Mrs. Zhuo still sat in the main seat in luxurious clothes, with a decent smile on her face. In the two positions that symbolize the most noble guest, Ye Zeyu and Ji Zhiran, who had never shown her face, were sitting respectively.

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When Wen Xueli came in, Zhuo Shuiran just looked at her calmly and said nothing, but Ye Zeyu blinked at her, looking like the two of them were very familiar with each other.

Wen Xueli had no good feelings for him. But there was nothing to hate. She just thought he was quite inexplicable, so why did she always look very familiar with her?

He was too lazy to pay attention to him, so Wen Xueli walked straight to her position.

Many people came here at this time, and everyone sat down to find people they knew on weekdays and chatted with each other. The banquet was still very lively.

"Why, my face looks so bad?" Mrs. Zhuo was still as virtuous as a virtuous mistress in front of outsiders, and greeted her with concern.

"Well, the wind blew for a while last night, and it might have been cold again." Wen Xueli smiled weakly.

Zhuo Shuiran was gloomy and happy. It was only after she died of illness. She was concerned on her face, "Oh... you kid, just don't worry. Forget it, when you meet the distinguished guest, go back and rest."

"Yes." Wen Xueli curled the corners of her mouth slightly, just as she wanted.

Wen Xueli sat down, and soon after, he saw someone coming over again and greeted Zhuo Shuiran, who was the host of the banquet.

"Young Master Ji, President Ye, Mrs. Zhuo, hahaha... I'm late, forgive me."

Wen Xueli saw a gorgeously dressed man walking to Mrs. Zhuo's side with a smile.

Wen Xueli's beautiful peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly dangerously. The servant beside the man was the coachman just now!

So, it seems that this man should be Duke Fanze...

"Duke Fan Ze was joking. Please sit down." Compared to Ji Zhiran, Ye Zeyu seemed even more dazzling. Although he was not the host of the banquet, he was vaguely the leader who surrounded people in the center.

"I have heard that President Ye has found Young Master Ji, and I have been trying to find an opportunity to visit him. I have only taken time out now. It's so rude." Duke Fan Ze spoke casually with a false smile.

Obviously he didn't really think so. Wen Xueli was drinking tea leisurely, just like watching a show.

Although Ye Zeyu doesn't like this Duke Fan Ze, Duke Fan Ze is now the patriarch of the emerging magic family. He still has some influence among the emerging magician family. After all, this guy is quite a bit

He is now at least a level six intermediate fire magician.

Ye Zeyu was too lazy to deal with him, on the one hand, because this guy didn't really touch his bottom line, and on the other hand, he actually didn't take this person seriously at all.

Although Duke Fan Ze was also scheming, this scheming was not enough in front of Ye Zeyu, not to mention that he was ambitious and basically never concealed his arrogance.

Little did he know that he thought he was covering up how good he was. In fact, those smart people had already seen through him at first sight, but they were too lazy to pay attention to it.

"Duke Fanze is so polite" Ye Zeyu seemed to smile.

"Where is it?" The man sat in his seat, drank a sip of wine, pretending to be curious, "I don't know when President Ye and Young Master Ji will leave the imperial capital. At that time, we will have to say goodbye now to show our wishes.

I'm happy with my heart"
Chapter completed!