Chapter 1777: Boya Pavilion Stirs Up a Storm
Boya Pavilion, which had always kept a low profile in the upper-cla.s.s society, suddenly wanted to hold a grand Heiress’ Gala. This instantly swept the Capital city as a storm brew silently.
Many people acutely felt that the circ.u.mstances in Capital city were about to change.
And because she accepted Boya Pavilion’s invitation, Wen Xinya was under the attention of the media and embroiled in the storm.
Wen Xinya observed Boya Pavilion’s actions as she secretly checked on the information regarding Boya Pavilion’s owner. However, even so, she currently held too little information in her hands.
Only at this point did Wen Xinya know the seriousness of the situation.
Right from the start, in the process of her interaction with Boya Pavilion’s owner, she had already fallen deep into pa.s.sivity.
She knew nothing about Boya Pavilion’s owner.
However, the other party knew everything about her.
“My Grandpa said that Boya Pavilion’s holding of a grand Heiress’ Gala may be linked to the upcoming elections. He told me to remind you to be careful at the Heiress’ Gala.”
The sudden storm of the Heiress’ Gala had invaded the entire capital city recently, with the repercussions felt by the whole of capital city’s upper-cla.s.s society and power circle, which was evident of Boya Pavilion’s wild ambitions.
Wen Xinya’s heart constricted violently. “You mean that Boya Pavilion has always been at the heart of Capital city’s power circle?”
The Xu Family was at the heart of Capital city’s power circle and could grasp the political changes at the quickest. Old Mr. Xu had especially got Xu Zhenyu to remind her to beware of Boya Pavilion, which stated clearly that Boya Pavilion’s actions were all related to politics.
Wen Xinya was extremely shocked.
This was the first power in Wen Xinya’s knowledge, besides Zishan Club, which could interfere deeply into politics.
However, Zishan Club worked closely with the country and it was natural for them to be at the center of the power circle. What role did Boya Pavilion play in the political circle then?
Xu Zhenyu nodded with a solemn expression. “My Grandpa didn’t speak in detail. I’m guessing that it’s just his conjecture based on the political circ.u.mstances and he isn’t sure.”
Actually, he was very worried about Wen Xinya. Boya Pavilion wanted to hold a grand Heiress’ Gala and Wen Xinya had been schemed by Boya Pavilion and got deeply involved—she probably wouldn’t be able to get away.
Previously, he had made use of his connections and secretly checked on Boya Pavilion. However, he didn’t get any valuable information.
And it was the same over at Grandpa’s side.
Wen Xinya only recovered from her shock half a second later. “Thank Grandpa Xu on my behalf.”
It wasn’t like a great man’s conduct to get Xu Zhenyu to caution her based only on his conjecture.
She guessed that Grandpa Xu had other intentions.
If she was right, Grandpa Xu was targeting Si Yiyan—he wanted Si Yiyan to step in and interfere with Boya Pavilion’s matters.
Si Yiyan’s ident.i.ty was a secret. However, Grandpa Xu, as a military chief, would definitely know about it.
However, Xu Zhenyu didn’t think too much about it as he said, slightly worried, “Xinya, Boya Pavilion’s Heiress’ Gala is stirring up a storm in Capital city with unknown intentions. Are you sure you wanna partic.i.p.ate?”
Boya Pavilion was scheming against Xinya with ill intentions like this and he was worried that Xinya would be implicated. If she didn’t want to partic.i.p.ate, she could always call in sick at that time.
Wen Xinya looked slightly awful as she sighed and said, “At this stage, I’ve already been implicated. No matter what, I’ll have to make a trip to the Heiress’ Gala.”
Boya Pavilion was treating her like a p.a.w.n to pave a path for themselves with the intention to stir up a storm in Capital city. Regardless of their reasons, the arrow had obviously already pointed to the Wen Family—they were treating the Wen Family like the bird that stuck out to be shot by the hunter, using them to influence the capital city’s circ.u.mstances.
Once the Wen Family really became Boya Pavilion’s p.a.w.n, they would face a destructive blow.
Even Lucifer didn’t dare to trifle with the country’s workings, how could the Wen Corporation interfere in politics?
She couldn’t sit back and do nothing.
Xu Zhenyu disagreed. “Xinya, you should know the situation of Capital city. I think that Boya Pavilion isn’t simply dealing with you. At this point, it’s better for you to avoid trouble if you can.”
At this point, Xinya had already been embroiled in the storm and even affected the Wen Family. If this continued, the Wen Family would be the first to suffer from any political changes.
Wen Xinya shook her head. “I can’t avoid it. Boya Pavilion is scheming against me like this—there’s no reason for me to back off. Once I step back, the Wen Family will completely become the meat on their chopping block.”
Her experience in her previous lifetime told her that regarding some matters and some people, one couldn’t back off the least bit—once she backed off, there would be no turning back.
Moreover, backing off wasn’t her style.
Xu Zhenyu flicked at her forehead resignedly. “I knew it. Boya Pavilion is scheming against you like this—according to your character, it’s impossible that you take it lying down. It’s already fortunate that you don’t chew off a piece of flesh directly from Boya Pavilion.”
Actually, he had wanted to ask Xinya to step back for the time being. Then, with the Xu Family and Ninth Si, it might not be impossible to get her off the hook.
However, obviously she had never thought about relying on others.
Wen Xinya smiled and changed the topic. She sized Xu Zhenyu up and said, “I heard that sometime back, Grandpa Xu beat you up and that you’ve been staying in the army camp recently.”
This matter of the Xu Family had long spread all over the upper-cla.s.s society.
Everyone was more or less clear about the actual circ.u.mstances.
It was none other than Xu Zhenyu resisting the Xu Family’s matchmaking arrangements, angering Old Mr. Xu, and Xu Zhenyu’s temper also got triggered to the point of no return and was unwilling to give in to Old Mr. Xu no matter what.
Complicated feelings appeared on Xu Zhenyu’s face for a fleeting moment before being covered up by him cursing jokingly. “So I see you intend to make fun of me today!”
After the previous matchmaking session, he had talked to Grandpa, saying that he didn’t believe in marriage and was unwilling to be tied down.
Grandpa fumed and lost his temper on the spot.
He had fought stubbornly with his back to the wall, unwilling to give in. Grandpa had given him 50 whips and almost took his life.
They had not met for some time and Xu Zhenyu had lost a lot of weight. Although he was still in high spirits, she somehow felt that Xu Zhenyu became more solemn. “Grandpa Xu is already old, you shouldn’t always go against him. If it’s possible…”
Wen Xinya sighed slightly. She really couldn’t continue her sentence.
Actually, she could also vaguely guess that Xu Zhenyu’s rejection of the Xu Family’s matchmaking was related to her. On one hand, she hoped that Xu Zhenyu would find a woman that he loved and spend the rest of his life with her, but on the other hand, she didn’t know how to persuade him.
For such matters, she was in the worst position to speak.
Xu Zhenyu said jokingly, “I haven’t seen anyone else who liked to worry unduly more than you. The old man at home is still at the peak of his health despite his old age, always saying that he can still go to war and kill others—who knows where he got his energy from and can still create so much trouble. There’s a saying that marriage is a man’s tomb—I’m only twenty-seven-years-old this year and not thirty-seven, what’s the hurry to get married?”
It wasn’t Wen Xinya’s fault that he liked her.
Thus, he didn’t want Wen Xinya to feel pressured.
Momentarily, Wen Xinya really didn’t know what to say.