

“I…”

Soong Yunhai was on the verge of bursting with frustration. Were they doing this on purpose? Had they conspired against him?

​”Humph! Let me tell you, kid, it doesn’t matter who you are or what you do—I’m not afraid of you. Our Soong family is the premier family in Eastsea.”

Upon hearing this, Su Ming slightly furrowed his brow and exchanged a glance with Ann Chuxia. Not just the others, but even Su Qiu and Zhang Qianqian were somewhat bewildered. What’s with this talk of First and Second Families at a time like this? Do you think you’re in the middle of a War King novel?

And even in the realm of War King novels, if you truly belong to the so-called First Family, aren’t they typically just fodder for the protagonist?

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