First Encounter
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As the banquet hummed with conversation,
Governor Su Mingshuo suddenly set down his glass and rose to his feet.
A hush fell over the hall.
The eyes of every official, aristocrat, and heir instinctively shifted to the entrance.
They knew—
The true guest of honor had arrived.
Who in Imperial Capital warranted such treatment?
Who could make Governor Su cancel an official government meeting?
Who could command this level of attention?
They would soon find out.
As the grand doors creaked open,
A figure stepped through.
The moment they saw him clearly,
Every powerful figure in the room felt their hearts skip a beat.
They had expected—
A seasoned statesman, an aged and imposing figure,
A man weathered by politics and power.
But instead—
A young man walked in.
Tall, poised, and effortlessly elegant,
Dressed in a sleek black shirt,
His sharp features carried an air of aristocratic grace,
Yet his smile was warm, almost disarming.
His mere presence
Was enough to command absolute attention.
And then it hit them.
This face—
This legendary surname—
Shen Chen.
The heir of the Shen Family.
The eldest son of Shen Fei.
For a brief moment,
Even the most seasoned politicians struggled to maintain their composure.
Their minds raced.
Why was he here?
Why Jiang City?
What did this mean for Imperial politics?
But Su Mingshuo recovered instantly.
With a broad smile, he strode forward.
"Shen Chen, my dear nephew! The journey must have been exhausting."
Shen Chen extended a hand in greeting,
His voice calm and composed—
"My father sends his regards, Governor Su."
The moment Shen Fei’s name was spoken,
A visible ripple of tension ran through the crowd.
Even Su Mingshuo’s smile stiffened for half a second
Before he regained his composure.
"Ah… the esteemed Elder Shen."
His voice held deep respect.
Not a single official in this room could afford to ignore that name.
Su Mingshuo patted Shen Chen’s shoulder in an almost fatherly gesture.
"Come now, Shen Chen, no need for formalities—just call me Uncle Su."
Shen Chen’s lips curled slightly.
"Uncle Su."
A simple phrase.
Yet it made Governor Su’s eyes gleam with satisfaction.
The entire power structure of Jiang City had just shifted in that moment.
Then, turning to the gathered officials,
Su Mingshuo made the formal announcement—
"Allow me to introduce the son of Elder Shen Fei—Shen Chen."
The introduction was unnecessary.
But it served a greater purpose—
To remind everyone exactly who they were dealing with.
The officials and aristocrats rose to their feet.
Their expressions filled with practiced delight,
Their voices warm and welcoming.
But beneath their smiles—
Their minds were working at full speed.
Thirty years ago, Su Mingshuo had attended university with Shen Fei.
Tonight, his son had arrived in Jiang City under the guise of a personal visit.
But no one in this room was naive.
This was no ordinary social call.
Shen Fei was a man of meticulous calculation.
If his son was here, it was because Shen Fei wanted him here.
And that meant—
That meant the future of Jiang City was about to change.
Shen Chen Takes His Seat
With effortless grace, Shen Chen was led to the center of the banquet hall.
Su Mingshuo personally poured him a drink,
His face flushed with pride and satisfaction.
If any of his political rivals saw him acting like this,
They wouldn’t have believed their eyes.
Su Mingshuo—the iron-fisted Governor—
Was now playing the perfect host,
Toasting and laughing with a youth barely in his twenties.
But the men at the table understood.
This wasn’t about youth.
This was about power.
Many of them raised their glasses,
Seizing this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity
To ingratiate themselves to the future ruler of the Empire.
They had no idea
That in just a few short years—
None of this would matter anymore.
When the world collapsed into chaos,
When civilization crumbled,
Their titles, their wealth, their influence—
Would mean nothing.
The Ladies' Reactions
From the moment Shen Chen stepped into the room,
A very different kind of reaction was occurring—
Among the young noblewomen.
Their hands trembled slightly,
Their breathing grew shallow.
Some even felt their hearts pound against their ribs.
"It’s really him… Shen Chen."
Their obsession with him was borderline religious.
Every noble daughter in the Empire had dreamt of him.
But until now—
He had been nothing more than a distant fantasy.
The perfect heir.
The untouchable prince.
The one man they would never have.
Yet here he was—
Standing in the same room as them.
They couldn’t stop themselves—
They subtly adjusted their dresses,
Checked their reflections in the polished silverware,
Wondering—
Would he notice me?
Would he… choose me?
A New Player Enters the Game
As the toasts and conversations flowed,
Su Mingshuo suddenly turned to Shen Chen.
His tone was casual, but his intent was clear.
"Shen Chen, allow me to introduce my nephew. He’s quite the troublemaker."
A young man stepped forward.
His features were sharp and handsome,
But the way he carried himself
Was completely different from Shen Chen.
Su Xiao.
The reckless playboy of Jiang City.
He bowed slightly,
His voice smooth, yet reverent.
"Shen Shao, it’s an honor to finally meet you. I am Su Xiao."
A week ago,
He would have laughed at the idea of bowing to anyone his age.
But this was not just anyone.
This was Shen Chen.
And so he lowered his head.
Without a second thought.
Meanwhile, from across the hall—
Two figures silently observed the scene.
Two breathtaking women,
Both as different as night and day.
Su Qingying.
And—
Su Mengning.
As Su Mengning stepped forward,
Shen Chen’s gaze subtly darkened.
"Su Mengning…"
"I came here for a reason."
"And you—are at the center of it."
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