Chapter 338 The Gathering of the Children of the Aristocratic Family (Part 2)
Peng Yuanzheng was wearing a very ordinary black coat, light-colored shirt, and gray fur vest today. Speaking of which, he looked a bit serious and old-looking. But as a government cadre, he was also used to this kind of attire, so he was asked to wear it.
It is also impossible to wear flashy clothes in public places.
He is not the kind of young man with oily hair and pink face, but he has a kind of elegance in his body, and his handsome face is outlined with a firm arc, and his body is tall and slender, neither fat nor thin. He stands there as motionless as a mountain.
He has a calm, mature and stable temperament.
It was just that the gauze on his forehead was so white that it caught everyone's eyes, and several people subconsciously focused their attention on Xu Zihan, who was standing next to Xu Zihua with a red face.
Hou Qingchen stared at Peng Yuanzheng, then looked back at Xu Zihua and smiled, "Zihua, is this Peng Yuanzheng?"
"That's him." Xu Zihua let out a long breath, his eyes twinkling slightly. Xu Zihan, on the other hand, looked around with wandering eyes. Hou Qingchen's sister Hou Nianbo covered her mouth and smiled, "Zihan, you are a notorious little kid.
Chili pepper, why are you so wiry and droopy today? You crazy girl, now you have finally caused trouble——"
Xu Zihan blushed and muttered, "I..."
Xu Zihua coughed lightly, "Sister Qingchen, let's go and greet her."
"Okay, let's go together to greet the prince-son-in-law of the Feng family - by the way, is he the prince-consort of the Feng family?" Hou Qingchen clicked his tongue and took the lead in walking out.
In fact, Hou Qingchen didn't want to have any more birthday parties this year because her fiancé went to the United States to study for graduate school, and she was in a bad and depressed mood. However, the Xu Zihua brothers and sisters came to her and begged her to help ease the tension between the two families.
The tense relationship also made Xu Zihan apologize to Peng Yuanzheng and Feng Qianru in person.
Hou Qingchen had no choice but to save face after all, so she invited Feng Qianru and Peng Yuanzheng to attend in the name of a birthday party. On today's occasion, she only invited a few of her close family friends. There was no expansion.
Hou Qingchen walked out of the club door with his younger sisters Hou Nianbo and Xu Zihua, smiled at Feng Qianru, raised his hand and shouted: "Sister Qianru!"
Hou Nianbo also waved his hand with a smile, "Qianru! Why are you still standing there, why don't you bring your prince-in-law over to introduce you to us?"
Feng Qianru turned her head and saw Hou Qingchen and the others. Her face turned red, and she tugged on Peng Yuanzheng's clothes, and then the two of them walked over together.
Peng Yuanzheng's footsteps were steady. He glanced at the Hou Qingchen sisters and felt somewhat unhappy when he saw the Xu Zihua brothers and sisters. But in public, no matter what, he could not lose his composure or demeanor, especially since he was representing the Feng family today.
Come.
Hou Qingchen is not a peerless beauty like Feng Qianru, but she also has a mature and plump charm. Moreover, she behaves gracefully and dresses well. She looks like a lady at first glance. Her sister Hou Nianbo has a
She has long, black shawl hair and wears casual clothes. Although she has a middle-aged appearance, she has bright eyes and bright teeth. She is the kind of sunny girl who is very approachable.
"Sister Qingchen, Nianbo." Feng Qianru stepped forward and shook hands with Hou Qingchen, and then hugged Hou Nianbo warmly.
Hou Qingchen looked at Peng Yuanzheng and smiled slightly, "Brother Yuanzheng, right? I am Hou Qingchen, has sister Qianru mentioned me to you?"
Peng Yuanzheng smiled slightly, stretched out his hand to shake Hou Qingchen's hand, "Hello, Sister Qingchen."
Hou Nianbo jumped over with a smile, "Peng Yuanzheng, Senior Peng, we are alumni!"
Peng Yuanzheng also smiled, shook hands with Hou Nianbo, and exchanged greetings.
Xu Zihua smiled awkwardly and came forward to shake hands with Peng Yuanzheng. "Hello."
Peng Yuanzheng's eyes calmed down, but he shook hands with Xu Zihua calmly, and even took the initiative to extend his hand to Xu Zihan with a smile, "Miss Zihan, it's been a long time!"
Peng Yuanzheng's "Long time no see" made Xu Zihan embarrassed. She blushed and lowered her head. In an instant, she suddenly raised her head and said angrily, "Peng Yuanzheng, I know I was wrong, I...I apologize to you!
"
Xu Zihan awkwardly bowed to Peng Yuanzheng, seemingly aggrieved.
Hou Qingchen smiled softly and said to smooth things over, "Brother Yuanzheng, Zihan is young and everyone dotes on her, so it is inevitable that she will be spoiled. She also made an unintentional mistake and got into a big disaster. Fortunately,
You two are safe and sound, this is the most gratifying thing - come on, let's go in! There are a few friends inside, let me introduce them to you."
"Haha." Peng Yuanzheng smiled lightly and walked inward behind Hou Qingchen, while Hou Nianbo and Feng Qianru followed closely behind each other, arm in arm.
Walking into the club hall, and then walking through the hall into the innermost small hall, it was like a display for a dance and cocktail party. Several well-dressed young men and women were talking and laughing to each other when they saw Hou Qingchen coming in with a strange man.
, and Feng Qianru appeared next, and the three generations of aristocratic family members all guessed Peng Yuanzheng's identity.
Several people came forward with smiles. No matter how they personally felt about Peng Yuanzheng, or whether they thought highly of Peng Yuanzheng from the bottom of their hearts, Peng Yuanzheng was, after all, the eldest grandson of the Feng family. The eldest grandson recognized by Mr. Feng was the only one of the Feng family.
There is a high mountain behind, which is enough for them to stand tall.
"This is Fei Yanli."
"This is Yi Bolan."
"This one is Chang Yixin."
"This is Jiang Qianghao."
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Hou Qingchen introduced Peng Yuanzheng one by one, and Peng Yuanzheng stood there calmly, smiling and shaking hands with everyone.
Until a tall young man with long hair and beard, a rugged appearance, and an unruly air radiated from his eyebrows walked over with his hands in his pockets, Hou Qingchen's willow eyebrows inadvertently raised, and his smile became
Somewhat reluctantly: "This is solemn, our great artist."
Zhuangyan glanced at Peng Yuanzheng, stretched out his hand slowly, his eyes flashed, and he said with a sharp stab, "Zhuangyan, Zhuangzi's Zhuang, serious Yan."
Peng Yuanzheng also smiled lightly, stretched out his hand to shake Zhuang Yan's, and immediately separated. He was in an officialdom, and he was such a good observer of words and expressions. He read a trace of contempt and disdain in Zhuang Yan's eyes.
Zhuang Yan put aside Peng Yuanzheng, turned to look at Feng Qianru and laughed loudly, "Sister Qianru, I haven't seen you for a year, come here and let me hug you!"
Feng Qianru's eyes widened, but she didn't say angrily, "Zhuang Yan, you went abroad for a year, and you still have the same moral character when you come back. It seems that one's nature is easy to change but hard to change!"
Zhuang Yan chuckled and said, "I love art and appreciate beauties but I never blaspheme them - I recently wrote a love song. I will sing it to you, sister Qianru, and listen to it, okay?"
"Sing, sing--" The crowd burst into laughter and applause.
In this small circle, Zhuang Yan is famous for being unruly and wild. He may not be interested in Feng Qianru, but it can be seen that he is a little "angry" with Feng Qianru for following Peng Yuanzheng, and even more angry with Peng Yuanzheng who suddenly appeared.
The eldest grandson of the Feng family doesn't think highly of him.
"Teasing" Feng Qianru is a lie, but it is true that she intentionally causes trouble for Peng Yuanzheng.
Of course, there may be many people who have the same mentality as him, but others dare not show it for the sake of the Feng family, while Zhuang Yan doesn't care so much.
Before Zhuang Yan finished speaking, Hou Qingchen interrupted him with a frown and said unhappily, "Zhuang Yan, when will you change your mouth?"
Feng Qianru's pretty face flushed, showing some signs of an attack. In the past, Zhuang Yan often played with her. She also knew that Zhuang Yan was a poor talker - that's all, and didn't take it to heart. But it was different today. Peng Yuanzheng was by her side.
Feng Qianru was worried that Peng Yuanzheng would not be able to endure Zhuang Yan's open provocation with little technical content and no attempt to conceal it, and would develop a grudge in his heart.
Peng Yuanzheng smiled softly. He reached out and pulled Feng Qianru's arm, and then held her little hand tightly. In front of everyone, his expression was calm and indifferent, and he was indifferent to the extent that it was incredible.
He knew very well that for the children of these aristocratic families, it was actually very difficult for an outsider like himself to squeeze into this small circle. On the other hand, in the eyes of these young men and ladies who were of noble birth and had not experienced much hardship,
I am basically a country bumpkin who has never seen the world. Although I have risen to the top in one step, I am still labeled as a lowly person.
However, Peng Yuanzheng was not angry, and there was no need to be angry.
Because he has never thought about integrating into this small circle. This small upper class circle that is unattainable and enviable in the eyes of ordinary people is worthless in his heart. After all, he came today because of Feng Qianru.
Hou Qingchen secretly looked at Peng Yuanzheng. Seeing that he was indifferent and almost indifferent, he couldn't help but feel a curiosity in his heart: This third-generation eldest grandson of the Feng family, who was found halfway and came from a grassroots background, was very different!
His eyes always gave people a sense of freedom and depth that could see through everything.
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The melodious dance music sounded, and many people walked into the dance floor together and danced. This kind of party is indispensable for red wine, Western food and ballroom dancing. This kind of social interaction that imitates Westernization is very popular on a certain level.
Zhuang Yan came over with a shy face, smiled and bowed, "Miss Qianru, would you like to dance for me?"
Seeing his kindness, Feng Qianru was furious and was about to reject him, but Peng Yuanzheng patted her on the shoulder and signaled her not to get angry, which disturbed the interest of Hou Qingchen's birthday party.
Feng Qianru hesitated for a moment, then frowned and walked into the dance floor with Zhuang Yan. Hou Qingchen walked over with a smile and said with a smile, "Brother Yuanzheng, do you want to dance with me?"
Peng Yuanzheng smiled and said, "Okay, but I'm not very good at dancing. Sister Qingchen, just don't laugh at me!"
The two walked down talking and laughing, dancing to the rhythm of the dance music. Hou Qingchen originally wanted to take care of Peng Yuanzheng as a courtesy, but unexpectedly, Peng Yuanzheng's slow three dance steps were very precise and skillful, and his dance postures were stretched and elegant, and he mastered it in a short time.
Set the rhythm of two people's dance steps.
And when the slow three dance music stopped and suddenly switched to the fast three dance, Peng Yuanzheng did not stop. He held Hou Qingchen's slightly plump slender waist and floated around, and then led her to continue to dance with the rhythm of the music on the field.
Wearing flowers is generally light and smooth.
Everyone stopped dancing and dispersed, looking with some astonishment and some envy at Peng Yuanzheng and Hou Qingchen who were dancing heartily and selflessly on the field. Feng Qianru also opened her mouth wide, but she didn't know that Peng Yuanzheng's ballroom dancing was so good.
so good.
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