<h4>Chapter 517: Chapter 518 The Meaning of "Receiving Guests</h4><h4></h4>


    "Gan, I’ve been working so hard to help you receive... ’receive guests’ (he originally wanted to say ’receive clients,’ but he forgot the phrase momentarily and improvised with ’receive guests’), you’ll have to dance with meter."


    Gan Yuanughed softly, "Alright, then you must work hard at ’receiving guests’."


    "What are youughing at?" Abel noticed her smile was unusual. "Did I say something wrong?"


    "I guess you meant to say ’receive clients,’ right?" Gan Yuan said.


    "Is there a difference between ’receiving clients’ and ’receiving guests’?" Abel asked.


    "’Receiving guests’ in ancient Chinese refers to prostitutes entertaining their clients!"


    A pleasant male voice rang out, and then a gift box was thrust forward, smashing into Abel’s arms. Caught off guard, he staggered backwards two steps, nearly colliding with Qian Xueying.


    "No way!" Abel frowned and looked toward Huangfu Jue. "Are you sure?"


    Huangfu Jue reached out and wrapped his arm around the waist of a surprised Gan Yuan, "You can ask Ayuan."


    Abel turned to Gan Yuan, and she nodded with a smile, leaving Abel thoroughly embarrassed. "I hate Chinese!"


    "Don’t you still know some?" Gan Yuan asked softly, turning her face to inquire of Huangfu Jue.


    "It’s over."


    The man mentioned it casually, not indicating that the meeting had ended unterally on his ount.


    It was Gan Yuan’s first major banquet since bing general manager, and even if he was extremely busy, he had to make time to show his support.


    Of course, there was another reason.


    He had also discovered the secret in the assassin’s ount, knowing that the money paid came from Nancy’s ount. Like Moses, Huangfu Jue also directed his suspicions toward Duke Locke.


    This time, aside from supporting Gan Yuan’s event, the most important reason was to test Duke Locke’s true situation, and at the same time, to protect Gan Yuan.


    With numerous guestsing and going at such a banquet, even though he had instructed Helen, and she was apanied by a bulletproof vest, he still could not feel at ease.


    "Mr. Duke." Qian Xueying led several guests into the hall and, returning, saw Huangfu Jue from a distance, a glint shing in her eyes as she approached with a smile, "Thank you foring."


    Huangfu Jue nodded slightly, "The Locke n once faced death for our country, and even now, remains a pir of the state. It’s natural for me to represent the royal family in congratting the Duke on his birthday."


    "It is an honor for the Locke family." Qian Xueying curtseyed and, catching sight of Moses entering, her smile grew even wider, "Mr. Moses, you’vee as well!"


    Excellent, next... it’s time to watch the show.


    Gan Yuan’s expression stiffened slightly, while Huangfu Jue turned his head slightly, his gaze meeting Moses’s.


    The eyes of the two men met in midair, and what seemed like a harmless touch was akin to a confrontation.


    "Mr. Moses, long time no see!"


    Abel’s voice, sarcastically tinged, broke the somewhat awkward atmosphere.


    Assistant Paul, also worried that Moses might lose control of his emotions, hurried to deliver a gift.


    "Miss Xueying, this is the gift from Mr. Moses for the Duke."


    "Thank you very much." Qian Xueying epted the gift, passing it to a subordinate, "My father is over there, please follow me."


    With a nod, Moses stepped forward, following her into the hall, heading toward Duke Locke.


    This time, his gaze was simr to that of Huangfu Jue. Since Huangfu Jue was with Gan Yuan, he would probe Duke Locke’s true situation.


    Passing through the hall to the chairs at the rear, Moses’s brows knit upon seeing Duke Locke seated in military garb.


    How could it be... like this?!


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    Good morning