Then, an awkward situation arose.
One man and two women.
The man is on the left, and the two women are on the right.
There's always this illusion of a love triangle.
Of course, all of the above is just the maid's own imagination.
That's not what the person involved thought.
As always, You Hua would put a dish into Feng Jue's bowl first, with each dish served.
Of course, clean chopsticks should be used.
Otherwise, Feng Jue would never have let her do that.
As for Rong Shang, she ate her own food the whole time.
She wouldn't do anything like that, picking things up and putting them in different places.
Provoked by the man and woman opposite her, she looked up, a half-smile playing on her lips.
"That's great, I've gained a new understanding of Lord Sir."
"What?" Feng Jue looked up, his face expressionless.
The woman next to her also turned around and looked at her.
But then Rong Shang said, "So, Lord Duke doesn't eat with his hands."
"..."
It was full of irony.
Feng Jue heard this but made no response.
You Hua frowned immediately, displeased. "What do you mean?"
"How dare you mock our Lord?"
"Do I?" Rong Shang glanced at her, smiled, and looked at her calmly.
"You still dare to say you didn't?"
"Alright, let's eat."
A cold voice broke in, finally ending this pointless argument.
...
After the meal.
You Hua wanted to stay by Feng Jue's side, but he sent her upstairs.
Once the person leaves.
Rong Shang sat down directly on the sofa in the hall.
When Feng Jue turned around, he saw it and frowned.
"Has Miss Sheng always been like this?"
"What?" She tilted her head and looked at him.
When the man met her gaze, he immediately turned his face away.
As he sat down, he said, "I do things my own way."
Don't they even know where they are?
clear.
I know that what he meant was exactly the same as what You Hua said.
Rong Chang stood up again.
Then, she bowed to Feng Jue opposite her, grinned insincerely, and said, "Your Excellency, may I sit down now?"
man,"……"
Seriously... I've never seen such a bizarre person.
He rubbed his forehead, his expression stern. "Sit down."
"Did you really summon me here just to invite me to dinner, sir?"
After sitting down, Rong Shang looked at him and asked her first question.
How to put it.
Feng Jue's reaction at the time was strange.
Rong Shang always felt that the look he gave her at that moment was somewhat strange and eerie.
But he's still a young man, no matter what.
She wouldn't be afraid even if he were a ghost.
I took the initiative to sit down there.
Rong Shang reached out to touch his face.
Having learned from the first experience, Feng Jue is now very wary of her.
As soon as she reached out, he immediately stepped back.
Stop her hand.
"You're the one who discovered the werewolf?"
Looking over, Feng Jue was playing with a pinky ring on his knee.
It seemed unintentional.
In reality, he had been observing her reaction the whole time.
Rong Shang shook her head, her face sincere, "No."
"I had already gone back by then."
"How would I know anything about werewolves?"
She always denied it.
The man said "Oh," and then added, "Really?"
When Rong Shang turned her face away and looked elsewhere.
Feng Jue's gaze turned cold.
He scoffed inwardly, "How dare you say it's not true!"
But while thinking this in her heart, she said aloud that she wanted to thank her, "What a pity, I thought Miss Sheng was the one who discovered the werewolf, and I was just about to apologize to Miss Sheng for my recklessness a few days ago."
"No." She showed no sign of backing down. "It's a misunderstanding, Your Excellency."
"Okay." He nodded.
Then the servants served tea.
This is my first time getting infected.
The second rejection.
By the third time...
Okay.
As it turns out.
The Feng family is truly a den of dragons and tigers.
Once you're inside, you can forget about getting out.
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