The Son of the District Party Secretary

The Son of the Deputy Mayor

Memories of the past life surged back once more.

In the previous life, the closure and ultimate demise of the renowned Heavenly Palace Club had been directly linked to these second-generation elites!

Qiu Yingzhe had been stabbed 17 times, left in a vegetative state.

Xu Wenhui had been stabbed 13 times, ending up disabled.

Several other lower-ranked second-generation elites and wealthy heirs had also been injured, though their wounds paled in comparison to those of Qiu Yingzhe and Xu Wenhui.

The incident occurred at the famous Heavenly Palace Club.

And the victims were none other than Jiangzhou's second-generation elite.

The resulting uproar was unimaginable.

Even the highly connected Heavenly Palace Club couldn't survive and was forced to shut down.

And the bloody incident that sparked this? It all began with a female student from a music academy.

Based on the events revealed online in the previous life:

A wealthy second-generation heir named Feng Liang had forcibly tried to make the girl drink alcohol.

When she couldn't take it anymore and wanted to leave, Feng Liang threatened her and refused to let her go.

Under duress, the girl discreetly sent a message to her admirer.

Soon after, a group of street thugs, emboldened by alcohol, stormed into the Heavenly Palace Club without a second thought.

Initially, the matter could have been resolved by simply letting the girl go.

But reportedly, it was Feng Liang who first resorted to violence,

escalating the situation into a chaotic, bloody fight with knives.

And the instigator, Feng Liang, was the first to flee the scene when things got out of control, abandoning everyone else in the chaos.

As for what eventually happened to Feng Liang and the Fangyuan Group backing him, Ye Chen from the previous life hadn't bothered to follow up.

All he knew was that Xu Wenhui and Qiu Yingzhe had narrowly escaped death.

Yet as Ye Chen's thoughts lingered on this, he frowned deeply.

Because in his memory of the previous life, Zhao Jiwei's name had never appeared in connection with this case.

So, he wasn't certain whether the trajectory of the previous life would overlap with this one.

And whether it was all going to happen tonight.

"Brother Ye, what's wrong?"

Noticing Ye Chen frown, Zhang Jingshan's heart skipped a beat.

Every time Ye Chen frowned, it meant something was about to happen.

"Nothing... It's nothing." Ye Chen shook his head and forced a smile.

"Really nothing?" Zhang Jingshan glanced doubtfully at Xu Wenhui and the others nearby, his gaze instinctively scanning their foreheads.

"Hm... Let's see if there's any dark aura there."

At this moment, Zhao Jiwei had already walked up to Xu Wenhui and Qiu Yingzhe,

completely ignoring Feng Liang.

With his hands clasped together, Zhao Jiwei said smoothly,

"Master Xu, Master Qiu, thank you both for gracing us with your presence tonight. Much appreciated!"

"Haha, Mr. Zhao, when it comes to being straightforward and magnanimous, you're one of the top figures in Jiangzhou's circle. How could we not show up when you call?" Xu Wenhui laughed heartily.

Though notorious for being impulsive and easily swayed by his desires,

he never acted pretentious despite having a deputy mayor for a father.

"If even Master Xu is here, how could I not follow suit?" Qiu Yingzhe chimed in.

Due to the relationship and rank of their respective fathers,

Qiu Yingzhe had always followed Xu Wenhui's lead,

as was evident from his deferential words.

"Master Xu, Master Qiu, I doubt Mr. Zhao is as magnanimous as you say. After all, why didn't he invite me? If I hadn't run into you two and tagged along for some fun, I wouldn't have even known about this grand gathering!"

Feng Liang, whom Zhao Jiwei had deliberately ignored, interjected in a sarcastic tone.

"You're here now, aren't you?" Zhao Jiwei forced a smile.

"Me showing up on my own and Mr. Zhao inviting me are two different matters. What's the deal, Mr. Zhao? Do you look down on me so much that you wouldn't even invite me to an event like this?" Feng Liang sneered.

"Master Feng, let it go! Mr. Zhao's right; you're here now, so let's just enjoy ourselves. We bump into each other all the time—no need to hold grudges!" Xu Wenhui tried to mediate.

"Master Xu, you can't brush this off like that. Imagine someone opening a Mercedes-Benz and Porsche dealership next to your BMW 4S shop and stealing all your potential customers. Could you just act like nothing happened?" Feng Liang retorted.

Unlike Zhao Jiwei's reserved and tactful demeanor, Feng Liang exuded arrogance,

even addressing Xu Wenhui with an air of superiority.

"Master Feng, if I'm not mistaken, weren't you the one who initiated all those disputes? But let's not discuss that here. If you'd like to stay and have fun, you're welcome. If not, feel free to leave. Either way, this place is open to you anytime tonight," Zhao Jiwei replied calmly.

His words, effortlessly defusing the tension, left Feng Liang in an awkward position.

"Well, Mr. Zhao, if I don't stay, it'd seem like I'm being ungrateful, wouldn't it? But this party's a bit dull without some girls around. Lucky for you, I've got some in another room. Let me liven things up for you!"

Both Xu Wenhui and Qiu Yingzhe frowned.

They had brought Feng Liang along,

but his behavior was blatantly disrespectful, leaving them embarrassed.

Still, they held back their tempers.

Ignoring Zhao Jiwei's opinion entirely, Feng Liang pulled out his phone and made a call.

"Hey, come to the seventh floor. Yes, all of you."

The faces of Xu Wenhui and Qiu Yingzhe darkened further.

Turning to Zhao Jiwei, they began, "Mr. Zhao—"

Before they could finish, Zhao Jiwei interrupted with a smile,

"It's fine, Master Xu. As long as everyone's happy, that's what matters. By the way, Master Xu, Jingshan is over there. Would you like to go say hello?"

"Oh? Jingshan's here? Alright, I'll head over!"

Disregarding Feng Liang, Xu Wenhui led Qiu Yingzhe toward Zhang Jingshan's group.

"Master Xu! Master Qiu!"

"Master Xu! Master Qiu!"

The second-generation elites called out to them one after another.

Although, in the grand scheme of things, the son of a district party secretary and the son of a deputy mayor weren't particularly high-ranking,

they were undoubtedly the stars of the gathering Zhao Jiwei had organized.

Acknowledging the greetings with a nod, Xu Wenhui approached Zhang Jingshan and said with a smile,

"Jingshan, long time no see!"

"Hmm," Zhang Jingshan replied indifferently before adding,

"Why aren't you sticking with Feng Liang? What are you doing here?"

"Would you believe me if I said I just ran into him and accidentally let slip about this gathering Mr. Zhao arranged?" Xu Wenhui laughed bitterly.

"That guy's even more dangerous than Li Mu. Hanging around him will get you into trouble sooner or later," Zhang Jingshan said bluntly.

"Ahem, let's not talk about that. How about a drink first?"

Shifting the topic awkwardly, Xu Wenhui poured himself a glass of wine.

It was then he noticed Ye Chen sitting beside Zhang Jingshan.

"Hmm? Jingshan... who's this?"

"My brother Ye. Don't bother asking anything else," Zhang Jingshan said.

"Brother Ye, since Jingshan calls you that, you're my brother too. Let's have a drink!"

Xu Wenhui raised his glass with a smile toward Ye Chen.

"You're too kind, Master Xu!" Ye Chen replied, clinking his glass.

"You didn't bring any girls? That's not like you!" Zhang Jingshan teased.

"Ugh... women are too much trouble. I just wanted some peace," Xu Wenhui replied awkwardly.

"Too much trouble? Or too drained to perform?" Zhang Jingshan shot back disdainfully.

"Let's just say I can't claim invincibility, but I can hold my ground for half an hour anytime!" Xu Wenhui joked sheepishly, brushing off the jab.

"What are you taking, Viagra?" Zhang Jingshan quipped, continuing his usual banter.

Before he could say more, a large group of people entered.

They were Feng Liang's entourage, around a dozen men and women,

with women making up the majority.

Zhao Jiwei's meticulously curated gathering had been disrupted.

"This Feng idiot... he's here to stir up trouble!" Zhang Jingshan growled, gripping his glass tightly.

"Jingshan, just ignore him. Let's enjoy ourselves," Zhao Jiwei said quickly, trying to pacify him.

"Bah, I don't want to get involved. The less contact with idiots like him, the better," Zhang Jingshan muttered, his face darkening.