The dinner will be held at a manor in south London.
When Lu Xixin set out, it happened to be evening, and the sky was dyed two shades of ink, gray, gray, and blue, giving it a unique beauty.
Yin Rongan sat next to Lu Xixin.
Her condition is much better now, and she is no longer as worried and nervous as before, and is so nervous that she can't sleep at night.
But it's not much better, I'm still a little nervous.
Holding on to her posture, she turned her eyes and told Lu Xixin: "Xixin, when you get to the place, just follow me. Don't be nervous, I will take care of you."
Lu Xixin tilted her head and looked through the car window at the rapidly retreating trees.
Hearing Yin Rongan's words, he rolled his eyes and chuckled: "Okay."
The Devonshire family's manor is very large, and guests' cars must be parked in a dedicated parking lot, and then the servants will lead them into the banquet hall.
There were not many guests at this time, and Shen Jiayao was discussing matters with the Duke in the study upstairs.
Being unfamiliar with the place, Yin Rongan took Lu Xixin to sit in a corner and drink fruit wine while chatting.
After a few words of conversation, there was a commotion at the entrance of the hall.
It seems that some distinguished guests have arrived.
People in England are very tall, so Yin Rongan couldn't see anything when they were surrounded.
He raised his hand to stop a male waiter and asked in fluent English: "What's going on over there at the door?"
The waiter paused and replied respectfully: "It's Mr. Chengyuan, Miss Arseny's friend. Miss Arseny cares about this friend very much."
It turned out to be Miss Arseny's friend.
Yin Rongan subconsciously stood on tiptoe and looked toward the crowd, yearning flashing in his eyes.
Arseny is the granddaughter of the Duke of Devonshire, with a noble status. Even if Yin Rongan is not among the socialites, he has heard of her name.
I was looking at it curiously.
I saw the crowd dispersed to both sides, a passage appeared, and a thin and tall young man walked towards it.
Yin Rongan was startled for a moment.
He slowly backed away, approached Lu Xixin, and asked in a low voice: "Is he looking at me? Oh my God, he is coming."
Lu Xixin was sitting on a chair, holding a goblet between her fingers. There was no expression on her face, her eyes were blank, and she didn't know what she was thinking.
Hearing Yin Rongan's words, he slowly raised his eyes and looked towards the young man Lu Chengyuan.
Qing Lingling's eyes didn't waver at all, they just glanced over Lu Chengyuan, as if he was just a stranger.
Not seeing Lu Xixin's surprised expression, Lu Chengyuan felt a little unhappy.
He strode straight towards Lu Xixin.
Bruce, the classmate beside him, could hardly keep up with him. He ran a few steps before catching up with him: "Yuan, where are you going? Arseni is still waiting for you upstairs. You are her dance partner tonight. Want to
Go pick her up upstairs."
"Lu Xixin!" Lu Chengyuan ignored Bruce and walked straight to Lu Xixin.
He looked over condescendingly, with contempt in his eyes.
"You are indeed here!" After saying this, Lu Chengyuan chuckled, "That's right. You, a vain person like you, finally got close to Shen Jiayao, how could you miss such an occasion."
Lu Chengyuan speaks Chinese.
Others could not understand what he said, but they only inferred from his indifferent expression that he did not like the woman in front of him who was as delicate and beautiful as a porcelain doll.
Bruce also asked in a low voice with a flattering tone: "Yuan doesn't like this woman? If you don't like her, I can ask the housekeeper to kick her out."
Lu Chengyuan ignored Bruce and just looked straight at Lu Xixin.
This time, he used English with suppressed emotions, but still with overwhelming anger: "Lu Xixin, let me ask you, did you report Sister Yaqing?"
Lu Xixin raised her eyes: "Why report her?"
"You don't have to pretend to be stupid." Lu Chengyuan was furious, "I know you did it. Sister Yaqing just wanted to apologize to you online. She didn't want to use public opinion to force you. Why are you so cruel that you want her to go to jail?
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Lu Chengyuan became angrier as he talked.
Thinking of the skinny and pale Lu Yaqing, and then contrasting it with the radiant Lu Xixin in front of her.