CHAPTER 261: CHAPTER 150: ASSASSINATION AT THE BIRTHDAY BANQUET

Lu Yimo could be said to be easygoing or capricious. He moved his mouth only for three things: singing, eating, KISS. Xiu Na knew his temperament; today’s guests were all important figures, and the adept Xiu Na certainly wouldn’t miss this opportunity, she whispered to Lu Yimo, "You’re not allowed to hide in some corner; even if you just stand there like a cardboard cutout, you have to stand here."

Fortunately, most of the guests invited by the Alliance Friendly Meeting were older, and the young soldiers, even if they really liked "Death Track," didn’t dare to leave their posts too easily after their excited cheering, due to the presence of their superiors.

Now, Mo Xixi actually felt fortunate to have snagged the task of watching Ding Ling; wherever Ding Ling went, she followed. Wherever Ding Ling stood, she stood. Basically, she kept within a meter’s distance from Lu Yimo.

"Yimo, I have every album of ’Death Track,’ I’ve sent someone to get them. Could you sign them for me later?" After Ding Ling asked and got a nod from Lu Yimo, she cursed, "Where is that damn woman? She hasn’t come down yet." She had already pushed to the back of her mind the incident of preparing to frame Xia You for the theft of the Jewelry, mistakenly pointing to the wrong room.

It wasn’t until Lu Xun and Xia You came down together, and Ding Ling saw Lu Xun holding a stack of albums, that her pretty face flashed with an unnatural expression. Glancing askance at Xia You, she thought she was lucky this time and would settle the score with her later in the evening.

Seeing Xia You’s slightly red eyes, Lu Yimo frowned, but his gaze was brief. Even Xiu Na, who was close by his side, thought he had already forgotten about his previous encounter with Xia You.

Ding Ling ultimately got her albums signed as she wished, which made Mo Xixi envious. Lu Yimo only stayed in front of people for about ten minutes before he used rehearsing as an excuse to have a guest room prepared to rest.

Lieutenant Colonel Wuyue, as the organizer of the Friendship Conference, exchanged a few simple pleasantries with Xiu Na. Xia You and Mo Xixi looked on and came to a conclusion: They were two of a kind. "This type of woman is the most suitable for Lu Yimo, one flaunts talents, the other flaunts social skills, only by doing so can one maintain everlasting popularity." Compared to Mo Xixi’s overly controlling nature, overshadowing Lu Yimo’s talents, Xia You had a different opinion.

"You’ve only seen Xiu Na a few times, how could you understand her personality," Mo Xixi was not satisfied with Xia You’s definition of Xiu Na, and at the same time, she marveled at the incisiveness of Xia You’s assessment. This was a far cry from the impression of the "honest" new recruit Rand she had encountered on the military bus months ago.

"I’ve met a friend who’s good at physiognomy," Xia You’s skill was learned from Klaao. Queen Reconnaissance Skill might not be as noticeable against an enemy as Loli Reconnaissance Skill, but it’s very useful in daily interactions. This also reminded Xia You that Klaao was currently in the hands of Romans.

Around six o’clock in the evening, the attendance for the evening event began to increase, and Lu Xun and Lin Yi also arrived, each checking the arrangement of their staff.

By about seven o’clock in the evening, Ding Ling finally eased up, allowing Xia You and Mo Xixi to move freely because she needed to stand at the entrance with Lu Xun, accompanying Brigadier General Ding and his wife to greet the guests. Zhang Fangxiao didn’t get to meet Ren Minghang that night, and afraid of being ridiculed by Ding Ling and others, simply chose not to come. Xia You and Mo Xixi inadvertently escaped a farce, yet they were unaware. Mo Xixi had squeezed into the inner venue long ago; in half an hour, once everyone was assembled, "Death Track" was about to start the performance.

The venue was crowded, and Xia You felt a bit suffocated and walked out. For some reason, she harbored an inexplicable aversion toward the Ding Family. From the moment the pretentious Ding couple appeared, she felt chest tightness and shortness of breath, especially upon hearing Mrs. Ding’s laughter, she felt waves of irritation in her heart.

The winter night was chilly. Xia You’s blue-gray attire was inconspicuous in the night, but someone was obviously not so subtle. Lu Yimo, dressed in a clean white performance suit, squatted in the bushes. Funniest of all, he had also brought a few bottles of beer and a cake with one bite taken out.

"Why are you not inside?" The Ding Family’s villa had already begun to play the "Happy Birthday" song.

"Why should I be inside? They wanted someone to sing the birthday song, so I just followed the arrangement, letting my band sing to them," Lu Yimo alone gave off a completely different vibe. Without care for his exquisitely crafted performance suit, he sat down on the ground with a flop.