"Does my sister study at Liangcheng City College? I'll go back and ask if any of her classmates are there. Please keep an eye on you! You're so pretty, I bet a lot of boys like you, right?"
Liangcheng City College...
It's a third-rate vocational college in Liangcheng...
Feng Qing's words were a veiled criticism of Gong Ning, implying that she lacked a high level of education and rose to power solely based on her looks.
Upon hearing this, the previously harmonious atmosphere instantly fell silent, and everyone subtly turned their gazes toward Gong Ning.
His eyes held an obvious mockery and contempt.
Old Master Yan's wise eyes hardened, and he gave Feng Qing a sharp look.
Her smile faded. "Feng Qing, Ning is a year younger than you. She should be calling you 'older sister'! We can't let this get mixed up!"
Feng Qing's smug and provocative smile froze instantly. Her eyes twitched, and she forced a smile. "Is that so? Judging from her appearance, I thought she was older than me!"
Now, Old Master Yan's face darkened completely, and he turned to look at her.
Feng Qing inadvertently met his sharp, hawk-like gaze, and her heart skipped a beat. She gave a slightly awkward smile, "Uncle Yan, did I say something wrong...?"
After she said that, Old Master Yan couldn't say anything more, but his attitude wasn't as warm as before.
Gong Ning wore a soft, gentle smile, her dark eyes gleaming with subtle light.
Without a trace of anger or displeasure, his calm and natural reaction instantly extinguished any hint of smugness in Feng Qing's heart, leaving behind a stifling feeling of being ignored.
A lump formed in my throat, neither rising nor falling.
Just then, seeing the group approaching, Feng Qing's eyes lit up, and she waved her hand gently, "Mom and Dad, brother, over here!"
Then, she excitedly turned to Yan Zhi and said, "Uncle Yan, my mom and dad are here!"
Upon hearing this, Yan Zhi's expression softened slightly.
Gong Ning subconsciously turned her gaze to the group of people walking over. When she saw that familiar figure, her eyes flashed with disbelief and surprise.
The overwhelming emotion was so intense that she couldn't help but stand up. "You...you're back? Didn't you say you were leaving?"
The surroundings were quiet.
What did they see?
The young mistress of the Yan clan actually showed such a fanatical expression towards Feng Ming, the eldest son of the Feng family.
Has she never seen a man in her eight lifetimes? Why is she so impatient!
Feng Qing froze for a few seconds, a flash of anger crossing his eyes. He suddenly stood up and blocked her way. "Hey, you! This is a public place. Can't you be a little more mindful of your manners? Don't you think your behavior is very disrespectful to Brother Jingzhou?"
"Brother Jingzhou?" Gong Ning suddenly turned to look at her, a wicked smile playing on her lips, her slightly upturned eyes radiating a strange, menacing aura. "You're calling him that so intimately?"
Seeing Gong Ning suddenly seem like a different person, Feng Qing nervously pursed her lips and subconsciously took a few steps back. "How I call her is my freedom, it's none of your business... What are you doing? Don't come any closer..."
Seeing Gong Ning approaching her, Feng Qing couldn't help but take a few steps back, unable to suppress the fear in her heart.
Just as he was about to speak, she suddenly waved his hand away.
She was taken aback and quickly turned around, only to see Gong Ning walking straight towards her brother.
Feng Qing's eyes hardened, and he quickly took out his phone to capture the scene.
She was determined to show all this to her brother Jingzhou, to let him know just how promiscuous and fickle Gong Ning truly was...
"When did you get back? You're back, so why didn't you come to see me? Don't you know I missed you?"
Feng Ming: "..."
The crowd sighed again. This young mistress of the Yan clan was quite reckless, publicly cuckolding her son in front of the old master Yan.
"Or are you not leaving at all, but just lying to me... Why? Are you avoiding me?"
Everyone instinctively turned their gaze to Feng Ming, their eyes filled with barely suppressed excitement.
Is this a live version of a love triangle in a wealthy family?
A Cinderella's love-hate relationship with two princes on white horses?
Gong Ning didn't hear a response, pursed her lips, and walked towards Feng Ming step by step.
Standing in front of him, head tilted back, he coldly uttered a few words, "Excuse me, could you please move aside..."
Everyone: "???"
Feng Ming was taken aback and subconsciously moved aside, revealing a girl in a bright yellow pleated skirt.
Feng Qing was stunned, and everyone's expressions were awkward.
Gong Ning pursed her lips, and her cold, imposing aura vanished instantly, her large, doe-like eyes becoming moist.
With a few drops of moisture still clinging to her skin, she said, "You still haven't answered my question!"
Shen Yuchen paused, her eyes filled with a hint of panic, and she didn't even dare to look Gong Ning in the eye. "It's just... there was a little accident, please don't ask... okay?"
“Okay, if you don’t tell me, I won’t ask,” Gong Ning stepped forward, grabbed her hand, smiled softly, and pulled her to Yan Zhi’s side. “Uncle Yan, this is my good friend, Shen Yuchen!”
Shen Yuchen smiled slightly and handed over a small square box. "Hello, Uncle. I came in a hurry. Please forgive me if the gift I prepared is not to your liking!"
Before Yan Zhi could speak, a slightly sharp and sarcastic voice rang out, "Indeed, birds of a feather flock together. People of similar backgrounds make friends with people of similar social standing. Miss Gong, I know you come from a humble background, but as the future young mistress of the Yan clan, you should still keep your eyes open when making friends. Don't be so rude as to consider just anyone as a friend!"
The speaker was Zhang Yun, Yan Cheng's wife.
Yan Chen's aura darkened, and he slammed his cane against the floor several times. "You worthless wretch, stop embarrassing yourself here and get out!"
Zhang Yun hadn't expected the old man to be so disrespectful. Her eyes reddened slightly. "Dad, did I say something wrong? Why are you saying this to me in front of outsiders!"
"Just because of your foul mouth!" A laughing voice suddenly interrupted Zhang Yun's complaints. Gong Ning stood in front of her with a smile on her face. "In your understanding, what constitutes a proper way to make friends? For example, you were originally born in a poor mountain village, but later you became rich and powerful, so you spent money to erase your past and claim to be a rich heiress from a fallen family. You are arrogant in front of people who are not as good as you, and you bow and scrape in front of people who are better than you. Then you find some mediocre people to be your friends. Is that right, Ms. Zhang Cuihua?"
Yan Cheng had just approached when he heard Gong Ning's words...
A few moments of silence followed, then bursts of laughter suddenly erupted.
Zhang Yun's face flushed red. He pointed at Gong Ning for a long time without being able to say a word. Finally, he stammered out a few words, "You're spouting nonsense!"
Gong Ning casually blew on her neatly trimmed nails and spoke nonchalantly:
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