In a private room of the Jingshi Hotel, Ying Kui sat on the sofa bored.
The banquet hall was very large, and the scene of clinking glasses and feasting seemed full of hypocrisy to him.
Ying's parents did not tell anyone else about their visit to Beijing. They only met their son and old friends.
The New Year is approaching, and he has to go back to Jinling with his parents to celebrate the New Year. Who knew that the news would leak out before he left and he would be invited to a banquet.
Instead of spending this time, he might as well say goodbye to Xiao Jingjing properly.
"You little brat, who are you trying to show off your stern face to?" Ying's mother walked up to her son and said, "Get up. I'll take you to meet someone."
"No."
"It's not up to you. You'll have to come back to work and recognize the faces when the time comes."
The personnel in the art troupe were complex, and most of them were children of wealthy families. Ying Kui took a quick look and saw many colleagues.
Unable to persuade his mother, Ying Kui had to stand up, straighten his clothes, put on a polite smile, and follow her forward.
"Your son is so handsome, tall, and a dancer. Really, how did you raise such a good child?"
"How old is Ying Kui? Has he found a partner? My daughter is about the same age as him. She studied piano abroad and just returned to China. They must have something in common."
"So-and-so's daughter is also studying dance. Ying Kui, if you have time, you must give these young people some guidance."
Listening to wave after wave of flattery, Ying Kui just smiled and said nothing.
He only responded clearly to invitations that implied a blind date:
Thanks for the invitation, but no, I don’t want to get to know you. There’s no need.
Ying's mother naturally knew her son's information and smiled to smooth things over. "He's used to living abroad. They value free love over there, and many people never get married. This child has picked up some bad habits."
Free love is not a problem.
When the words "never get married" were spoken, those who had originally wanted to match their children up gave up.
Not getting married, to put it nicely they're boyfriend and girlfriend, but to put it bluntly isn't it just for fun?
Ying Kui is a man who will not suffer any loss, but their daughter cannot afford to waste time.
His ears were completely clear. Seeing his mother handling herself easily among all the evil spirits, Ying Kui secretly expressed his admiration.
"What time is the car booked for tomorrow?"
Ying Zongyuan reunited with the mother and son. The hour hand on his watch had passed the number eight and was heading towards the number nine.
"Tomorrow morning at ten o'clock. It's almost Chinese New Year and tickets are hard to buy. This is the only train with soft sleeper compartments."
Fortunately, Ying Zongyuan’s rank was high enough, otherwise Ying Kui would have to go back by himself and would have had to take a hard sleeper.
The train is at 10 o'clock, so I have to get up in the morning to prepare. If I delay any further, I'm afraid I won't be able to rest well tonight.
Ying Zongyuan decided to say goodbye to some old classmates, but before he could leave, he was stopped by someone.
"Deputy Minister Ying, I've long heard of your name, and today we finally meet."
Peng Zhendong walked up and shook hands with Ying Zongyuan, with Peng Bo following him.
Pang Meiting was pregnant, and Zhuo Qiang was responsible for taking care of her at home, so she never showed up.
Ying Kui raised his eyebrows.
In terms of age, Ying Zongyuan is much younger than Peng Zhendong. In reality, Peng Zhendong is of the same generation as his father.
He couldn't delay and could only delay his departure.
"Commander Peng's name is well-known, and seeing him today, I can see that he is indeed extraordinary."
Their family has a connection with Peng Zhendong. When the Peng family was powerful, many people secretly called the two families "Ying in the South and Peng in the North".
The Ying family's ancestral home is in Jinling, and even though they held important positions, they never moved. The two families had never met each other, and this was the first time they had met head-on.
Peng Zhendong first asked about the recent situation of the elders of the Ying family, and then talked about some family matters, until finally he got to the point.
"Look, I was so busy talking that I forgot about Peng Bo, my son. He was the one who gave the old man a gift for his birthday. But the brat was too playful and just ran away after leaving the gift behind."
"He's this big?" Ying's mother didn't recognize him. "Beijing is still a good place to raise a family."
"Ying Kui, what are you standing for? Say hello to Uncle Peng."
At that time, Ying Kui was still studying in Beijing, and Peng Bo had not yet met Wan Jingjing, so naturally there was no intersection between them.
It’s different now.
Seeing that the time was right, Peng Zhendong said, "Actually, the two kids have met. As soon as Ying Kui arrived, he got into a fight with Peng Bo. They even went to the police station."
"We are all hot-blooded young men, so we can say that we have known each other for a long time!"
Ying Kui curled his lips, and a sarcastic arc appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Being able to forcefully portray the conflict between the two as a case of no friendship without fighting, it seems that Peng Zhendong should not be the commander, but should go to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs with his mother.
Ying Zongyuan pretended not to know and pretended to criticize Ying Kui a few times.
Ying Kui said nonchalantly, "No fight, no acquaintance. We'll fight again next time we meet."
Peng Bo's face froze for a moment, but he said calmly afterwards:
"Uncle, aunt, Ying Kui's dance partner, Wan Jingjing, is my ex-wife. Because of some things, there are some misunderstandings between us..."
"It's not a misunderstanding, it's just that I want to fight."
Whatever Peng Bo said, Ying Kui would counter it, not giving him any face at all.
Peng Zhendong was so angry that he was fuming and looked at Ying Zongyuan with dissatisfaction.
Unexpectedly, Ying Zongyuan turned around hypocritically to talk to other people, and naturally didn't care about what was happening over there.
The Ying family is powerful, and all of their children, grandchildren, and nephews are very ambitious, and they are on the verge of rising step by step.
Peng Zhendong only has Peng Bo as his only hope, and his fortune is stuck in the middle, showing a clear downward trend.
He could only cough indifferently to express his dissatisfaction.
Peng Bo, however, seemed to have come to his senses. He did not bother to argue with Ying Kui, but instead chatted with Ying's mother.
He understood that the Ying family's attitude mostly came from Ying Kui, and the root of Ying Kui's emotions was Wan Jingjing.
"Auntie, I'm sorry about Jingjing. If you see her, please convey my apology to her."
Peng Bo said bluntly, "Peng Nuan has been sent out of Haihe's boarding school. I was too naive and thoughtless back then, which is why I hurt everyone and caused things to get this far."
"All of this is my fault. I bear the consequences myself, and I'm also trying to make amends. If Jingjing needs my help, please feel free to ask. I will do my best."
Everyone present was smart and naturally knew what he meant.
Peng Nuan disturbed the Peng family's peace, Peng Zhendong was forced to retire early, and Peng Bo was marginalized. The Peng family accepted the consequences and sent him away.
I just hope Ying Kui won’t keep harping on it.
But Ying Kui frowned.
"Bloomberg, you're the ones who brought this upon yourselves. At this point, do you still suspect me of tampering?"
He also disdains to use his power to oppress others.
If not for this, it is still unknown whether Wan Jingjing could have been able to be with Peng Bo smoothly.
"That's the best, I'm too embarrassed to see Jingjing, so please take good care of her."
"Whoever said that has no right to say that." Ying Kui sneered, "Live your own life and stop harassing her."
"It doesn't matter if it's you or anyone else."
Ying Kui looked at Peng Zhendong meaningfully, and the latter's face became increasingly ugly as he was bullied by the junior.
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