Feng Ping had just seen the picture of the Pink Star diamond ring on Zhoucheng Toutiao, but in the blink of an eye he saw the real thing. You can imagine his shock.
Other people's eyes also fell on Qin Xi's hand, just like Feng Ping, their faces were full of surprise.
Feng Ping just said that the pink star diamond ring was bought by a wealthy young man from one of the eight families in Yandu, and he spent 500 million on it.
Could it be said that this woman has been attracted by that young man?
Otherwise, why would this ring be on her hand?
But judging from Qin Xi's appearance, it's normal for someone like that to be interested in him.
As for Yang Chen, they automatically filtered it directly and would not associate him with the young man who gave the ring.
"Cousin, you, you, your diamond ring, is it really a pink star?"
Zheng Meiling said incoherently.
The Zheng family is not a wealthy family to begin with, it is just a small family with some wealth. Even if the Zheng family is sold, it is not worth 500 million.
Chen Yinghao's eyes were also fixed on Qin Xi. If her ring was really a pink star, then even if this woman put it to his mouth, he would not dare to eat it.
"My husband gave this to me!"
Seeing the shocked look in everyone's eyes, Qin Xi, who was still a little flustered, suddenly said with pride.
Everyone looked down on Yang Chen just now, but now she just wants to tell everyone how outstanding Yang Chen is.
"It turns out it was sent by this trash!"
Zheng Meiling patted her chest and said with relief: "That must be a fake!"
"Fuck! It scared me, I thought it was a real pink star!"
"I'm just telling you! How can a diamond ring worth 500 million be found so easily?"
"It turned out to be a fake gift from a poor guy!"
For a moment, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Yang Chen with a mocking look on his face.
Qin Xi suddenly became anxious: "This is a real pink star!"
"Cousin, you were really deceived by this bastard. You heard what Mr. Feng just said. The real Pink Star is worth 500 million. How can a pauper like him afford it?"
Zheng Meiling persuaded her with earnest words: "Let me tell you, you should have divorced this liar a long time ago."
"Yes, Miss Qin, this guy is a liar. Are you willing to spend your whole life with such a person?"
"Not only is he a liar, he's also a fool for tricking you with a fake Pink Star."
"I think you and Brother Hao are a perfect match. You are a talented man and a beautiful woman. Brother Hao is the heir to the top family in Zhoucheng. If you are with him, you will be the head and wife of the Chen family in the future."
Chen Yinghao's lackeys all cooperated with Zheng Meiling and slandered Yang Chen as worthless.
Qin Xi finally understood that arguing with these people was like playing lute to an ox.
Yang Chen didn't seem to hear anything, he was eating and drinking alone, and from time to time, he would add vegetables to Qin Xi's bowl.
"Honey, don't talk nonsense to them. You've been playing all afternoon and you're already hungry, right? Come, have a piece of your favorite sweet and sour pork." She said and put another piece into Qin Xi's bowl.
Qin Xi was angry in her heart, and was afraid that Yang Chen would worry, so she showed a forced smile: "Thank you, husband!"
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the couple enjoyed their meal as if no one else was around, even ignoring the others.
Everyone had a look of astonishment on their faces. Chen Yinghao's face turned the color of pig liver with anger, and he glanced at Zheng Meiling coldly.
Zheng Meiling panicked and quickly smoothed things over with a smile: "Come, let's drink!"
As she said that, she picked up the wine glass in front of her, walked to Yang Chen, and suddenly said: "Yang Chen, although I hate you very much, but my cousin likes it, I can only accept it reluctantly. This glass of wine, I
I respect you and think of it as apologizing to you for my rudeness just now!"
Zheng Meiling seemed to have changed. Yang Chen would naturally not believe that this woman would really apologize to him.
Yang Chen looked at Zheng Meiling expressionlessly, and Zheng Meiling also looked at him. For a long time, Yang Chen didn't pick up the wine glass.
"Yang Chen, I'm toasting you, but you don't even take the wine glass. This is not giving me any face!"
Zheng Meiling was a little angry, but in order to toast Yang Chen in succession, she still suppressed the anger in her heart.
Yang Chen said indifferently: "You already said that you toasted me to apologize, why should I drink with you?"
Hearing this, Zheng Meiling suddenly choked up.
"Okay, I'll do it, you can do whatever you want!"
Zheng Meiling gritted her teeth and said, then drank it all in one gulp.
Then, she filled herself another glass and raised her glass to Yang Chen again: "Yang Chen, I toast you with this glass!"
Still the same as last time, Yang Chen had no intention of raising a toast.
"I apologized to you just now. It's okay if you don't answer. What's the matter? This time, you still won't answer?"
There was obviously a bit of sullenness in Zheng Meiling's voice.
Yang Chen smiled faintly: "How can you only offer a toast to apologize?"
Zheng Meiling was so angry that she almost burst out, but thinking of the task assigned to her by Chen Yinghao, she had to suppress her anger.
"Then how many drinks do you want me to toast you?" Zheng Meiling asked.
"If it were someone else, I would definitely not give up without seven or eight cups, but for the sake of you being Xiaoxi's cousin, you can punish yourself with three cups!" Yang Chen said with a hint of joking.
This woman has made him unhappy for a long time. Since you are the one who wants to stir up trouble, you can't blame me, Yang Chen thought to himself.
Zheng Meiling then drank two more drinks.
Finally, he poured another glass and toasted to Yang Chen again: "This time, you won't refuse again, right?"
While everyone was astonished, Yang Chen picked up a cup of tea, gestured to Zheng Meiling, and drank it all in one gulp.
After drinking, he smacked his mouth with a smile as bright as spring breeze: "Good tea!"
"Bang!"
Zheng Meiling finally broke out, put the wine glass on the table, and said angrily: "Yang Chen, did you do this on purpose?"
"From the moment I showed up at Zhou's house, you have been saying bad things to me. Just now you were taunting me in all kinds of ways. Now you suddenly want to apologize to me. Do you think I am a fool?"
Yang Chen stared at Zheng Meiling with a bit of coldness in his eyes: "I'm warning you, it's best to put away your petty thoughts. If you dare to provoke me again, then don't blame me for being ruthless!"
"Bang!"
After he finished speaking, Yang Chen slapped his palm on the solid wood table. When he took his hand away, he saw a handprint on it, which was deeply dented.
This scene shocked the whole audience!
Zheng Meiling was even more frightened. She looked at the clear palm prints and then thought about her insult to Yang Chen.
If the slap just hit him in the face, wouldn't it disfigure him?
Chen Yinghao narrowed his eyes slightly, and it was only at this moment that he realized that Yang Chen was not a soft persimmon.
Despite this, he did not have the slightest fear. The masters of the Chen family, let alone leaving palm prints, would not be able to smash the table into pieces.
"Boy, you don't give me any face at all!"
Chen Yinghao finally spoke and stared at Yang Chen with an unkind expression.
Except for Yang Chen and Qin Xi, everyone else was his lackey. No one dared to speak at this time. They were obviously suppressed by Yang Chen.
If even he remained silent, all plans for tonight would be ruined.
"Who do you think you are? Are you worthy of me giving you face?"
Yang Chen's momentum suddenly surged, and he spoke domineeringly.