Invitation

“Very well, walking right into the trap. Let’s see how I deal with him!” Fueled by rage, Father Luo strode swiftly to the door and yanked it open.

Outside, as expected, stood Lin Qi.

“What are you doing at my house?!” Father Luo bellowed, his finger nearly poking Lin Qi’s face.

Lin Qi ignored him completely, stepping around Father Luo and heading straight into the house.

“Hey, what are you doing?”

“Who told you to come in?”

Seeing this, the assembled relatives all turned their ire on Lin Qi, voices raised in unison.

Lin Qi paid them no mind, continuing forward, heading directly toward Luo Feifei.

Tong Shao saw his chance to shine, stepped forward, and blocked Lin Qi’s path.

“What do you want, you stinking delivery boy? You’re not welcome here, do you... un... der... stand...?”

His last words stretched out because Lin Qi sent him flying with a kick.

Tong Shao soared from the center of the living room all the way behind the sofa, finishing his sentence in midair before crashing into the wall with a thud and landing heavily.

“Tong Shao!” Luo Yingying cried out, rushing over to him.

“How dare you hit people?!” Uncle strode forward, his temper the fiercest among them, and slapped at Lin Qi.

Lin Qi instinctively wanted to kick, but recalling this was Luo Feifei’s uncle, he restrained himself, caught the man’s wrist, and flung him aside.

With a swish, Uncle was sent flying, landing on the sofa instead of the wall.

“So, you’ve come to pick a fight!”

“Lawless!”

Second Uncle and Little Uncle charged forward. They were younger and stronger, but still no match for Lin Qi.

Lin Qi dealt with them just as easily, grabbing each and tossing them onto the sofa. Second Uncle landed atop Uncle, Little Uncle on Second Uncle, the three stacked together, groaning in pain.

The remaining women were stunned, none daring to approach.

Lin Qi quickly reached Luo Feifei. She sat in a corner, staring at him, tear stains still visible on her cheeks.

Lin Qi smiled warmly and offered his hand. “Will you come with me?”

“Mm!” Luo Feifei nodded vigorously, stood up, and took his hand.

Together, they walked toward the door.

“You’re not leaving!” Father Luo, still at the entrance, blocked their way in anger.

Lin Qi reached out, and Father Luo yelped, darting aside so fast he seemed afraid of being tossed onto the sofa himself.

“Feifei, if you dare leave today, I’ll sever our mother-daughter bond!” Mother Luo shrieked suddenly.

Feifei shuddered, turning to look at her mother in disbelief.

“Sister, don’t go with him, it won’t end well!” Luo Yingying called, turning back.

“Feifei, your mother wants what’s best for you. He’s just a delivery boy; there’s no future with him!”

“That’s right, Feifei, don’t be fooled. You’re young, there are plenty of excellent men out there...”

Aunts chimed in, urging her not to leave.

Witnessing this scene, Lin Qi released Luo Feifei’s hand and leaned against the door. “It’s your choice. Will you come with me?”

With the entire room’s disappointed gazes upon her, Luo Feifei wiped her tears and spoke softly, “Mom, I’m going with him, but I won’t cut ties with you. I’ll prove, over time, that I’m making the right choice! He truly is a good man!”

She took Lin Qi’s hand once more.

“Feifei!” the crowd called out.

Lin Qi seemed to remember something, turned to Luo Yingying, and asked, “When and where is your wedding being held?”

“Next month, on the fifth, at Dongming Grand Hotel. Why?” Luo Yingying eyed him defiantly.

Lin Qi nodded, swept his gaze around the room, and announced, “Everyone, our wedding will also be held next month on the fifth, at Divine Pearl Grand Hotel. You’re all welcome to attend.”

Divine Pearl Grand Hotel stood directly across the street from Dongming Grand Hotel.

Despite their proximity, their status differed greatly.

Divine Pearl Grand Hotel belonged to the Longyue Group, the most luxurious hotel in Haitong City, rated six stars—one star above Dongming Grand Hotel.

Especially in Haitong, Divine Pearl Grand Hotel, as a Longyue Group property, catered to guests with close ties to the conglomerate, or at the very least, its high-end clients.

What kind of pull did Lin Qi have, to host a wedding there?

“Lin Qi, stop bragging!” Luo Yingying shouted furiously.

“Feifei, haven’t you realized yet? He’s the biggest liar in history...” Mother Luo trembled with rage.

But no matter how they protested, Lin Qi remained unfazed.

“Next month, on the fifth. Divine Pearl Grand Hotel. Don’t forget.”

With a gentle smile, Lin Qi took Luo Feifei’s hand and left.