The Indifferent Young Master’s Flash Marriage

Hearing the commotion at the door, Su Wan, who was standing on the second floor, instantly froze on the spot!

Everyone craned their necks and cast curious and reverent gazes at the door.

After Su Wan reacted, a glimmer of starlight flashed across her almond-shaped eyes. He really came over?!

Soon, a slender figure appeared in everyone's line of sight, followed by five or six guards dressed in black.

In an instant, everyone quieted down, and their gazes focused on the man walking at the front.

That man was dressed in a simple shirt and trousers, but it was as if he had been given preferential treatment by the creator. His entire person was impeccably handsome.

His facial features were clear and handsome, with sword-like eyebrows and phoenix-like eyes. His thin lips were slightly pursed, but the most eye-catching thing was the natural king's aura around the man's body.

Su Wan stared at Jiang Xuecheng in a daze. He was once so close to her, but at this moment, he seemed so far away.

Xuecheng…

Su Wan muttered his name. Her voice was very soft, so soft that even Su Wan herself could hardly hear it.

She did not know if it was her own misconception, but she sensed that Jiang Xuecheng was looking upstairs.

Who was he looking at?

Su Wan frowned. There were many staff members on the second floor who were looking. Su Wan had no idea which one Jiang Xuecheng was looking at.

But in less than a second, Jiang Xuecheng shifted his gaze back.

His posture was as straight as a pine tree. Just by standing there, he was like a god surrounded by tens of thousands of people in the clouds, easily brushing past everyone's gazes.

His pair of clear and cold eyes were like the mysterious sky in the middle of the night. They did not carry any emotion.

Su Wan could feel that with the appearance of Jiang Xuecheng, the entire hall fell silent.

Those arrogant nobles were completely silent. They did not even dare to breathe loudly. They only lowered their heads respectfully.

There were a few people who saw the emperor's true appearance for the first time. They could not help but secretly look at him. Among them, most of them were young women.

Even if the emperor didn't say a word, he was still extremely radiant. It made people subconsciously feel a sense of reverence.

A few young girls who had tender feelings for him couldn't help but use their hands to push each other. Although they didn't say anything, they could read each other's minds through eye contact.

The newly appointed emperor of the God's Palace was really handsome. It was just that he was a little too cold and seemed to be unreasonable.

…

As the star of the birthday cocktail party, when Diya saw that her beloved had finally arrived, she immediately raised her beautiful eyebrows!

How could the emperor break his promise to her?

It was just that those women who didn't know what was good for them were all looking at him. Diya couldn't help but feel a little unhappy in her heart. With her being here to oversee things, how could other women dream of the emperor?

Diya suppressed the displeasure in her heart. The corners of her lips curved slightly and she walked with a smile towards the emperor who was not far away.

Diya bowed slightly to him. Her pair of amber eyes that were as beautiful as autumn water flowed gently and reached on the man who was in front of her.

"Your Highness, if you din't come now, Diya will think that you have forgotten about Diya's birthday today."

The young emperor raised his eyes. His long and narrow eyes swept over Diya, who was dressed up and was exceptionally beautiful. However, his expression did not change at all.

He nodded slightly at Diya. An indifferent sentence flowed out from his thin lips.

"Miss Diya, Happy birthday."

It was clearly an extremely formulaic tone. However, Diya was not disappointed in her heart. Instead, she smiled even more brightly.

"Thank you for Your Highness' blessing. Today is the happiest birthday that Diya has ever had."

As Diya spoke, she waved her hand at the maids beside her, gesturing for them to push her birthday cake cart over.

The maids understood what Diya meant and immediately pushed the cake cart over.

The eighteenth layer of white cake signified that Diya would turn eighteen this year. The cake was inlaid with red rose carvings, so exquisite that it looked like a work of art.

Diya picked up the silver knife on the cake cart and handed it to the man beside her. She smiled faintly.

"Your Highness, you are the most honorable person here. Diya has a presumptuous request. Can you make the first cut?"

Many people were watching from the side. Diya was confident that the emperor would not embarrass her over such a small matter.

And this action of hers could also indirectly show that her status was different from others.

There were too many socialites who had their eyes on the emperor previously. Diya felt that she had to do something to let them understand her identity and know their place.

Su Wan was standing on the second floor. When she saw this scene, she could not help but frown.

As expected, no matter where Jiang Xuecheng was, he was so attractive that even rotten peach blossoms surround him.

Most of the girls in the hall had their eyes on Jiang Xuecheng, especially the birthday girl, Miss Diya, who was star of today's birthday party. Her every move was her declaring her sovereignty.

Su Wan clenched her hands under her sleeves. She smiled bitterly. If Jiang Xuecheng did not remember her, how could she prove that they were husband and wife?

If they did not recognize each other earlier, Su Wan really thought that those noble ladies would directly snatch Jiang Xuecheng away.

Just as Su Wan was feeling nervous, she heard a low voice from afar in the hall.

"No, Miss Diya, you are the birthday girl. You can cut the first cut yourself."

The young emperor's expression was cold and clear. His voice was not loud, but it was like an ice-cold jade falling to the ground, shocking everyone.

In all the galaxies under the Galactic Alliance's rule, a man cutting a woman's birthday cake could only have two identites. One was the male elder in the family, and the other was the boyfriend or husband's identity.

If he cut the cake with the emperor's identity, no one could guarantee that others would think too much of it.

Diya's expression froze!

She had never expected that the emperor would actually reject her!

Before Diya could regain her senses, the man in front of her had already walked forward. His gaze was unwavering, and every step he took seemed to be stepping on Diya's heart.

It was so heavy, and it was so painful.

Meanwhile, Diya remained in her original position. The small silver knife that she had raised up high instantly became a joke!

The atmosphere suddenly became heavy. No one said anything. However, Diya suddenly felt that she had become a joke. The few female companions beside her looked at her as if they were mocking her.

Diya bit her lips tightly. Her beautiful face instantly turned pale. Her right hand that was raised up high, she could neither leave it up or bring it down.

Seeing that the situation had become so awkward, Fiennes, who had been standing beside Diya, coughed softly and took the knife from Diya's hand without leaving a trace.

"Diya, I'll cut it for you. I'll definitely cut the biggest slice for you!"

As he said that, Fiennes took the knife and walked towards the cake. He cut the cake decisively and swiftly. Soon, a slice of cake that had just been cut appeared in the exquisite jade-colored bowl and plate.

A beautiful rose carved flower was completely preserved on the cake by Fiennes. It looked very beautiful.

But the humiliation in Diya's heart still lingered.