She was already aware of her randomness, but she didn't expect that she could be so casual. No matter how others looked at or commented on her, she could act as if she was no one else. What did other people's affairs have to do with her? A simple sentence said it all.
Her arrogance and belief, her attitude of not taking others seriously but not making people feel arrogant, naturally made people feel a kind of awe that cannot be described in words. Then, she
Her attitude forced her to be more vigilant. Did she discover something?
Reading the momentary confusion in Mei Qiniang's eyes, Fengning just pretended that it never happened and continued to eat cakes and drink tea leisurely.
At this time, a handsome young man came in from the door. He was wearing a green shirt, his hair was tied with a jade belt, his handsome face was full of heroism, but his sleeves were empty, which made people feel a little sorry for him.
However, in Feng Ning's eyes, he was holding a fan during these nine cold and summer days. At first glance, it seemed a bit nondescript. He lowered his eyes and had some snacks, but heard Mei Qiniang call softly, "Miss Lin."
Feng Ning raised her eyes and saw the handsome young man walking towards her. She thought that as a talented man, he must be knowledgeable about books and etiquette. Looking at the surroundings, Feng Ning thought to herself: I wonder if the business of this inn is too good, or maybe
Qing Hun Zheng's charm was too great. The large living room was full of people, and the only available place was his table. Sure enough, when he arrived, he smiled politely and said, "Miss, I don't know where you are next."
Are you lucky enough to have a seat here?"
Feng Ning looked at his empty sleeves and couldn't help but draw a slight arc, thinking about how someone in the imperial palace would feel if they knew that the person who once tried to get close to her appeared again.
After the man sat down, the waiter came over and made a cup of tea. The man said, "What are you writing in this book? How should I call you two?"
Mei Qiniang raised her hands politely and said, "I am Mei Qiniang, and this is Miss Lin Yilin."
He Shuwen was a little surprised when he heard that Mei Qiniang had introduced herself to her family, "It turns out that she is Miss Mei Qiniang, who is known as the Iron Hairpin Lady. I am lucky enough to meet her today. It is indeed a pleasure to meet her."
"It turns out that Sister Mei still has a reputation in the world. Why didn't she tell Lin Yi that she knew about it?" Mei Qiniang was only twenty-five or sixty-six years old, but she had already made a name for herself in the world. With her abilities,
It must be good.
When Mei Qiniang heard this, she was speechless and just nodded slightly towards Feng Ning. However, Feng Ning did not think that she would be embarrassed and should not answer her questions. Maybe he already knew a lot about her difficulties.
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"Miss Lin." He Shuwen called out in courtesy and turned Feng Ning's eyes away from Mei Qiniang, "Miss Lin, have you and I met before?"
I have seen it before. At the Xihua Pavilion, Feng Ning still had a smile on her lips, and there were incomprehensible emotions in her eyes, as if she had the ability to see through someone. Without waiting to speak, she heard He Shuwen say: "Uh——,
I was rude and offended the lady. I hope you will forgive me." When he entered the door and glanced at her, he had a feeling of déjà vu. There was a voice in his heart that kept telling him that he must have met him there.
But I just can't remember it.
"It doesn't matter. As the saying goes, we are destined to meet each other thousands of miles away. Why do we have to know each other before? You think so, Mr. He." Feng Ning's lips curved upward again, and the smile in her eyes deepened a little and disappeared.
Although it looks scary, it can still make people feel uneasy.
He Shuwen was stunned for a moment. These seemingly casual words made him feel inexplicably afraid, but he was deeply attracted by those clear eyes. It seemed that he would approach without hesitation even if he knew there was danger.
Mei Qiniang thought about the purpose of them sitting here, put one hand on the table, looked at He Shuwen's still somewhat stagnant expression, she couldn't help but slightly frowned, but said with a smile: "Could it be that Mr. He is also here to attend the Liao family?"