Chapter 2537 — Yu Ning's Suitor
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The future of the Yu family was destined to belong to Yu Bing; Yu Shan was merely a stepping stone for Yu Bing's rise. The only reason he had been allowed to attend this banquet at all was that the Yu family's direct-line younger generation was far too thin—at present only Yu Shan and Yu Ning were in residence, while the rest were the children and disciples of the elders, not true direct descendants of the Yu family, and thus ineligible for this family dinner.
Naturally, Old Master Yu had not attended the banquet. There was no need for him to give face to a junior like Zhao Qibing; having Yu Xiaochen show up was already tantamount to honoring the Hidden Zhao family.
Only, the moment Zhao Qibing laid eyes on Yu Ning, he was thunderstruck—a woman of heavenly beauty! In all his years he had never seen a girl so fresh and refined, so utterly unearthly—a fairy out of a fairy tale, untouched by the smoke and fire of the mortal world!
Tang Zhi was beautiful too, and Zhao Qibing had once cast covetous eyes her way, but only in the spirit of a bit of fun. For an ordinary girl like Tang Zhi, with neither family standing nor background, Zhao Qibing had never spared her a second thought. Yu Ning was different—she was the little princess of the Hidden Yu family!
Zhao Qibing knew perfectly well what Zhao Qilei had in mind, and he knew of the ties between Zhao Qilei and Wei Zhao. In this Xuan Dan Sect trial, it would be best if Zhao Qilei died—but what if he did not? Wei Zhao was the greatest wild card of all; who could say what a Xuan Dan Sect trial with him in the mix would turn into?
So Zhao Qibing had to start drumming up allies for himself. His father had risen to power thanks to Yu Xiaojin, and Zhao Qibing, succeeding to his father's legacy, was playing the same card of marital connections. He himself had little ability to speak of, so if he could secure the backing of the Hidden Yu family, it would be as good as latching onto a mighty patron.
And most important of all, Yu Ning was simply too beautiful—her bare face like still water, without a trace of makeup, quiet and demure. On her head of soft, water-like hair, the sole ornament was a single hair clip.
The clip was a little rustic, like the sort of handmade trinket worn by the natives of some primitive tribe, yet on Yu Ning's hair it was not rustic at all—instead it lent her a faint air of spirituality. Zhao Qibing felt a powerful urge to make her his own!
Too beautiful, too lovely, too thrilling... Zhao Qibing drew a deep breath. Determined not to let his piggish expression ruin the impression he had made on the Hidden Yu family, he smiled faintly and looked at Yu Ning. "This must be Cousin Yu Ning? I have long heard of your great name. My aunt often says little Sister Xiaoning is a peerless beauty of this world—but it seems she was wrong!"
"?" Yu Ning knitted her brows slightly. Who on earth talked like that? How could anyone be so ill-mannered?
Yu Xiaochen's face darkened as well. What was the matter with this Zhao Qibing—did he know how to talk at all?
But then they heard Zhao Qibing go on: "Peerless beauty of this world—why, that is an insult to little Sister Xiaoning! Little Sister Xiaoning is a top-tier, invincible beauty of the universe..."
Yu Xiaochen let out a breath of relief, and a smile returned to his face. He thought to himself that the boy was not so bad after all. His words were a bit cloying, but flattery never goes amiss, and to hear his own daughter praised as beautiful made Yu Xiaochen thoroughly happy.
"Top-tier, invincible beauty of the universe?" Yu Ning's face showed no pleasure at all when she heard it; she merely said lightly, "Brother Qibing, have you been watching too many TV dramas? You are even quoting their lines?"