This Is My Planet - Chapter 52 - Chapter 52 – The Shura Field of this World Comes a Bit Early

“Miss Ling… Ling.”

Unlike Yin Xiaoru, the others didn’t have such inner drama. As Ling Moxue entered, everyone in the room stood up, and many instinctively bowed slightly as if paying their respects.

This included the seemingly highest-ranking person present, the Finance Minister.

He wasn’t currying favor with Ling Moxue herself, but with the powerful influence she represented.

Ling Moxue, cold as frost, said indifferently, “Minister Zhao, you’re here too?”

Despite her earlier remark about “son-in-law”, now she acted as if she had just noticed his presence. Minister Zhao, as if this were only natural, responded with a slightly ingratiating tone, “Yes, I’m here to arrange a marriage for my son.”

He was sharp enough to realize that Ling Moxue’s comment wasn’t in support of the Yin family but quite the opposite. Perhaps she was actually pleased with this marriage proposal.

Sure enough, Ling Moxue sized up Yin Xiaoru with a barely perceptible disdain and said lightly, “She does seem well-matched with your son.”

The young man didn’t know whether to be pleased or disheartened.

From the moment Ling Moxue entered, she hadn’t spared him a glance, only to say he was well-matched with someone else.

Yin Xiaoru was already furious, but on the surface, she put on a seductive smile naturally. “I actually think Miss Ling and he are a better match…”

As she spoke, she sashayed over to Ling Moxue, draping an arm over her shoulder and breathing softly, “Isn’t it just about finding someone good-looking and then rushing over to play the role of a mistress? Miss Ling has gone even further; you’ve already kissed him. Oh, being a celebrity is great—you can kiss other people’s men, and no one even scolds you…”

Xia Guixuan: “…”

The Yin family: “…”

Minister Zhao: “…”

Ling Moxue was expressionless, “Only a small, insignificant family would be obsessed with romantic entanglements and lack broader vision.”

Yin Xiaoru laughed, “Then what are you here for, running into someone else’s home? Are you here as a fangirl?”

Ling Moxue coolly said, “If my co-star were known as someone’s son-in-law, it would be a joke. Never mind that it’s an old cliché from centuries ago—what’s so great about being a son-in-law of the Yin family? Moreover, if Xia Guixuan’s talent were properly nurtured under my guidance, he’d be a superstar pursued by countless fans. Could he be any lesser than your Yin family? If someone can’t see his worth, don’t blame others for poaching. Anyway, if the Zhao family’s son is pursuing you, it’s a good match, and everyone will be happy.”

Yin Xiaoru was anxious, “Who said he’s a son-in-law? He’s my hus… uh…husband.”

She stumbled over her words.

What husband? Even calling him a boyfriend was fake, so how could she say husband? She hadn’t even thought it through herself, yet here she was fighting over a man… Xia Guixuan hadn’t even acknowledged it.

But having started, she had to finish. She finally managed to say “husband,” but her momentum significantly weakened, and her posture slumped.

Finally, the young man from the Zhao family couldn’t hold back and spoke, “Miss Yin…”

He was about to point out that she wasn’t married, so Xia Guixuan was at most a boyfriend, not a husband. But before he could finish, Yin Xiaoru glared at him fiercely, “What are you yapping about? Is it any of your business?”

Ling Moxue coldly added, “This isn’t your place to speak, step aside.”

The young man: “?”

Are you so caught up in this fight that you’ve forgotten the main point? If you help me matchmake, you can take Xia Guixuan as your own. Why does this feel even worse…?

Under Ling Moxue’s icy stare, the young man, terrified, dared not say another word and sat back down, feeling wronged.

Ling Moxue and Yin Xiaoru stared each other down, both about to speak, when Xia Guixuan finally intervened, “Do you think I’m dead?”

Ling Moxue’s heart skipped a beat. Seeing Xia Guixuan’s indifferent expression, she became nervous, unsure of what to say.

Xia Guixuan said calmly, “Enough. You didn’t come here to involve yourself in this nonsense; it’s just a coincidence. If you have something to discuss, come inside.”

With that, he turned and left the hall, not even bothering to acknowledge the Zhao father and son who had come to propose.

Everyone in the hall was dumbfounded as they watched Ling Moxue obediently follow him inside, each person deep in their own thoughts.

A son-in-law? Even if he really were one, he’d be successful in the future. This Miss Ling from the Ling family was clearly already infatuated with him. With a bit of pillow talk, what couldn’t he achieve?

Being handsome definitely had its perks…

You can afford to offend a queen, but never a favored consort—that’s a historical lesson.

As for what would happen within the Yin family, who cared? The Zhao father and son quickly stood up, and the young man said, “Well, we came unannounced, and thinking it over, it doesn’t seem very appropriate with Miss Yin. We’ll take our leave now… no need to see us out…”

Like hell anyone wants to see you out!

Scared off by Ling Moxue, he immediately found it “inappropriate.” Wasn’t he just professing his love and deceiving himself? Yin Xiaoru realized she was the one deceiving herself. She furiously kicked a floor tile hopped after them into the back hall, “You vixen, wait for me!”

Yin Yi and the older members of the Yin family exchanged glances, wondering if they were watching some kind of reality show. Was there a hidden camera somewhere?

Did Ling Moxue really come to steal a man? How absurd was this?

Maybe… it was for publicity?

Yes, that must be it. They had just collaborated on a video, right…

Yin Yi rubbed his temples, “Ling Moxue is such a figure that even a smile from her is extraordinary. This behavior can only be for some other purpose, most likely for showbiz hype. Just don’t spread rumors. If there’s gossip, let the Zhao family handle it…”

What no one would have guessed was that the Ling Moxue, whom everyone thought was extraordinary for even smiling at someone, immediately knelt down upon entering the room with Xia Guixuan. She was trembling and didn’t dare to raise her head. “Master…”

Xia Guixuan coldly said, “Have I been too kind to you these past few days, making you forget your place?”

Ling Moxue had indeed not seen Xia Guixuan’s stern face recently. He had been kind, guiding her path, gifting her a sword, and shooting scenes together, making her a bit complacent. Seeing his stern expression now, she remembered her position and trembled even more, prostrating herself fully on the ground. She cautiously said, “Yes, this slave has overstepped, please punish me, Master.”

Xia Guixuan coldly asked, “Do you know what your mistake is?”

Ling Moxue replied in a trembling voice, “Master, you can have any woman you want. It’s not my place to interfere…”

This was indeed the crux of the matter.

Regardless of Xia Guixuan’s intentions towards Yin Xiaoru, it wasn’t up to a servant to interfere or make decisions for him.

Xia Guixuan said calmly, “Don’t frame it as a master-servant issue, making it look like I’m bullying you. Even if you were just a bystander, doing such a thing would anger me. No one has the right to make decisions on my behalf.”

Ling Moxue bowed her head, “Yes.”

“You have been pampered since childhood, always above others, accustomed to deciding others’ lives, simply because you haven’t suffered any consequence.” Xia Guixuan sighed, “Moxue, you are not Tai Kang’s Xu’er. Even Tai Kang eventually lost his kingdom. You participated in that play but learned nothing from it…”

Ling Moxue remained silent.

“We’ll discuss punishment later. For now, stand up; Xiaoru is coming.”

Ling Moxue stood up, feeling somewhat grateful.

Although Xia Guixuan was angry, he still considered her dignity, not making her kneel in front of Yin Xiaoru and lose face. Even if it was mainly to keep his own identity secret, she couldn’t help but feel a bit of Stockholm syndrome, thinking he was quite kind.

As a result, she blurted out of nowhere, “Even if you punish me, I must say, you can’t be a live-in son-in-law…”

Yin Xiaoru kicked the door open and entered, “He never was a live-in son-in-law!”

Ling Moxue was stunned, “Then what is he?”

Yin Xiaoru wanted to say boyfriend, but catching sight of Xia Guixuan’s slightly furrowed brows, she felt deflated and muttered, “I’m his agent. If your entertainment company wants to mess with him, you’ll have to get through me first!”

Xia Guixuan couldn’t help but laugh.

Ling Moxue looked at his smile in a daze, suddenly realizing why he was so caring towards Yin Xiaoru.

Because Yin Xiaoru always wanted to take care of him.

It was different from others treating him as a high and mighty deity.