OFR – Chapter 187 How can life always remain the same as when we first met (Part 3)!

It’s Mu Bai!

He kept his word. He wasn’t joking this time. He really came!

Upon hearing Zhang Yanyun’s words, Mu Xiaoxiao turned her head, and sure enough, she saw Mu Bai. A smile appeared on her stunningly beautiful face.

She hurriedly stood up and waved at Mu Bai.

Seeing Mu Xiaoxiao’s joyful expression, Zhang Yanyun inexplicably felt relieved.

Yes, thinking back to what she had said at noon, she realized how foolish she had been.

Not only had she offended Mu Bai, a boy whose depths she couldn’t fathom, but she had also made Mu Xiaoxiao unhappy.

She ended up in an awkward position—offending both sides. What was the point?

Zhang Yanyun shook her head with a bitter smile.

However, at this moment, Li Kaiyun, who had been completely ignored by Mu Xiaoxiao, frowned when he saw her displaying such a delighted, girlish expression.

The warm smile he had been maintaining finally disappeared.

After all, anyone who had been ignored for half a day, only to then see the person who ignored them light up with excitement for someone else, would feel uncomfortable.

Now, with his brows furrowed, Li Kaiyun slightly turned to the side, wanting to see just who this person was—who could make Mu Xiaoxiao so happy after disregarding him!

At that moment, a tall, slender boy with delicate features, dressed in a black cloak, appeared in his line of sight.

The boy had good looks and a decent figure, but in Li Kaiyun’s eyes, he was not superior to himself.

As for his aura?

Li Kaiyun couldn’t detect any special presence from him. The only thing he felt was an unusual sense of calm—far beyond what someone of his age should possess.

That was all he could discern for now.

Still, he simply frowned and watched without saying anything.

Then, Mu Xiaoxiao happily reached out and took Mu Bai’s hand as he walked over, exclaiming, “Wow, you really came! Hmph, I knew my Mu Bai wouldn’t lie to me!”

“Heh, what? Were you worried I wouldn’t show up?” the boy chuckled softly.

“No way! I just wanted to introduce you to my aunt!”

Mu Xiaoxiao wrinkled her nose cutely.

After exchanging a few more words, Mu Xiaoxiao suddenly turned to Li Kaiyun, putting on a pitiful expression.

“Brother Kaiyun, can you switch seats with Mu Bai? You’re a top-tier celebrity, I’m sure you’d be kind enough to help us out, right?”

Li Kaiyun, who had been observing coldly, was momentarily stunned by this unexpected request.

But soon, as he processed what she meant, his expression stiffened!

He couldn’t believe that Mu Xiaoxiao was actually asking him to give up his seat for this boy?!

Even more, he never expected that one day he would be the one being pushed aside!

Right now, he really wanted to say to Mu Xiaoxiao: “Do you not see how outstanding I am?!”

However, his rationality forced him to suppress the fury boiling inside him.

His hands, resting on his knees, clenched and relaxed repeatedly before he finally managed to pull a strained smile.

“Heh… sure!”

He was furious to the extreme but still forced himself to smile.

“Mu Xiaoxiao, you’ll regret this one day. Sooner or later, you’ll realize just how blind you were!”

Li Kaiyun said these words in his heart.

After agreeing, he stood up and looked at Mu Bai coldly.

“Where’s your invitation? What’s your seat number?”

He had intended to ask and then leave immediately.

But Mu Bai’s response left him stunned once again.

The boy simply spread his hands and said, “Invitation? I don’t have one.”

No… no invitation?

Li Kaiyun was momentarily dazed.

He knew that even he wouldn’t be able to get into this charity event without an invitation.

After all, this was an event hosted by the Nalan family. They wouldn’t bend the rules just because he was a popular celebrity.

Mu Xiaoxiao quickly said, “Bai, you can’t enter without an invitation. This is an exclusive event by the Nalan family. Stop joking around.”

Mu Bai simply spread his hands again without explaining further.

But his silence was quickly misunderstood by those around him.

Mu Xiaoxiao bit her lip, looking slightly worried.

Meanwhile, Li Kaiyun let out a long breath, his previously stiff expression relaxing into a gentle one again.

After a few seconds of adjusting his emotions, he spoke in a casual tone.

“No problem. I have a good friend who’s a VIP guest of the Nalan family. He’s here right now. I’ll just give him a call and have him arrange a seat for you.”

Li Kaiyun subtly showed off his connections and influence without letting his earlier anger cloud his judgment.

He was a master at controlling his emotions.

Even Mu Bai couldn’t help but nod in acknowledgment.

But he wasn’t interested in engaging with Li Kaiyun.

So, he simply shook his head and softly refused, “No need.”

Hearing this, Li Kaiyun thought Mu Bai was just too embarrassed to accept his help.

So he waved his hand, saying, “It’s no trouble. No need to be polite.”

He understood one thing well—showing off powerful connections subtly was far more satisfying than outright crushing those who looked down on you.

Just as he finished speaking and was about to contact his VIP friend—

Mu Bai casually glanced at his phone to check the time, then lightly patted Mu Xiaoxiao’s shoulder, signaling her not to worry.

Without any hesitation, he turned and walked away.

His actions puzzled those watching.

However, their confusion quickly turned into shock as they followed his departing figure.

Their hearts pounded faster. Their breathing grew rapid.

Ten seconds later, in their stunned gazes—

They saw Mu Bai exchange a brief nod with Nalan Yunshao before calmly sitting down in the very first row of the main VIP seats!

Li Kaiyun’s heart was racing so fast he felt lightheaded.

He could hardly believe that this nineteen or twenty-year-old young man was now sitting in the most prestigious seat in the entire venue—

A seat that only the most powerful could occupy!

Just then, the clock struck six o’clock sharp—marking the official start of the charity gala.

All six of the Nalan family’s Black Card VIPs were now gathered.

Under the eyes of the entire venue, Nalan Yunshao was the first to rise and, in a casual tone, opened the event:

“I, Nalan Yunshao, welcome you all to the 2019 Charity Gala.”

His words were brief, without even introducing himself.

But everyone knew—those sitting in the front row didn’t need introductions.

Their power and dominance required no embellishment.

One by one, the others in the first row stood up.

“I, Dongfang Jing, welcome you all to the 2019 Charity Gala.”

“I, Liang Yunfeng, welcome you all to the 2019 Charity Gala.”

“I, Li Shaofeng, welcome you all to the 2019 Charity Gala.”

…

Finally, the last person in the first row—Mu Bai—slowly stood up.

With a calm expression, he softly spoke:

“I, Leng, welcome you all to the 2019 Charity Gala.”

A simple, almost laughably ordinary statement—

Yet it crashed down like thunder in Li Kaiyun’s mind, leaving him utterly shaken.

The voice was not loud.

But in their ears—

It was deafening.