"Sister, I want to sit here." Zhong Yi pointed to the place between Gu Ting and Shen Qing.

Hearing Zhong Yi's words, Gu Ting's eyes dimmed slightly.

Xia Mang smiled, glanced at the silent Chen Qing, and smiled ambiguously, "Xiao Zhongyi, this seat is not something you can sit in whenever you want."

Gu Lao lowered his eyes and silently read the name of his favorite. Then he raised his head and looked at Gu Ting, "Xiao Ting, move aside."

Gu Ting was stunned for a moment, then stood up and gave his seat to Zhong Yi.

"Little friend, I haven't seen you for a year. You have grown so tall." Dongfang Cheng looked at Zhong Yi with a smile.

"I'm not a kid." Zhong Yi glanced at him and was quite surprised to see Gu Tingrang's position.

After secretly glancing at Shen Qing's expression and finding nothing unusual, Zhong Yi dared to sit down.

There was Zhong Yi between Chen Qing and Gu Ting, so the responsibility of picking up the food fell on Zhong Yi.

“Sister, eat this.” Zhong Yi picked up a piece of braised pork for Shen Qing.

Shen Qing frowned slightly. After more than a week of banquets, she was tired of braised pork.

Gu Ting glanced over and spoke to Zhong Yi in a low voice, "Give her something lighter."

Zhong Yi was stunned for a moment. He naturally noticed that Shen Qing looked unnatural, and couldn't help but look at Gu Ting more.

Chen Qing raised his eyes and saw that Old Lan's eyes occasionally glanced towards Zhong Yi.

"What are you looking at?" the girl asked calmly.

"No, I didn't see anything." Old Lan was suddenly frightened, as if he had done something bad and was caught.

Zhong Yi raised his head and looked at them in confusion. Apart from Gu Ting's group, he had never seen anyone else here.

To ease the awkwardness, Elder Lan raised his glass and said, "Congratulations to Mr. Shen for passing the imperial examination."

Everyone stood up and raised their glasses.

"Qingqing, drink this." Gu Ting poured a glass of boiled water for Shen Qing and replaced the fruit wine in her hand.

"Oh." Shen Qing lowered his eyes, hiding the emotions in his eyes.

Xia Mang cast a curious look at him and said, "Tsk tsk tsk, if he gets drunk tonight, there will be something interesting to watch."

Dongfang Cheng caught Xia Mang's cunning look and patted her shoulder. "What are you looking at, Sister Xia?"

"You are the eldest sister, you stinky little brother." Xia Mang glared at him.

Shen Qing didn't eat much before she received a call and went out.

"Is there something?" The girl leaned against the wall and spoke indifferently.

"Xiao Qingqing, the man who died in Continent S was not only related to the 417 laboratory, but also to a terrorist organization." Ryan's voice came from inside.

"Oh." Chen Qing narrowed his eyes and paused for a moment before saying, "The one in Continent F?"

"Yes, but I ran into some trouble."

"Well, there's no rush. Kinmen is also looking for them." Shen Qing bent his left leg and curled his lower lip.

"Oh! Let Kinmen go to Continent F, and we are the peacock behind!" Ryan suddenly realized.

“…” The corners of Shen Qing’s mouth twitched slightly. When he heard footsteps coming from the side, he immediately hung up Ryan’s phone.

"Sister, do you want to go to the bathroom?" Xia Mang came over with a smile, her high heels making a clattering sound as she stepped on the ground.

Shen Qing glanced at her and put the phone in his pocket expressionlessly.

Xia Mang chuckled and put his arm around her.

"Tsk tsk tsk, don't wear anything casually just because you are good-looking. After all, you are the face of our Tiangou." Xia Mang pulled Shen Qing's clothes and couldn't help but sigh.

“Aren’t you a DL designer? How come you don’t even have a decent piece of clothing…” Xia Mang accidentally glanced at the back label of Shen Qing’s shirt.

The italic DL logo embroidered with gold thread seems to be a limited edition from two years ago, and there are only five of them in the world.

"Isn't this the same piece of clothing that sold for hundreds of thousands of yuan before?"

"Yeah." Shen Qing replied calmly.

"Oh..." Xia Mang glanced at the skirt that cost thousands of yuan and didn't dare to speak.

"Why is Zhong Yi with you?"

"Well, what a coincidence, we met on the plane." Xia Mang paused, turned his head to look at Chen Qing and asked, "Why do I feel that the old people from the Lan and Gu families know him?"

Logically speaking, Zhong Yi had been staying in Jiang City before, and was later sent abroad by Shen Qing. He should not have anything to do with these two giants.

Shen Qing narrowed his eyes, his voice cold, "I don't know."