Chapter 361: One in a Million

Chapter 361: One in a Million
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
As the door opened, everyone looked in the direction of the door. They wanted to see the true face of this top artist.
Xuan Jing was dressed in a dark-red, Chinese-style long robe and black cloth shoes. He looked like he was dressed in a classical, ordinary outfit, but the movement of his clothes made it obvious that it was made of high-quality silk. The dark bamboo patterns on his clothes gave off a noble luster under the light.
Looking up, it was actually an extremely delicate face of a young man. He wore a gold-framed monocle on his face, and the long gold chain on his shoulder was the only ornament on him.
What was even more eye-catching was the carved lacquered wooden box in his arms.
“Xuan Jing himself is really so young? I heard that he just turned 30 this year, but I didn’t believe it. It seems to be true!” a male celebrity who was standing close to the door said.
“Yeah, look at how flawless his face is. His figure and posture are also so good. If he were to enter the entertainment industry, he’d definitely be a big shot,” the female celebrity next to him chimed in. After all, both of them were from the entertainment industry and they valued a person’s appearance very much.
The few wealthy heiresses stared at Xuan Jing in a daze. It was possible to get plastic surgery if one did not have the looks, but a person’s temperament was not something that could be developed overnight. Moreover, with a man like Xuan Jing who was one in a million with a first-class appearance and temperament, it was hard not to scream.
Xuan Jings elegant and fresh scholarly aura was something that they could not find on the children of rich families. Even though most of his paintings were only sold to the rich, he did not seem to have been tainted by the worldliness at all.
“Master Xuan Jing!” Yan Yuan welcomed him with a face full of joy, “I’ve long heard of your great name. It’s really an honor to have you here!”
What he said further confirmed everyone’s guess. After all, it sounded like Yan Yuan had really invited Xuan Jing.
However, Xuan Jing seemed a little surprised, and he nodded politely. “Hello, Second Young Master Yan.”
Xuan Jing did not exchange any more pleasantries with Yan Yuan. Instead, he carried the wooden box and walked toward Elder Mrs. Yan.
The crowd was surprised, sighing that Yan Yuan’s social circle and connections were extraordinary. To be able to invite someone of Xuan Jings level to celebrate Elder Mrs. Yan’s birthday, his sincerity was beyond anyone else present.
“Mr. Xuan Jing, this way please.” Yan Yuan followed beside Xuan Jing and was about to lead him to the seat beside Elder Mrs. Yan.
Xuan Jing felt that this person was really noisy. He had heard of the second young master of the Yan family a long time ago. He had thought that people of his age and position would be more stable and understanding, just like Yan Ruo. He did not expect his elder brother to be so obsequious. If he did not know that this was the second young master of the Yan family, he would have thought that he was some kind of servant.
Elder Mrs. Yan’s eyes lit up as well. She had never seen Xuan Jing in person before and had only heard of his reputation. She was indeed surprised to see such a young, promising, and eye-catching man in person.
Xuan Jing waved his hand, intending to refuse. After all, he had arrived late, and it would be impolite of him to sit at the seat of honor beside Elder Mrs.
Yan.
However, Elder Mrs. Yan did not seem to care about this at all. She looked at Xuan Jing with a smile, indicating that he could sit here. Xuan Jing did not refuse and obediently sat next to her.
Just as he was about to say something, he was interrupted by Yan Yuan again.
“Mr. Xuan Jing, this birthday celebratory painting of yours is simply amazing. Thank you for drawing such a masterpiece. Let me offer you a toast in advance, and I hope that you can do me this favor!”
Yan Yuan raised two glasses of wine and looked at Xuan Jing. His gaze was filled with the feeling of making use of Xuan Jing, which made the latter very uncomfortable, so he did not take the glass of wine.
It was just that… a birthday celebratory painting?
Xuan Jing turned around and looked at the screen on which the birthday celebratory painting was mounted. How did he not know that he had drawn such an ugly birthday celebratory painting before?
The little boy’s clothes overly pursued the ethereal feeling of an immortal and lost its realism, but it was very close to his fine brush style. “Second Young Master, you’re mistaken. 1 didn’t draw this..”