Facing the kind and amiable Yan Yingyu, Xu Wanqing couldn't help but act coquettishly. Seeing the man next to Yan Yingyu staring at her intently with a hint of surprise in his eyes, she smiled at him.
He nodded, turned to Yan Yingyu, smiled and asked: "Who is this gentleman?"
"Oh, this is Mr. Cheng. Cheng Yang is a partner of He Xiangdong. At the same time, he is also a good friend of your Uncle He." Yan Yingyu introduced.
"Hello, Mr. Cheng!" Xu Wanqing stretched out her hand politely, "Nice to see you. Please sit inside."
But Cheng Yang seemed to turn a deaf ear and still stared at her in surprise.
Yan Yingyu asked softly: "Cheng Yang, what's wrong?"
Cheng Yang just woke up from a dream and said sheepishly: "I'm really sorry. I think this young lady looks familiar, very much like an...old friend."
"Really? What a coincidence!" Xu Wanqing smiled good-naturedly and made a gesture of invitation.
However, Yan Yingyu covered her mouth and smiled, "Do you have any old friends in China? Our Qingqing is a standard Chinese beauty, not like a foreign devil at all!"
Cheng Yang stared at Xu Wanqing and said with a smile: "Yes, Miss Xu is indeed gentle and quiet, beautiful on the outside and smart on the inside."
Xu Wanqing smiled indifferently, but Cheng Yang had been staring at her intentionally or unintentionally since then, which made her feel very weird. But what was even weirder was that if there was a man staring at her so piercingly in normal times,
She would feel very annoyed, but she didn't feel that way at all towards Mr. Cheng.
Of course, to be precise, he should be called Mr. Cheng. He is nearly fifty and has gray hair. The only reason Xu Wanqing is not annoyed is because he smiles very kindly.
She wondered why she had such feelings for an old man she had just met. It might be because although Cheng Yang was old, he had good facial features and looked very pleasing to the eye.
Xiao Zhuoyan felt very unhappy.
He Xiangdong had already made him extremely unhappy, so here comes another old guy.
What does this old guy mean? Even if he sees a beautiful woman, he won't show such an anxious look? Look at those eyes, they are almost glued to Xu Wanqing's body, it is really disrespectful!
However, that man was an elder, and he couldn't glare at He Xiangdong as he did. Wouldn't that be degrading? He thought about it, and happened to see his mother chatting with Leng Xiaoyue in another room. He stretched out his hand to put her
Pulled it out.
The son was unhappy, and the mother was certainly unhappy. As the saying goes, mother and son are connected, of course Mother Xiao had to help her son explore the road first, so she coughed and walked towards the group of guests with a smile on her face.
Yan Yingyu had met Yan Yingyu once. Although they were not familiar with each other, they had heard the names of both parties, so they quickly became familiar with each other. Once they got acquainted, they naturally had to introduce each other. Mother Xiao's sharp eyes looked at the person who called her
Cheng Yang glanced at the old man, and she quickly lowered her head.
But Yan Yingyu's voice sounded gentle, "This is Ms. An Ying!"
"I've admired you for a long time!" Cheng Yang smiled and stretched out his hand.
Mother Xiao gritted her teeth and shook hands with him, feeling extremely embarrassed in her heart, but Cheng Yang didn't seem to have any reaction, and even the name An Ying didn't arouse any reaction from him. Mother Xiao thought to herself, could it be that he recognized the wrong person?