My son has been studying abroad since he was a child and received Western education. He doesn't understand the Chinese seating arrangements, so it's understandable that he can't see it.
Lang Ningqi saw it clearly. The little girl was sitting next to Zhan Kunpeng. Her status was higher than Zhan Feng's and she was obviously Zhan Feng's elder.
Zhan Kunpeng is not a lustful person. This girl is definitely not his concubine. She is most likely a distant relative of the Zhan family. It is indeed inappropriate for his son to rashly ask for her name.
However, Lang Ningqi has always doted on his youngest son. How could he watch him being scolded by Zhan Kunpeng?
"Lame Bird, who do you say has no one to teach?"
Lang Ningqi also slammed the coffee table and shouted, but there was a hint of guilt in his voice.
Zhan Kunpeng hated it most when people called him lame. He used to quarrel with Lang Ningqi because of this. But now he is not lame anymore. When he hears Lang Ningqi calling him a lame bird, he actually feels a little proud.
"I'm talking about that loser from your family! After a few years of studying foreign languages, he doesn't even understand the rules passed down by our ancestors. In a few years, will he not even be able to speak Chinese and will need to bring a translator with him when he goes out?"
Lang Ningqi snorted coldly and retorted, "So what if she's sitting next to you? She didn't even say hello when she saw me. Isn't that considered rude of her?"
Zhan Kunpeng was furious when he heard Lang Ningqi say this:
"Bullshit! She's my adopted sister, your equal. Why would she greet you first? You're pretty, aren't you? This is her home, and I've never heard of anyone asking the owner to greet and introduce themselves first when they visit! You old dog, you're really living like a dog at your age!"
Zhan Kunpeng was angry. The old coyote had become an old dog. Lang Ningqi was so angry that his teeth were chattering.
Lang Wenzhe didn't expect that his words would cause such a big trouble and even cause his father to be scolded. He touched his nose awkwardly and started to smooth things over:
"Uncle Zhan, it was indeed my fault. I was wrong!"
After saying this, Lang Wenzhe stood up, bowed deeply to Chen Qingshan, and said:
"Senior, I have no ill intentions. I was simply captivated by your unparalleled grace and blurted out those words rashly. Now that I think about it, I was truly rude. I apologize. I hope you will forgive me for this time, and not bear grudges!"
Zhan Kunpeng knew about Lang Wenzhe's bad deeds in Hong Kong Island and had always disliked him. When he heard him say that he was infatuated with Qingshan, his eyebrows raised and he was about to curse, but was held back by Qingshan.
"Brother Zhan, you are taking medicine, so you shouldn't get angry. Don't argue with the younger generation."
When Zhan Kunpeng heard Qingshan say this, he thought it made sense. He had been drinking the Purple Ginseng Strengthening Soup for so long, and he couldn't let all his efforts go to waste because of this bastard. So he stopped yelling obediently and sat on the chair, glaring at the Lang father and son.
Seeing Lang Wenzhe bowing to apologize, Qingshan thought that this boy was flexible and should not be too arrogant. He forced a smile and said in a light voice:
"Ignorance is not a crime, you don't have to take it to heart."
Seeing Qingshan's smile so ethereal and otherworldly, Lang Wenzhe felt even more itchy and continued to act respectful like a junior, asking:
"Senior, please don't blame me. I'm truly grateful! I'm holding a banquet at my private club the day after tomorrow. I'd like to ask you to do me the honor of attending. How about letting me formally offer you a glass of apology?"
Qingshan slowly brushed the loose hair on his forehead with his right hand, looked up at Lang Wenzhe's expectant eyes, and chuckled:
"If I were you, I wouldn't waste time organizing a banquet. I'd go to the hospital and book a bed!"
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