A Star Reborn: The Queen’s Return

Many waiters were already carrying flowers and heading toward the Pei family’s seats.

Pei Jingshan smiled and said to Pei Jingyu, “Sister Jingyu, it looks like this year’s Midsummer Lady is none other than you. So many people are heading towards our seat, more than last year.”

Pei Jingyu smiled and pretended to be modest. “Nonsense, there are three girls at our seats this year, it could be either you or Xiao Ling.” Even though she said that outwardly, she still looked very complacent.

Pei Jingshan flattered her. “How could I compare to Sister Jingyu? Xia Ling? That’s even more… hehe.”

Xia Ling glared at her. “Yes, you’re not as good as Sister Jingyu, it’s good that you’re self-aware. However, don’t drag me into this just because your skills are not as good. I don’t think my singing is beneath Sister Jingyu’s piano skills.”

Pei Jingshan furrowed her brows and looked as though she was about to explode.

At this moment, the first waiter had already reached the Pei family’s seat while carrying a stalk of perfume lily. He bent over and handed it to Pei Jingyu respectfully. “Miss Pei Jingyu, this is from the Zhou family’s Young Master Shike.”

A few of the ladies tactfully stayed quiet and protected their image in front of outsiders.

Pei Jingyu smiled generously and took the flower. “Help me thank Young Master Zhou.”

The waiter nodded and left politely.

The perfume lily blossomed fully in the sunset glow, revealing spotlessly white petals that sparkled perfectly like translucent snow. Pei Jingyu smelled the flowers lightly and glanced at Xia Ling, her beautiful pair of eyes showing her force. This stupid brat actually thought she could become the Midsummer Lady? Even if the song she had sung just now was not all that bad, was the Midsummer Lady title that easy to win?

Xia Ling stared at the stalk of perfume lily too. Although she had talked back to Pei Jingshan, her heart was still jumping in her throat in anxiety. Wouldn’t it be extremely shameful if she were to fail to win the Midsummer Lady title? She looked down slightly and did not allow anyone to witness her insecure look.

Pei Ziheng was indifferent. He cut a small steak for her. “Eat more, then you’ll have the energy to dance.”

“What?” She looked at him blankly.

However, he did not explain and focused instead on carefully sprinkling pepper on the piece of steak he had cut for her.

Pei Jingyu secretly clenched her fists. Even though Xia Ling had not understood those words, she understood it very well! Every year, the Midsummer Lady would start off the dance at the ball after the dinner. Pei Ziheng had meant that Xia Ling was to start off the dance! He… how was he so sure that the title would be won by that girl?

No, she was the best!

The second waiter took the flower to the table. This time, it was for Pei Jingyu again. “Miss Pei Jingyu, this calla lily is from the Ouyang family’s Second Young Master. He has said that he couldn’t forget about you after the last banquet, and hopes that he would have the honor to start off the dance with you again tonight.”

This was the person who had started off the first dance with her last year, the jewelry tycoon, Ouyang family’s Second Young Master.

Pei Jingyu smiled. “Thank you.”

She glanced at Xia Ling again in a show of power. Xia Ling was so angry that she bit down harshly onto her steak.

The third waiter headed towards the table. This time, it was a bouquet of rare blue roses. Pei Jingshan covered her mouth and chuckled. “Such beautiful flowers must be for Sister Jingyu.” Although she was jealous of Pei Jingyu and was a little anxious at not having received any flowers yet, she still did not forget to suck up to her.

Pei Jingyu smiled reservedly. “I’ve said that I like blue roses during the flower banquet last year. I wonder who has specially sent this over with such sincerity.”

The waiter walked to the front.

Pei Jingyu elegantly reached her hand out.

The waiter directly ignored her. He bent down and reverently handed the bouquet of blue roses to Xia Ling. “Miss Xia Ling, this is from Ouyang family’s Big Master. He said that he likes your song very much and hopes to have the honor to dance with you tonight.”

The Big Master of the Ouyang family was the true heir to the business.

Compared to him, the Second Young Master was extremely weak.

Xia Ling was surprised. She batted her eyelashes a few times before asking in disbelief, “It’s for me?”

“Yes.” The waiter smiled, his back still bent. “Look, there’s a small card on the bouquet. The Young Masters have all individually marked out who the flowers are for and who it is from.”

Only then did Xia Ling notice the small card in the bouquet. Indeed, the words “To Miss Xia Ling” were written on the card, and it was marked by Ouyang Yunlong. It was a name she had never heard before.

“Thank the Young Master of Ouyang family for me,” Pei Ziheng said. He looked down at Xia Ling. “Aren’t you receiving it?”

Xia Ling reached out to receive the flowers. She hugged the bouquet of blue roses in her arms, its hidden fragrance charming. “They are so beautiful.” She was ecstatic and raised her head at Pei Ziheng. “Brother Pei, someone has sent me flowers!”

Pei Ziheng caressed her head gently. “You like blue roses? I’ll send it to you every day.”

“Sure.” She smiled happily, her eyes curving into the shape of a moon. She felt as though she was the happiest girl in the world.

At the side, Pei Jingyu’s face turned pale. While nobody was paying attention, she secretly retracted her hand. She felt too ashamed. She had reached her hand out to receive the flowers, but they’d been meant for that little beggar? This Big Young Master of the Ouyang family was too much, was he blind? Why would he send flowers to curry favor with that little beggar and not her?! Did he think that marrying that little beggar would bring any benefits to his family?!

Pei Jingyu took one deep breath after another before finally concealing her look of resentment.

Pei Jingshan, however, still touched on her sore spot. “My goodness, Sister Jingyu has already said that she likes blue roses last year. Ouyang Yunlong was present at that time too, how could he not remember to send it to Sister Jingyu?!”

“Jingshan!” Pei Jingyu glared fiercely at her.

Pei Jingshan realized that she had said the wrong thing and quickly shut her mouth in a panic.

However, Xia Ling’s hearing ability was fantastic and she heard their conversation word by word. The beautiful girl hugged her bouquet of blue roses and smiled. “You like blue roses? Hahaha, it’s a pity nobody has sent them to you. Sister Jingyu, if you don’t mind, I can give you my bouquet.” She boasted to Pei Jingyu in complacency.

The fact that the roses that Pei Jingyu had desired were given to her instead made Xia Ling so happy she was almost humming. Pei Ziheng looked at her indulgently. This little girl, she had only just taken a little bit of advantage and was already holding her tail up high in complacency. She was like an arrogant complacent kitten, so adorable.

He was in a good mood, so he cut a few more pieces of meat for her.

Pei Jingyu snorted. “Isn’t that just a bunch of blue roses? I just randomly talked about it last year. I don’t like them anymore. What good does this flower bring, what kind of wealth does it even bring?”

“Yes, yes, what kind of good does this flower even bring.” Xia Ling was still proud. “Some people just complain that the grapes are sour when they can’t eat them. Only those who have received flowers have the qualifications to say these words, no?”

“You!” Even with Pei Jingyu’s good cultivation, she could not be restrained anymore.