There was no one in the hall, only a few people were sitting and chatting in the dining area.
Qingcheng asked the waiter for a glass of water and sat down in the dining area.
"Qingcheng, do you want to have a meal?" Feng Xiran knew that most food was not to her taste, so she had already asked the chef to prepare other dinners.
"No, no need to accompany me, dad won't blame you." Qingcheng never regarded Feng Xiran as an older brother, only as a relative and maybe a little bit of a friend.
"I'm very happy, it's my honor." Feng Xiran asked the waiter for a glass of juice. It seemed that he planned to sit for a long time.
Qingcheng said nothing, picked up the water glass and took a sip of water.
At this time, a man came over with a glass of red wine. He was dressed very fashionably, with a white shirt with a slightly open collar and no tie. He was paired with a small black suit, which was flamboyant and frivolous.
No one invited him to sit down. He had already sat on the chair next to Qingcheng and put the wine glass on the table. It seemed that he planned to sit for a long time.
Feng Xiran was a little unhappy, but it prevented the other party from becoming a guest and it was inconvenient to expel him.
"Mr. Feng, Miss Feng, I am Ning Shaoxuan, nice to meet you." Ning Shaoxuan greeted the two of them, but it was Feng Qingcheng who was looking at him. Although Feng Xier was stunning, this eldest lady was even more mysterious.
"I have heard about Mr. Ning for a long time. He has appeared on the headlines of major weekly magazines." Feng Xiran said unceremoniously.
Of course, these headlines refer to gossip.
"Rumors are not trustworthy. Reporters like to make things up out of nothing. Plus the camera angle makes it very easy for people to misunderstand." Ning Shaoxuan finally looked at Feng Xiran. This was their first official meeting. Where did Feng Xiran's hostility towards him come from?
Come?
Feng Xiran's goal had been achieved, so he didn't say anything.
"Miss Feng, I have something I want to talk to you about alone." Ning Shaoxuan said, implying that Feng Xiran should leave the situation.
Feng Qingcheng didn't say a word from beginning to end, and it's the same now.
Feng Xiran had no intention of leaving. It was Ning Shaoxuan who should leave from the beginning to the end, and Ning Shaoxuan had always had his own whims.
When Ning Shaoxuan saw that Feng Qingcheng was silent, he mistakenly thought that she acquiesced to Feng Xiran's stay. The relationship between brother and sister was extraordinary.
So, Ning Shaoxuan began to break the news: "Miss Feng, the person who stopped you at the venue just now is my father's illegitimate son, Ning Qingjun."
"Then what?" Feng Qingcheng spoke for the first time.
Feng Xiran was surprised. Seeing her indifferent expression, he couldn't guess what she meant for a moment. She rarely spoke, cherished her words like gold, and never cared about such trivial matters.
Ning Shaoxuan mistakenly thought that his words were effective, and couldn't help but feel a little elated, and continued:
"Ning Qingjun's appearance seems somewhat similar to Miss Feng, but he is by no means as kind and elegant as Miss Feng. When he was born, his biological mother sold him to my father for money, and he is even more sinister and vicious.
, not only did he do evil in the Ning family and showed no respect for his elders, he also attempted to steal my Ning family’s property, Miss Feng, you have to be careful about him."
Feng Qingcheng said nothing.
Feng Xiran frowned, and seemed to want to investigate this Ning Qingjun carefully, because this person aroused Qingcheng's curiosity.
"Miss Feng, can I invite you to dance?" Ning Shaoxuan finished breaking the news and was confident in his own charm.
Feng Qingcheng still didn't speak.
It was Feng Xiran who spoke: "Mr. Ning, do you mind if I remind you?"
"Haha, of course you don't mind, please tell me." Ning Shaoxuan smiled.
"Mr. Ning, you have a lip mark on your collar. I have a spare dress at home to prevent guests from getting dirty clothes and having to change. Do you need a waiter to take you there?" Feng Xiran looked at the other party's collar.
Ning Shaoxuan subconsciously looked down at his collar, the smile on his face froze, and he cursed in his heart: Shit!