The Supreme Wild Young Master Chapter 3 Perfect Goddess_1

The Imperial Luxury Hotel stands at the terminus of Yenjing's most vibrant commercial avenue, undoubtedly reigning as the preeminent establishment in the city's hospitality sector.

Its facade, adorned with shimmering silver reflective panels, exudes a distinctly modern architectural flair, presenting an overall appearance akin to a dazzling diamond. The hotel is magnificent, exuding elegance and an air of exclusivity.

Today marks the grand opening of the Hua Entertainment Amusement Park in West Yenjing. To commemorate the successful launch of this new venture, its chairman has orchestrated a celebratory banquet at the aforementioned Imperial Luxury Hotel.

Mo Shaoyun, the esteemed CEO of Tiannan Group and widely acknowledged as Yenjing's most beautiful woman, was, as expected, among the distinguished guests.

Her arrival commanded attention, a radiant star eclipsing the luster of all others present. Even the nation's most celebrated female celebrities would find their glamour diminished in her presence.

Possessing a face of exquisite refinement, an aura both noble and cool, and a figure with flawless curves, she was a vision of breathtaking beauty.

While some women may possess beauty, they might lack a commanding presence; others might exude charisma but not necessarily have striking features, or perhaps their physical forms bear imperfections.

Mo Shaoyun, however, was a different caliber of woman. She was the embodiment of a perfect goddess, a harmonious blend of stunning looks, an enviable physique, and an captivating temperament.

It is precisely for these reasons that she earned the title of Yenjing's most beautiful woman, alongside her reputation as a highly successful businesswoman. She stood at the zenith among all women in Yenjing, basking in universal admiration.

"Shaoyun, this is for you. I earnestly hope you will accept it," a young man approached Mo Shaoyun, presenting a small, crimson gift box.

"What is it? And why are you giving it to me?" Mo Shaoyun hesitated, not taking the offered item.

"Shaoyun, can't you allow yourself to savor life a little?" The young man gestured expansively, a laugh escaping him. "You're merely twenty-five. People speak of your extraordinary business acumen, and it's truly remarkable how you command the entirety of Tiannan Group at such a young age, thriving in this cutthroat corporate world. But, I am keenly aware of the immense hardships you've endured."

"In truth, there's no need for you to exert yourself so relentlessly. Who dedicates their entire existence solely to study and work? While continuous learning is indeed valuable, extending throughout one's life, is such fervent obsession truly necessary? Life itself is beautiful. We ought to learn to appreciate it, rather than channeling all our energies into professional pursuits and academic endeavors. Countless other beautiful experiences await your discovery."

"Cao Ge, what precisely is it that you wish to convey?" Mo Shaoyun inquired, her brow furrowed.

"Shaoyun, I have harbored deep affection for you for a considerable time. Please accept this as my birthday offering. Do open it and see," Cao Ge replied with a smile.

"I will not accept it," Mo Shaoyun turned her head away resolutely. "Were it merely a birthday gift, I would have graciously accepted it. However, if it carries other unspoken intentions, I must decline."

"Is your heart truly so devoid of warmth?" Cao Ge's expression was one of deep dejection. "This marks the thirty-second occasion I've faced rejection."

"Then, I advise you to cease your confessions," Mo Shaoyun stated calmly. "Cao Ge, allow me to be candid: I harbor no romantic feelings for you, nor shall I ever. Whether this is your thirty-second or your three hundred and second attempt, it will not alter the fundamental nature of our relationship."

"Why is that?" Cao Ge's grip on the gift box tightened unexpectedly.

"Because... there is already someone occupying my heart." Mo Shaoyun cast a brief glance at Cao Ge before turning and walking towards the main entrance of the Imperial Luxury Hotel, a solitary figure.

Cao Ge let the gift box slip from his grasp, his face drained of all color. Although he had endured numerous rejections previously, he had always clung to a sliver of hope. Today, however, a profound heartache washed over him, as if his very heart had been fractured into innumerable fragments.

How could another individual possibly reside within the heart of the exquisite Mo Shaoyun? Was such unparalleled beauty not destined to be his alone to possess? Which fortunate man had managed to capture Mo Shaoyun's affections?

"Honey... Mo Shaoyun... Honey..." Suddenly, a boisterous voice boomed from the entrance of the Imperial Luxury Hotel.

The assembled guests, who had attended the Hua Entertainment Amusement Park's opening ceremony and were now preparing to enter the Imperial Luxury Hotel for their dinner, were predominantly influential figures within Yenjing's elite business circles.

Abruptly, a loud declaration emerged from a specific point, shamelessly proclaiming Mo Shaoyun as his wife. The effect was akin to a small pebble cast into a still lake, sending ripples of astonishment throughout the assembly.

"Eh, what's happening? Did someone just address Mo Shaoyun as their wife? Is it possible that Mo Shaoyun, rumored to possess a heart of stone, is actually married? Could I have misheard?"

"I believe I heard the same thing. How utterly strange! Mo Shaoyun actually has a husband. Hasn't Cao Ge been pursuing Mo Shaoyun for nearly two years with absolutely no success?"

"Hmm, it appears that woman, reputed to have a heart of stone, does indeed have a husband? This is truly sensational news! I am incredibly curious to witness the appearance of Mo Shaoyun's man!"

A hush fell over the crowd as many onlookers paused, their gazes sweeping their surroundings in search of the voice's origin. The sound had been clear, yet its source remained elusive, sparking widespread curiosity.

Among the throng, several women scanned their companions with eager, questioning expressions. Having long felt overshadowed and somewhat resentful of Mo Shaoyun's prominence, they were keen to scrutinize the man who dared claim connection to her. They wondered what made him so exceptional.

"What is happening? Who is shouting such nonsense?" Mo Shaoyun's brow furrowed, her expression one of annoyance.

Cao Ge, too, was actively trying to pinpoint the voice's source. As one of Mo Shaoyun's declared admirers, he found the very idea of anyone else encroaching upon his 'perfect goddess' intolerable.

"Are you Mo Shaoyun?" A figure suddenly surged from the side, stopping directly before Mo Shaoyun. Clutching a photograph, he grinned, remarking, "Even though this picture is two years old, and you were quite lovely then, you're even more stunning in person. I almost didn't recognize you! Oh, by the way, do you remember me? Can you place me? We haven't seen each other in a decade!"

"Ah..." Startled by Zhang Xian's abrupt appearance, Mo Shaoyun instinctively recoiled.

Just then, an elegant woman clad in a white dress emerged from the periphery, positioning herself protectively in front of Mo Shaoyun. She fixed Zhang Xian with a wary gaze.

"Really? Is this Mo Shaoyun's man?"

The assembled crowd collectively gaped in astonishment upon seeing Zhang Xian.

They had been perplexed and intrigued by the audacity of someone claiming Mo Shaoyun as his own. Now, upon finally witnessing the individual, they felt their senses reeling from the sheer disbelief.

With his disheveled hair and unconventional attire, he was, at best, passable in appearance. Could this unremarkable young man truly be Mo Shaoyun's partner? The thought was almost too much to comprehend.

"Haha, is this some kind of joke? The man of our perfect goddess is this ridiculous? How amusing."

"Tch, Mo Shaoyun certainly has an unusual taste."

The expressions on some women's faces shifted dramatically upon seeing Zhang Xian, their expressions laced with open mockery. Internally, they reveled in the spectacle.

Witnessing Mo Shaoyun publicly embarrassed was, for them, the pinnacle of enjoyment.

What could be more satisfying than discovering that the man associated with Yenjing's most exquisite beauty hailed from such a seemingly low background? It was a moment of pure, unadulterated schadenfreude.

"You... who are you?" The murmurs rippling through the crowd caused Mo Shaoyun's face to drain of color. She desperately wished the ground would open and swallow her whole.

How could such an unappealing stranger suddenly appear? And with the sheer nerve to publicly declare himself her husband? Did she even know this man? The questions swirled, unanswered.

"Didn't expect this, did you?" Zhang Xian, seemingly unfazed by the surrounding shock, produced a jade-green bracelet with a laugh. "I am Zhang Xian. This belongs to you. Happy birthday!"