Chapter 64: Evening Gown

"My Lord Wife, there is a banquet at the Wen family this weekend, and I need your accompaniment."

Ye Moxi directly took a screenshot and forwarded it to Feng Yanling, followed by a message.

"How much do you think I should charge him for a labor fee? Being lawyers, their hearts are pitch black. If I ask for too little, won't he laugh at my ignorance?"

Looking at the contact remark, "Gold-Plated Wen Hound," Feng Yanling could not help but smile.

Did Wen Boyan know he was saved under such a moniker?

A banquet hosted by the Wen family?

God knows what Wen Boyan did, but the Wen family still had no idea that he had already registered his marriage with Ye Moxi.

The banquet that day was probably when Wen Boyan would finally show his hand to the Wen family...

As Ye Moxi's primary husband, shouldn't he also attend?

Mostly just to watch the Wen family tear each other apart... (this fresh vocabulary was also learned from Ye Moxi). Such spectacles were rare, and Feng Yanling found himself becoming increasingly down-to-earth lately... Ah, yes! That was also learned from Ye Moxi.

...

"My Lord Wife, I'm here to drop off the evening gown for the banquet. Could you grant me visitor access to your dormitory?"

Access?

"Done!"

Wen Boyan curled his lips into a smile, only to freeze a second later.

Yexi Mo's access... Why would he want access to *his* dormitory?

Even if he was his future brother-in-law, he still...

"I'm over at Ximo's place. Just come right over."

Fine! Wen Boyan smiled helplessly.

*Click.*

The door opened.

An overbearing aroma of barbecue assaulted Wen Boyan's nostrils first.

"You're here? Care to join us for a bite?"

Then, Wen Boyan saw Ye Moxi dressed in simple loungewear, sitting casually cross-legged directly on the floor—atop a plush, fluffy rug.

She was gripping a long beef spare rib, gnawing on it with absolute relish, with sauce smeared across the corners of her mouth and cheeks.

Beside the coffee table, the Wang family's precious darling, Wang Zi, and his dog—meaning his loyal bodyguard Qiu Jie—were also clutching large chunks of meat and devouring them.

Yexi Mo, who had opened the door, had already reseated himself. The way he was eating was quite unique...

It seemed to be a golden-brown, exquisitely roasted... pig head!

A large roasting pan sat on the coffee table, upon which one could vaguely discern a suckling pig chopped into a messy pile of pieces.

Wen Boyan set the box in his hand aside, took off his coat, and sat down casually cross-legged right next to Ye Moxi.

Yexi Mo's eyes flickered, but he didn't move.

His sister's own combat power was already formidable enough.

Wen Boyan put on a pair of disposable gloves, tore off a rib, and bit off a large chunk.

The roast meat was tender and bursting with juices. Best of all, the seasoning used for the roast was exceptionally sophisticated—a delicacy he had never encountered before... Hmm, it even seemed to have a hint of honey!

She really knew how to eat!

"They say arriving early isn't as good as arriving by coincidence. I guess I'm sharing in the good fortune today."

Ye Moxi had already eaten her fill to about seventy or eighty percent and was now holding a bare bone, sucking on it for fun.

If it were Feng Yanling, he naturally wouldn't mind her bold and uninhibited demeanor. But Wen Boyan... was so rigid and bound by frameworks into so-called aristocratic manners.

He hadn't expected that he wouldn't show a shred of disgust and would instead sit down so naturally to eat with them...

It seemed she had judged a book by its cover earlier!

"Has my wife finished eating? Would you like to try on the gown? If anything doesn't fit quite right, we can still have it altered in time."

Oh!

Ye Moxi tossed the bone in her hand aside and stood up.

"Shall I be of service to you?"

Yexi Mo stepped directly in front of Ye Moxi.

"Is there anything I, as her younger brother, cannot do that requires your grand presence?"

Feng Yanling was one thing! He was powerful and put his sister first in everything. But this Master Attorney Wen... To think he had previously felt a shred of gratitude toward him, only to find out he was just another dog man harboring improper intentions toward his sister!

"Wife, won't you reintroduce us?"

Ye Moxi gave him a cold look.

"Don't bother with pointless probing! I warned you last time, if you keep trying to provoke me like this—"

*Crack!*

With a crisp snap, a vine covered in thorns lashed through the air, creating a sharp whip-crack.

Wang Zi and Qiu Jie also stood up.

S-rank?

If Qiu Jie and Yexi Mo were S-rank, Wen Boyan wouldn't have thought much of it. But the Wang family's precious darling had clearly only been AAA-rank when he enrolled...

Could the Wang family have hidden Wang Zi's spiritual power rank as well?

"Perfect, I'm too full today anyway. Moxi, go ahead and teach him a lesson. I guarantee not a single scratch will be visible on him before he leaves!"

Right now, he was an S-rank in spiritual power and a level-five healing type... brimming with energy!

They knew best how fiercely protective Ye Moxi was of Yexi Mo. Although Wen Boyan now called Ye Moxi "My Lord Wife," there wasn't a shred of the respect a wife deserved in his eyes, and Ye Moxi hadn't even reintroduced his status to him—which meant that to Ye Moxi, he was... absolute squat!

"Wen Boyan, do you harbor a secret crush on Feng Yanling..."

At these words, all three of them—Yexi Mo included—stole a freeze.

Wen Boyan, in particular, wore the horrified expression of someone who had just swallowed shit.

"Wife, if you think of me that way, my heart is truly broken!"

Ha!

"Every time you provoke me, in my eyes, it looks like you, the concubine, are trying to test and challenge my authority as the primary spouse..."

Wen Boyan clutched his forehead with one hand and said helplessly, "Actually, I really just wanted to help zip up a dress..."

Ignoring him, Ye Moxi went straight to Yexi Mo's bedroom to change.

The gown was moon-white, encrusted with crushed diamonds, elegant and noble. Its three-dimensional tailoring accentuated her figure without being overly revealing; the shoulders and arms were made of sheer tulle, featuring a high-low hemline where even the shortest part fell below the knee—a style Ye Moxi found acceptable.

Because the entire dress was covered in crushed diamonds, her hair would catch on it if she looked down, so Ye Moxi casually gathered her hair into a loose bun on top of her head. A few playful strands fell gracefully across her shoulders, adding a touch of unique, girlish allure.

"Ooh!"

Wang Zi let out a flirtatious whistle.

"Stunning!"

He and Qiu Jie clapped their hands in applause.

Wen Boyan was momentarily stunned.

He felt his heart beating much faster than usual.

"Does the waist need any alterations?"

What?

"Does your family banquet forbid people from eating?"

Ye Moxi retorted.

Wasn't this waistline just right? She didn't have to worry about a slight little belly bulge after eating. If they altered it any further, wouldn't she have to attend the banquet on an empty stomach?

She might as well just skip it then!

At her age, she was still growing. To make her stand around all evening just looking and not eating... why would she subject herself to such torture?

"I didn't mean it like that... I just thought all you young ladies preferred tightly fitted gowns."

Every time his niece wanted to wear an evening gown and have a slender waist, she ate like a little bird, and she always had to hold her breath just to zip up the dress...

"No need! I think it fits perfectly."

"If you two are interested, you're welcome to come as well." Wen Boyan turned his gaze to Yexi Mo, knowing how dearly Ye Moxi treasured her younger brother like the apple of her eye.

Not going!

He had extra training tonight, and his head instructor was notoriously strict. If the instructor found out he was asking for leave to attend some nonsense banquet, he'd probably be punished with all-night extra drills!

The boy was still growing and needed adequate sleep...

Spare him, please!

Yexi Mo shook his head.