Return to 88: Starting from Marrying My Sister-in-law

Thick, scarlet liquid dripped down Li Zekai's meticulously styled hair, soaking the front of his bespoke suit. The glaring red made his face appear as pale as gold paper.

Time seemed to freeze in the noisy banquet hall. The air was so thick it was suffocating. Everyone subconsciously looked this way, yet no one dared to make a sound.

Li Zekai stood frozen in place, his whole body trembling violently. His eyes, which had once shone with shrewdness and ambition, were now only a crimson red from crushed pride.

He suddenly raised his hand, but instead of wiping away the mark of insult, he pointed it fiercely at Xiao Jun, his fingertips twisted with extreme rage.

"Okay...okay...okay!"

Li Zekai's voice seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, carrying a chilling coldness, each word like it was tempered with ice shards, "You...you...how dare you!"

He slowly lowered his head, looking at the mess of red wine stains on his chest, his chest heaving violently, like a trapped beast on the verge of exploding.

Those Hong Kong celebrities who had just been trying to curry favor with him were now completely silent, watching this unprecedented and shocking scene with expressions of horror and confusion. The second son of the Li family, the famous "Little Superman," was being publicly humiliated with red wine by an unknown "mainland boy" in the heart of Hong Kong's high society!

"Walk."

That word practically popped out from between his teeth.

Li Zekai turned and walked out of the banquet hall.

His cronies stood there dumbfounded.

"Brother Kai!"

Someone finally couldn't help but shout at his retreating figure.

Got no response.

"No, are we just going to let it go like this?"

"Let's go, say less..."

"But……"

"There are no buts. What else do you want? To rush up and fight like some thug? If you win, that's fine, but if you lose, wouldn't that be even more embarrassing? We are civilized people, we don't need to fight with barbarians."

They all had delicate, fair skin.

He's alright at playing around with women.

Fighting? No way.

The opponents were all huge, with incredibly strong muscles and tall stature; they were clearly not to be trifled with.

Besides...

The original owner of this body, who had been humiliated and had been splashed with red wine, left.

What are they still doing staying?
"Walk around..."

“If we catch up, this is definitely not the end of it. If I’m not mistaken, Hong Kong Island is going to have an earthquake.”

"I was just thinking the same thing. Although we have a good relationship with Young Master Kai, we shouldn't take sides randomly. After all, it's only been two years since '97. I guess these mainland guys who dare to be so arrogant must have some powerful connections. Don't get yourself into trouble. Be careful your old man doesn't skin you alive."

"Hiss—stop talking, I'm already feeling chilly."

"Come on, keep your voice down. We just made fun of those mainland kids. Don't let them take their anger out on us. They'll throw red wine all over you and you won't even have anyone to vent your anger on."

Seeing that their leader, Li Zekai, had left, these young people from the Hong Kong rich second-generation circle also ran away as fast as they could, fearing that Xiao Jun might go crazy again and throw a glass of red wine on them.

At this moment... Sir Michael and Kazuo Wada finally arrived late.

I saw this scene from afar.

They were all taken aback at the same time.

Kazuo Wada was more than happy for these wealthy Chinese in Hong Kong to fight with the wealthy Chinese from the mainland, preferably to the death. So his eyes revealed a cold smile hidden beneath his fear.

But Sir Michael, that old foreign devil, was different.

He is the master today.

He is the initiator of tonight's banquet.

In addition, the land under everyone's feet today is the estate owned by the Kadoorie family on Victoria Peak. If word gets out that the young master of the Li family, one of the four major families in Hong Kong, was humiliated in his estate and had red wine splashed on him by mainland guests he invited, wouldn't that implicate him as well?
While the Kadoorie family wasn't afraid of the Li family, that meant they wanted to move the conflict to the British Empire. In Hong Kong, they wouldn't dare say such a thing. After all, given the Li family's vast wealth and the extent of their business in all aspects of Hong Kong, even the Governor of Hong Kong had to give them some face.

He took a step forward, intending to chase after the young master of the Li family, to persuade him to stay, and perhaps to see if he could resolve the misunderstanding.

But after only a few steps...

"That's all."

"My old bones can't catch up anyway."

shook his head.

He decided not to chase after them, and instead scanned the surroundings of the banquet, looking for Lu Yang, Xiao Jun, and Mu Qizhong, who had just been clashing with the second son of the Li family.

They had simply found another place to sit down.

Sipping red wine.

They ate small chocolate cakes decorated with strawberries at the dinner party.

"Hmm, not bad, as expected of a five-star hotel chef's skill. This strawberry chocolate cake is fantastic, especially look at these strawberries, each one... they look just like the real thing..."

Xiao Jun ate his chocolate cake at a leisurely pace.

He just made a big splash.

At this point, you can't afford not to pretend, or all your previous efforts will be in vain.

"Pah, it's true, stop talking nonsense. What were you thinking, splashing red wine all over someone? Be careful, Young Master Li might call in the underworld to deal with you."

Mu Qizhong glared at him.

He felt good, that's true, he was secretly pleased, but Xiao Jun's actions this time would also bring trouble to him and Brother Lu, since the three of them were together.

He hates trouble the most, especially unknown trouble. It would be fine if it were on the mainland, but the key is that this is not the mainland, but Hong Kong, which is the Li family's territory.

Lu Yang stared at Xiao Jun's trembling legs and said, "Don't force yourself. If you can't keep going, let's go."

Xiao Jun immediately deflated.

He reached out to Lu Yang, "Good brother, help me up, my legs are numb... Um... don't misunderstand, it's because I've been sitting for too long, my legs are cramping."

They seem to be doing both.

If it weren't for his sister's sake, Lu Yang wouldn't have bothered with him. "Alright, hurry up and leave. You've done your act. There's nothing else to do. Don't put yourself in danger."

He didn't think there would be any danger.

After all, he always thinks things through carefully before acting, and he always strives for absolute certainty. Just like this trip to Hong Kong, it was the same as the last time he came to Hong Kong. Xiao Jiu and A Long have always been by his side, so this time they are stationed in a courtyard house in Beijing. The closest city to Hong Kong is Pengcheng, so this time it was Gong Ping'an and Da Jun, two old brothers, who brought their people over. In the past few days, they have already figured out the situation of the gangs in Hong Kong.

Don't forget, he sent people here before, and there have always been people stationed here in the port city.

When Sir Michael realized that they were also preparing to leave, he blocked their way and said somewhat displeasedly, "Lu, aren't you going to give me an explanation?"

As she spoke, she glared fiercely at the white mixed-race girl standing behind Lu Yang like a follower.

Xue Lai opened her mouth, about to explain to her uncle...

Lu Yang waved his hand, looking directly at the old foreigner in front of him, and said, "Sir, can I take that as a threat? Could it be that Sir wants to stand up for the Li family?"

For a while...

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone around him quietly turned their attention to the unprepared white man.

Let's see which side he chooses to take.

Kazuo Wada watched from afar, his eyes gleaming with admiration. He couldn't help but value Lu Yang even more. He hadn't expected Lu Yang to be so direct, forcing Sir Michael to submit and making the Westerner choose between two options in front of everyone.

Sir Michael was naturally aware of the sharpness in Lu Yang's words, but he really didn't want to offend this young, wealthy, and mysterious mainland tycoon. With 97 fast approaching, this was inconsistent with the family's original strategy. It concerned whether the family could continue to establish itself in Hong Kong after 97. Compared to that, offending only the second son of the Li family didn't seem so important.

So he shook his head, remained silent, and made way for them...

This was the best solution he could think of. (End of Chapter)