[Queen's True Colors] 17: If I let you sit, who would dare to make you stand?
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Zhen Nuanyang's eyes swept over everyone present. Some people she didn't know, but some people she saw every time when she was in a bad mood.
However, Zhen Nuanyang felt that it was probably because she saw so few people every time that she felt so unhappy.
Just when she appeared at the door, everyone glanced at them in surprise, because the men and women of the Lang family were all dressed up carefully when attending the family banquet. The Lang family is a family that pays special attention to etiquette. A meal is not called a meal.
Often the food on the table will not move much during a meal, and everyone who comes abides by etiquette, so people in City D say that people from the Lang family are the most polite at all kinds of banquets, and eat on weekdays
Every meal is so grand. In the eyes of the Lang family, the grand banquet held by outsiders is just an ordinary home-cooked meal.
It's just that Zhen Nuanyang didn't dress up today.
He was dressed very casually, with one of his coats hanging on his wrists and a small bag on his shoulders, looking like he had just gotten off work.
Mr. Lang, who was sitting in the main seat, looked at the door, his face slightly gloomy. If he remembered correctly, this should be the twenty-first time she had been late in the past five years. She should have been used to it, but today was different.
In the past, some people did not come to the family dinner, so not many people came, but today, a large table full of people sat here for more than half an hour, just waiting for the people who did not come.
In this kind of mood, Lang Zhengyao has cultivated his body and mind for so many years, and finally has the urge to throw the bowl again!
Zhen Nuanyang did not ignore the forbearing expression on Mr. Lang's face. She had seen this expression many times. Mr. Lang was originally dissatisfied with her, but because of Lang Run, frankly speaking, it was a shame to tolerate her for so long.
Miracle.
On the contrary, Aunt Lang Qinglan, who was sitting next to the old man, gave her a reassuring smile, pointed to the seat next to her, and motioned for her to come over and sit down. Sitting next to her were Lang Siyi and Su Shaobai.
Sitting on one side were other uncles and family members of the Lang family. Zhen Nuanyang knew some of them, but because she was half an hour late for every family dinner, and she only focused on eating, it was reasonable for her to be ignored.
Things, so when others ignored her, she also ignored others. Now, she can't recognize anyone.
Zhen Nuanyang never thought that this would be impolite or anything else. Now she understands, because from the beginning five years ago, she never thought of herself as a member of the Lang family.
What etiquette?
I’ve watched too much of The Legend of Zhen Huan!!
Zhen Nuanyang wanted to keep a low profile. Just as he was about to walk over, he heard a powerful voice in the gloomy air.
"There should be an explanation for being half an hour late!"
When Mr. Lang spoke, Zhen Nuanyang had to stop and stood there with her face raised. To be honest, it felt really bad to have so many people sitting but she was standing.
She has been carefree since she was a child, and even her mother has never treated her like this. Of course, her mother is not really kind, but she will not give her mother a chance. Corporal punishment? In the blink of an eye, the person has disappeared, I let you punish her!
Everyone here held their breath, feeling that the old man seemed a little unusual today. She was often late in the past. Didn't he just turn a blind eye and pass by, but tonight he was making a special exception?
Lang Zhengyi was the authority of the Lang family. When he spoke, no one dared to say a word. Even Aunt Lang next to him frowned and stared at the empty seat in front of him, thoughtfully. Su Shaobai, who was sitting next to him, stared at the empty seat in front of him.
He glanced at the door indifferently, paused for a few seconds where Zhen Nuanyang was standing, and then moved back as if nothing had happened. However, Lang Siyi's face beside him turned slightly pale, and she seemed to be unwell, even if she used makeup to cover it up, she still felt uncomfortable.
People saw a bit of morbidity in her.
If not, I'm afraid the first person to attack is not Mr. Lang, but Miss Lang, who always talks about the rules of the Lang family.
"Zhen Nuanyang!" Lang Zhengyao called Zhen Nuanyang's name again. People at the table were still waiting for her explanation. For half an hour, did she know that the whole family had been waiting for her here for half an hour?
Zhen Nuanyang really wants to behave in a way that I don't care about anything. I don't care who you are. The old man of the Lang family doesn't care what kind of noble family you are. He doesn't care what you are. Gao Zhi, who needs to be promoted, will just leave if I don't want to be unhappy!
As soon as this thought flashed through her mind, she was about to turn back, but she only turned a few degrees when she was blocked by someone behind her.
Zhen Nuanyang raised her face and saw a man in formal attire standing behind her, with a cold face. His eyes were not looking at her, but he was lightly scanning the people on the table, and the bodies of the people his cold eyes were scanning.
I shuddered and didn't understand what was going on, but some people already wanted to stand up, but seeing that no one else moved, they had no choice but to sit still.
Lang Run is wearing a black suit, and the base shirt is snow white. The snow white and black form the sharpest contrast, but this suit is different from the usual suits. It is a palace suit with a British style.
As soon as he appeared, Zhen Nuanyang's eyes froze. It seemed that his eyes were brightened by the golden classical pattern on the shoulders of his suit, and he seemed to be impressed by the excellent matching of his clothes.
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Zhen Nuanyang's eyes flashed. It had to be said that this man's physique and appearance were enough to make any beauties from the Appearance Association scream and throw him down.
Lang Run's quiet eyes looked at Zhen Nuanyang, who was looking at his clothes, and found that she seemed to be more interested in his clothes than him.
The unhappiness in Lang Run's heart made his face darken. He handed the white silk for wiping his hand to Ji Heng who was following him. Ji Heng took the handkerchief and held his breath. The boss had been in a bad mood all day. Now,
As soon as he entered this door, he encountered such a scene. Although the boss now looked at Zhen Nuanyang with an expression of "I've affected my mood when I saw you", Ji Heng felt that compared with Zhen Nuanyang, sitting at this moment
The outstanding talents further affected the boss’s beautiful mood.
Ji Heng put away his handkerchief and stood aside holding his breath, waiting for that moment of explosion.
Zhen Nuanyang also felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere. Some people felt as if they had needles under their butts and were restless.
Langrun stood and finished wiping his hands. It seemed to Zhen Nuanyang that Ji Heng had to take over the silk before wiping his hands. Now someone came over and sprayed some moisturizing fresh lotion on his hands. The fragrance was astonishing. She stared blankly.
The corners of the man's mouth trembled as he did this action carelessly.
Your sister, are you sure you are a man?
However, although Zhen Nuanyang trembled at the corner of his mouth, he held his breath just like Ji Heng. Maybe it was because he had been friends with Ji Heng as colleagues for several years and had been with Lang Run for five years. He knew this guy's temper best and was so quiet.
, so carelessly, the next moment--
Langrun finished wiping his hands and looked at the table full of people with a dull look. He narrowed his eyes and said, "I don't understand. I haven't sat down yet, so how can you be qualified to sit down first?"
The words were so startling that everyone sitting there quickly stood up, including some of Langrun's uncles and aunts. Lang Siyi stood up with the help of Su Shaobai, her eyes a little gloomy. The table was full of people except Mr. Lang who was still sitting.
The rest of the people were standing.
Zhen Nuanyang was stunned. In the past five years, she had been half an hour late for every family dinner. She didn't know that there was such a rule at the Lang family's family dinner. She turned to look at the man next to her and felt incredible. What kind of family rule was this?
?Overriding the most traditional virtue of respecting the elderly and caring for the young?
In fact, Zhen Nuanyang really didn't know. It was because she had been half an hour late for every family dinner in the past five years. She had already been seated at the table every time she came to Langrun, and she didn't ask for any other details. No wonder today
We encountered such a scene because Lang Run was not here just now!
It is said that the ancestors of the Lang family are descendants of the Niu Hulu family, so the family rules are more orthodox than those of other families, and the most important thing among them is status.
Zhen Nuanyang looked at the people who were sitting just now and stood at the table. Looking at the expressionless Lang Run, her heart skipped a beat. Oh my god, you really have the kingly style of the Niu Hulu clan!
Mr. Lang looked at his grandson who was late, and the look on his face slowly faded away. He didn't mean to make Zhen Nuanyang unable to step down, but since she was going to enter the Lang family, she should know and learn in advance.
The rules are still so lax after five years, and so is Run'er, who lets her do whatever she wants. Since she wants to be the wife of the Lang family, she has to learn these rules!
Zhen Nuanyang didn't know what the grandfather and grandson were thinking, but she just felt that her mood at this time was more polite than the last time she went to eat at the home of Ms. Zhen's stepfather, who holds a British royal title.
From this we can imagine how wise she was in arriving half an hour late every time in the past five years!
However, just as she secretly breathed in, Lang Ershao, who shocked everyone with his words next to him, stretched out his right hand. He raised his hand slightly and brought it to Zhen Nuanyang. The one that had just been protected by Bai Silu Xianglu
His hand was noblely placed in front of her.
Zhen Nuanyang felt that Langrun's posture at this time was enough to charm thousands of women, and the look he gave her was considered affectionate for the time being, but in the blink of an eye, his eyes became deeper, and there was a lot of "you"
If you don't reach out your hand, I want you to look good.
Zhen Nuanyang had to put her left hand on his right hand because everyone at the table stood looking at her.
The restaurant was covered with a golden red carpet with palace crochet patterns, which was a hundred times more gorgeous than the so-called red carpet. At this time, Zhen Nuanyang was led to the seat by Lang Run. Along the way, Zhen Nuanyang was stunned.
She held her breath and breathed a sigh of relief when she reached the edge of her seat. Just when she felt relaxed, Lang Run next to her had already let go of her hand, stretched out her hand to open the seat next to her, and looked at her.
sit!
Zhen Nuanyang's heart skipped a beat while she was standing. Ask her to sit down?
Now???
Everyone else is still standing, should she sit?
Zhen Nuanyang had to say that she felt how terrible the servility of human nature was just after coming here for the first time. Look, when she saw the seat, she had a little doubt, that he should sit first!
Seeing that she didn't move, Lang Run narrowed his eyes and Zhen Nuanyang quickly sat down.
Then Zhen Nuanyang heard his calm but yet sharp voice.
"In the Lang family, if I ask you to sit down, who dares to ask you to stand?"
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