CHAPTER 1139: CHAPTER 1139: HALF OF THE EIGHT GREAT FAMILIES ARE HERE

"So the elders are here too, what exactly is Miss Han planning?" Seeing the heads of the Eight Great Families arrive, the venue was filled with constant exclamations of surprise. Everyone was curious about the purpose of Han Zhushang’s banquet.

"Why is the old master here?" Seeing Ji Qingrong arrive, Ji Xiaofeng was also taken aback.

It was obvious that he was unaware of Ji Qingrong’s arrival beforehand, and he was quite shocked to see him now.

Qin Changtian and Ji Qingrong arrived together, capturing almost everyone’s attention.

This snapped everyone out of their earlier shock about Ye Chenfeng, diverting attention away from him.

"Dad, Uncle Qin, you’re here too!" Ji Xiaofeng and Ding Wenjun hurriedly went up to greet them with respect.

"Gah!"

But very soon, Ji Xiaofeng and Ding Wenjun were once again stunned, their expressions frozen.

Because the same scene played out again: Ji Qingrong and Qin Changtian directly ignored them as if they didn’t exist, brushing past them.

"..."

Ji Xiaofeng and Ding Wenjun were as embarrassed as could be, their faces completely lost today.

"Where are they going?"

Soon, a question emerged in everyone’s minds.

"Could it be like Bai Yexing and the others? Hiss!"

Thinking of a possibility, a continuous sound of gasping spread among the crowd.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Qin Changtian and Ji Qingrong slowly walked to a position in the corner.

"It’s really... yes..." Someone mumbled, almost unable to utter a complete sentence.

Finally, under dozens of shocked gazes, Qin Changtian and Ji Qingrong arrived at the corner where Ye Chenfeng was located.

Seeing the two big shots arrive, Bai Yexing and the others immediately made way.

"Mr. Ye!"

Subsequently, Qin Changtian and Ji Qingrong stood in front of Ye Chenfeng, revealing utmost respect, and softly called, "Mr. Ye."

"Mr. Ye?"

Upon witnessing this scene, the entire venue fell silent.

So quiet that a pin drop could be heard!

"Who...what is his identity? Even Old Qin and Old Ji have to address him as Mr. Ye," someone beside Ji Xiaofeng said in utter fear.

"This..."

Witnessing yet another shocking scene, Ji Xiaofeng’s legs went soft and shaky, almost causing him to stumble to the ground.

"What’s going on? How did he suddenly turn into Mr. Ye?" Ji Xiaofeng was utterly baffled.

He had always thought that Ye Chenfeng had deceived Ji Qingrong to gain such attention.

But everything now has overturned his understanding!

The Qin, Ji, Wang, and Bai families within the Eight Great Families were competing to curry favor with Ye Chenfeng.

Could he have mistaken him for someone else?

Is this person really not Ye Chenfeng, but someone else entirely?

Ji Xiaofeng was left in a daze.

Ding Wenjun’s expression changed subtly, being much calmer than Ji Xiaofeng, she naturally thought more comprehensively.

Astonishment, doubt, shock—these emotions alternated on her face, making it quite a sight.

...

"You’re here too?"

Facing the two family heads of the Eight Great Families, Ye Chenfeng said lightly, still seated, without even bothering to stand up.

"Yes, Mr. Ye!"

Ji Qingrong and Qin Changtian both nodded quickly.

If it was in the past, they might have dared to call Ye Chenfeng "Little Ye," but now, even if Ye Chenfeng allowed it, they wouldn’t dare.

Seeing Qin Changtian and Ji Qingrong in front of Ye Chenfeng like errant schoolchildren.

The crowd was so frightened they turned pale; what kind of identity is this that makes two family heads of the Eight Great Families behave like this.

"Someone else is here?"

Suddenly, commotion arose at the entrance again, a group of people entered with more momentum than Qin Changtian’s earlier entrance.

"Who’s arriving? They seem a bit unfamiliar!"

Looking at the man and woman being surrounded like stars around the moon, everyone started discussing their identities.

"Truly unfamiliar! It’s like I’ve never seen them before!"

"I remember now, it’s God of Wealth and Lady Rose!"

"What? It’s actually these two? They’re figures even the Eight Great Families have to fear!"

...

Upon realizing the identities of the newcomers, the venue was abuzz like a boiling pot.

And on Ye Chenfeng’s side, upon hearing who came, both Qin Changtian and Ji Qingrong’s faces changed color.

This confirmed that God of Wealth is indeed a figure even the Eight Great Families have to fear.

"Make way!"

God of Wealth and Lady Rose domineeringly entered, with Heavenly Cripple and Earthly Lame leading in front, pushing aside anyone blocking their path.

"Boom boom..."

Ji Xiaofeng and Ding Wenjun happened to be standing in the middle of the road, only to be pushed aside by Heavenly Cripple and Earthly Lame.

"You..."

Ji Xiaofeng didn’t even dare to get angry. The people in front of him are beyond him, even Ji Qingrong can’t do anything.

So Ji Xiaofeng could only silently swallow his anger and even force a smile.

In no time at all, Ji Xiaofeng and Ding Wenjun had made fools of themselves three times.

"What exactly is his identity? Even God of Wealth walked past him."

Sure enough, God of Wealth and Lady Rose unerringly walked towards Ye Chenfeng’s position.

"Brother Ye, we meet again!" God of Wealth said to Ye Chenfeng with a smile.

Yu Chisu gave Ye Chenfeng a charming smile, full of allure.

Initially, she had a vengeful attitude towards Ye Chenfeng, but upon learning that Xiao Qianshan died at Ye Chenfeng’s hands, Yu Chisu was utterly stunned.

Not only her, but even her adoptive father was also greatly shocked upon hearing the news.

The more they understood Xiao Qianshan, the more shocked they were, because he was a legend, a peak.

Therefore, Yu Chisu had long killed any thought of acting against Ye Chenfeng.

"Lord!"

Ye Chenfeng smiled and said.

Ji Qingrong and Qin Changtian exchanged a glance, seeing the confusion in each other’s eyes.

Evidently, they were puzzled about how Ye Chenfeng knew God of Wealth.

"My goodness, what... what kind of identity is this! Even the God of Wealth from the Hongxing Group treats him with such respect; what sort of big figure did we mock earlier!"

Those who had mocked along with Ji Xiaofeng earlier found their legs turning weak, breathing rapid, and cold sweat dripping continuously.

Ding Wenjun looked at Ye Chenfeng with a complex expression, and countless emotions flashed in her eyes in an instant. But in the end, it turned into regret, deep regret.

The events of the art exhibition were real, the villa was real, everything was real.

And Ji Xiaofeng looked as if he was facing doom, his face pale to the extreme, devoid of any color.

By now, even a pig would understand what was going on.

However, the huge disparity between past and present left Ji Xiaofeng truly unable to accept it for the moment.

Previously, Ye Chenfeng was a discarded son of the Ye Family, a good-for-nothing with nothing to his name. But now he had suddenly become someone that all big shots wanted to befriend.

The disparity was too great, leaving him with an emptiness inside, an indescribable feeling.