"Wait a minute!" Ni Qianling, who looked calm on the surface, was actually furious. She said in a cold voice without showing any expression on her face: "I have learned a lot about the tutoring of the Zheng family. With such a young master here, the eighteenth generation of the Zheng family in Daiyang
If our ancestors had spirits, they would be so angry that they would jump out of their graves."
"Mrs. Duan, my son..." Zheng's mother, whose face turned pale, wanted to say something nice for Zheng Heng, saying that he had lost his mind after drinking, but... the wine had to smell like alcohol. Her son's eyes were clear.
She wasn't even drunk at all, so the words that came to her mouth could only be swallowed alive.
When Gu Chen saw this, the smile at the corner of her mouth was deep but extremely cold. She glanced at the lady who wanted to take care of Zheng Heng's face and said to Ni Qianling: "There is nothing to be angry about. This kind of person proves our intelligence."
There is such a high-level existence, and if I talk too much, I am worried that it will be affected."
Zheng's mother knew that if she didn't give an explanation about this matter, she would definitely make Ni Qianling angry. As much as she loved Zheng Heng in her heart, she was so disappointed now. She gritted her teeth and raised her hand to slap Zheng Heng in the face.
There was a crisp sound of applause, causing the ladies all around who were listening to famous piano music, drinking red wine, and chatting to look over. They just took a look, and then moved away lightly.
"Mrs. Duan, look..." Zheng's mother turned around and suddenly stopped what she had not finished saying...the two of them were nowhere to be seen, only her mother and son were left to be laughed at.
Zheng Heng covered his face. He couldn't believe that he would be slapped by the person who loved him most in front of everyone in the hall. Under the gaze of many people, he could only hold on.
Seeing that Gu Chen was not there, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
He also knew that his mother was really angry, so she quickly built a ladder for herself and said softly: "Mom, calm down. If you still haven't calmed down, you can give me another slap on this face."
He was not angry, but showed the honesty of a young man, which made some people around him gradually withdraw their attention.
Zheng's mother's face was still cold, and she looked coldly at the son she held in her hands, "Heng'er, you let me down. Do you know why I had to apologize to Gu Chen just now? You don't know, you accused me as soon as you came up.
She didn't ask a single question about right or wrong. You don't know right from wrong and don't listen to others' advice. Heng'er, you will suffer a big loss as soon as possible."
"Also, do you know who the lady was just now? You don't know either! That's why you are so presumptuous, using the reputation of my Zheng family to show Gu Chen's face! Do you know how much trouble you have caused this time?
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When Zheng Heng found out Ni Qianling's identity, his feet were almost floating as he walked, and he was still in a trance when he returned home.
Gu Chen is... the niece of Director Duan's wife. He didn't take Gu Chen seriously, which meant he didn't take Director Duan's wife seriously. In disguise... he offended the Duan family in the capital.
Because of his recklessness, the Zheng family is going to be in disaster!
The Zheng family's affairs were no longer Gu Chen's concern. When Zheng's mother slapped Zheng Heng, she directly pulled Ni Qianling aside. If the mother and son were going to make a fool of themselves, she would not accompany them.
Ni Qianling was already standing in front of the counter filled with exquisite snacks. She chuckled and said, "You are so bad. She slapped you down. Our master is not here, so my son's slap was in vain."
"It's too late to express my stance. Ten slaps on the face are of no use to me." Gu Chen picked up a small silver plate and picked up two cartoon-shaped snacks. He raised his eyes and saw Duan Zhaoan, who was standing tall and straight.
