Chapter 176 Self-recommendation

The tone seems a bit sour, is it jealousy?

Sang Qing looked up and met Shi Ying's deep and dark eyes, and was startled.

It seems that Shi Ying really cares about the taste of her pastries.

【ε=(ο｀*)))Alas~】

Sang Qing sighed helplessly in his heart, nodded again and said "hmm".

He also said a lot of compliments, almost praising every hair of the golden leopard one by one.

Then he took a big bite of the pastry and looked at Shi Ying.

Are you satisfied now?

A strange look flashed in Shi Ying's eyes. "Then can you not eat cakes outside in the future?"

Sang Qing: "Ah? This..."

Is there any connection here?

Although the pastries made by Shi Ying are delicious, You Menglian is also impatient, so it is nice to change the taste occasionally.

Just as I was wondering how to answer, Big Bear appeared at the door.

Xiong Da quickly glanced at Shi Ying beside him and reported, "Madam, the young master of the Earl of Ster's family wants to see you. Do you want to see him?"

"Lei Jinfeng?" Sang Qing frowned and said without hesitation, "No."

"Yes, ma'am."

"Wait." Sang Qing stretched out his hand and called Xiong Da again.

Big Bear stopped and looked back.

"From now on, don't meet anyone from the Qiao family or the Lei family. Just drive them away." Sang Qing ordered in a cold voice.

"Okay, ma'am." Xiong Da breathed a sigh of relief and left.

…

Later, Lei Jinfeng came to look for Sang Qing several times, but he didn't see him.

The last time I called the police and got a warning.

Even her mother was blocked outside the door.

But the longer he couldn't see her, the more impatient Lei Jinfeng felt. He didn't even have time to reply to Qiao Luoyi's message.

There was no other way, he could only go to his uncle.

Renoir was already a little unhappy because of what happened to Lei's grandfather last time, and this time he was bothered by personal matters, which made him even more impatient.

But for his sister's sake, he glanced at her sternly, "One last time."

Lei Jinfeng nodded timidly, "Okay, okay, thank you, uncle."

Count Ster had a conflicted expression and wanted to say something, but Renoir had already turned around and left resolutely, and confiscated all the gifts brought by the Lei family.

…

The next day, Sang Qing received an invitation from Renoir.

Sang Qing frowned as he looked at the formal light blue invitation with silver edges in his hand.

She could probably guess what it was about, as Xiong Da had reported it to her.

She didn't understand what Lei Jinfeng was thinking.

Now that things have come to this, anyone with a bit of backbone would not bother her any further.

The Lei family actually supported Lei Jinfeng in doing this.

It's amazing.

His fingers stroked the cold White Tiger Territory Order.

It seems that the attraction of this fiefdom is greater than she imagined.

Maybe it has something to do with Jun Xinyue and Jun Chenli.

I didn't want to meet him originally, but the Marquis of Ryan's Mansion did not agree to sever ties, and this matter still needs to go through the procuratorate.

If things get out of hand, it might take quite a while.

It is not convenient to refuse the official invitation from the Chief Prosecutor of the Supreme People's Procuratorate.

So, Sang Qing decided to meet him.

The next day, Shi Ying was called back to the military headquarters by Lieutenant General Kuss.

Shi Ying pursed her lips and said to Sang Qing, "Let Youfei follow you. I'll come pick you up as soon as I'm done."

Sang Qing raised his head from the fruit milkshake, looking a little confused.

She didn't say she wanted Shi Ying to accompany her.

But then Ying had already disappeared hurriedly at the door.

Whatever.

With Youfei, Sang Qing no longer brought Xiong Da with him and arranged for him to do other things.

…

The Procuratorate's teahouse for receiving guests

Renoir was wearing the white uniform worn by the clerks of the Procuratorate. He sat at the table with his arms half raised and blue-striped silver cufflinks on his wrists.

His silver-gray hair shone with a cool light in the morning light, just like the feeling he gave people, noble and elegant, and difficult to approach.

Renoir originally wanted to help convey the Lei family's intentions in a businesslike manner. He had also heard about the affairs of the Marquis Ryan's Mansion. The female family had no interest in Lei Jinfeng in the first place, so even if he came forward to mediate and negotiate, there would be little hope.

But when he looked up, he caught a glimpse of a corner of long light blue hair.

"It's you."

When Renoir saw Sang Qing, there was a hint of surprise and joy in his eyes.

Sang Qing smiled apologetically, "Prosecutor Lei."

When she is out, she is used to not revealing information casually, so she doesn't feel any psychological burden.

Renoir's mind was in turmoil, but he didn't expect that the person he was looking for was her.

Miss Wantang is Lei Jinfeng's ex-fiancée and the legitimate daughter of the Marquis of Rui'an. She felt a little complicated for a moment.

But he quickly adjusted his mindset, stood up, extended his hand to Sang Qing, and smiled elegantly, "Should I call you Miss Sang Qing or Miss Wan Tang?"

Sang Qing followed Renoir's hand and sat down. "Inspector Lei, please do as you please."

Late sugar is not a pseudonym.

"Miss Wantang, you don't have to be so polite. Just call me by my name." Renoir chose the latter.

Sang Qing smiled but did not give a direct answer.

She thinks it’s better to call them by their titles.

Seeing this, Renoir didn't mind.

Sang Qing thought that Renoir had invited him here in the name of the Lei family, so he went straight to the point.

"I'm sorry, I'm really not considering marrying Lei Jinfeng anymore."

Renoir was silent for a moment, then nodded: "He is indeed not worthy of you."

Sang Qing breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as it makes sense.

She was also afraid that there would be disagreements on this matter, which would affect her next plan to look for Renoir.

"However, I would like to recommend myself." Renoir asked in a clear, polite and straightforward voice, "I wonder if I can have the opportunity to become Miss Wantang's legal husband?"

"Cough!" Sang Qing almost choked on his own saliva.

He looked at Renoir in disbelief.

The male looked at her with a faint smile in his eyes, but he exuded a mature and steady temperament, and did not look like someone who would joke with her.

Sang Qing pondered for a long time and said tactfully, "I already have a husband."

Renoir was stunned.

There was a hint of depth in the look he gave Sang Qing.

After a moment, she smiled and asked, "Where's the concubine?"

Sang Qing: “…”

"Miss Wantang, you can consider it and don't be in a hurry to refuse."

Renoir added, as if afraid that Sang Qing would refuse again.

Sang Qing knew that with Renoya's status and position, even if she had a fiefdom, and was on good terms with Jun Xinyue and had a promising future, she was fully qualified to be her legal husband.

So he boldly brought it up at the first opportunity.

Now he is willing to condescend to be her concubine, something that normal females would hardly consider.

But she didn't understand why Renoir suddenly fell in love with her.

He moved his lips and spoke hesitantly: "This is only the second time we meet, why..."

This is the second time I have politely refused.

In fact, she wanted to refuse directly, but she still had something to ask him.

We can't make the atmosphere too awkward, so let's be more tactful.

Renoir sensed the rejection in Sang Qing's words, but he wasn't too disappointed. He looked at Sang Qing with a gentle smile, "Miss Wantang, do you believe in love at first sight?"

Sang Qing was silent.

To be honest, she didn't quite believe it.

Sometimes we are indeed struck by someone’s appearance and temperament at first sight, but the feelings that arise without fully understanding a person are not very reliable.

Even if she really likes a boy at first sight, she will rationally spend a long time to observe his character, temperament and values before deciding whether to be with him or not.