CHAPTER 100: CHAPTER 100: SHOULD SHE BE CALLED IRRESISTIBLE?

After experiencing two failures, Chu Ying could only try to pry open Ruan Li’s eyes, but the result was obvious.

[Recognition failed! Smart Brain locked for one minute! Cannot open!]

Chu Ying released his hand, and felt the lingering softness belatedly.

Especially since he had been out fighting for years, the calluses on his fingertips were rough, making that cotton candy-like softness even more pronounced.

Chu Ying sat next to her, now only hoping that her male companion would call once he couldn’t find her.

He didn’t wait long, a call popped up on the Smart Brain, with the note: Lu Muyu.

Chu Ying answered the call.

As soon as the call was connected, a voice from the other side spoke: "Little Li, where did you go?"

The man cleared his throat lightly, speaking politely: "She’s drunk and can’t take the call."

A moment of eerie silence ensued from the other end, "Who are you?"

Though he couldn’t see Lu Muyu’s face, Chu Ying could hear a bit of gritted teeth in his voice, like someone dealing with a mistress after a spouse’s infidelity.

However, Chu Ying didn’t understand it, just felt the man’s attitude was somewhat unpleasant.

"On the west side of the banquet hall, if you walk straight ahead there is a quiet clump of trees, she’s now leaning under a tree, probably asleep."

"Keep the call, I’m coming now."

The sound of hurried footsteps from the man came faintly through the phone.

Chu Ying sat on the ground, placing the female’s hand back.

Not long after, Lu Muyu arrived with a calm breath, upon seeing Chu Ying’s face, a hint of surprise flickered in his eyes, his complexion improved quite a bit.

"Thank you for taking care of her," Lu Muyu first expressed his gratitude, then lifted Ruan Li’s back and legs and picked her up.

"It’s fine, she may have mistaken fruit wine for a beverage." Chu Ying looked at the nearly empty wine bottle that had fallen to the ground.

This is a type of fruit wine very popular among females in the Federation, tasting similar to soda, not highly alcoholic but shouldn’t be drunk excessively.

Lu Muyu’s gaze swept over the wine bottle on the ground, nodding to show he understood.

He turned away holding the girl.

Chu Ying also lifted his foot to leave, but in the moonlight, he saw a flash of light in the grass.

It was a star tassel belonging to that little female.

Lu Muyu held her all the way to the private resting room, seeing the sweetly sleeping little female in his arms, he placed her on the bed with extra gentleness.

"Little Li."

"Ruan Li."

Lu Muyu called several times, yet the little female still slept soundly.

He sat at the bedside, pinching his tired temples.

He recalled just a moment ago, in just the blink of an eye, the little female almost hooked up with another male Beastman.

Is it fitting to say she has irresistible charm?

Lu Muyu mocked inwardly, then seeing Ruan Li’s innocent sleeping face, he couldn’t help but grit his teeth.

He clenched his molars and pressed his cheek, the little cake on the bed smelled sweet, as if tempting one to commit a crime.

Lu Muyu had already helped her take off the skirt support and corset, leaving only loose clothing, the scenery unintentionally exposed.

He raised his hand to pinch Ruan Li’s cheek, soft and fluffy, with a thin layer of powder.

He couldn’t just let her sleep like that.

Lu Muyu forcefully woke Ruan Li up and led her to the bathroom to remove her makeup.

Ruan Li reluctantly washed her face clean, murmuring impatiently: "This should be enough, right."

After speaking, she immediately fell asleep again, Lu Muyu barely managed to catch her.

Returning her to the bed, he looked at her innocent and sweet sleeping face, finally ruffling her cheek before leaving.

The banquet went well for both hosts and guests.

In the end, the Queen brought her only youngest son into the spotlight, "Vize has reached a suitable age for marriage, for the past few years he hasn’t been in a rush, and now as my age progresses, it is time to establish a successor."

The Queen’s implied meaning was clear, whoever makes Prince Weize their Beast Husband will be the next designated successor of the Empire.

The banquet hall fell silent for a while, but countless ambitions shed their disguises at this moment.

Ruan Jiao stood in the front row among the females, looking at the center of attention in the hall, where the young prince wore the Royal Family’s most esteemed uniform, displaying pride and disregarding the aristocratic females present, she swirled her wine glass and took a sip, showing a hint of determined ambition.

Vize easily spotted Ruan Jiao standing at the forefront among females, he frowned, then turned his gaze elsewhere.

However, he was disappointed to find that the little female he had seen in the corner earlier was now nowhere to be found.

As the banquet drew to a close, Vize wasn’t interested in the females present; he had his attendant cover for him and left quietly, yet saw that familiar figure at the end of the corridor.

"Ruan Jiao, why are you here?" Vize clearly showed his impatience.

Ruan Jiao smiled slightly, "Your Highness, Her Majesty the Queen has already permitted you to visit the Ruan Family in the coming days."

"I’m not going." Vize’s face turned dark, as she blocked the way, he turned to leave from the other side.

"Alright then, I can only report this truthfully back to Her Majesty." Ruan Jiao sighed lightly, seemingly helpless.

Vize heard her threat and snorted coldly, "Go ahead, make your complaint."

He gazed at her with disdain, "Shameless female!"

"Vizeramo!"

Only Her Majesty the Queen would call his name so unreservedly.

Her authoritative voice echoed in the long corridor, imposing an undeniable tone with absolute pressure.

Vize gritted his teeth, turned around, and bowed, "Good day, mother."

The Queen’s gaze was indifferent, devoid of emotional fluctuation, simply instructing her only son, "Don’t be willful."

Vize fell silent for a moment, "Yes, mother."

He lowered his eyes, seeing the smooth floor reflecting dazzling lights, turned a bit stiffly to Ruan Jiao’s side, putting on the noble’s customary smile, "Miss Ruan."

Ruan Jiao’s smile remained, "Rest assured, I will take good care of His Highness."

She slightly extended her arm, seeing the prince’s luxurious sleeves overlapping with hers, she whispered, "Your Highness, the aircraft is already waiting at the door."

Vize’s gaze slowly moved from the gold-black shadow on the floor to Ruan Jiao, maintaining a graceful smile.

Their arm-in-arm gesture was intimate yet proper.

The two gradually disappeared from the Queen’s view.

The attendant saw the Queen slightly furrowing her brow, "Your Majesty, one day His Highness will understand your good intentions."

The Queen didn’t speak, departing elegantly with a guard escort.

With the banquet over, Zhe Ye, who hadn’t received any news from Ruan Li, found her exclusive resting room, surprised to see Lu Muyu there.

Lu Muyu glanced at him, "Little Li is sleeping, the food box contains hangover soup, remember to give her some when she wakes up."

Handing the food box to Zhe Ye, he then left.

Zhe Ye, carrying the food box, was about to push the door open when his peripheral vision suddenly caught the clear bite mark on Lu Muyu’s fingertip.