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Nangong asked and frowned, "Are you thinking too much? Although the old man loves Chia Ya, her surname is not Nangong after all. The old man will not pass the group to a granddaughter."

Knowing his father Mo Ruozi, Nangong Wen thought he knew the old man very well.

But Feng Yiyun didn't think so, she fixed her eyes on Ruan Qianya's back, secretly calculating in her heart, she would definitely not let Ruan Qianya and Mu Ningfeng get together.

After the song ended, Ruan Qianya quickly withdrew her hand on Mu Ningfeng's shoulder, nodded politely and smiled.

Turning around, I realized that the old man had already left.

"It seems that Chairman Nangong is very relieved to hand you over to me!" Mu Ningfeng stood beside her, with a slightly teasing tone.

In the absence of the old man, the stone in Ruan Qianya's heart fell to the ground.

She took a deep breath, turned around, looked directly at Mu Ningfeng, and said clearly, "I dance with you because I don't want to embarrass you in front of everyone, and I don't want to offend Grandpa."

"But now that grandpa is not here, let's keep a distance between us, lest the media misunderstand our relationship again."

"Qian Ya, how long are you going to hide from me like this?"

Mu Ningfeng wanted to continue to say something, but was suddenly stopped by Feng Yiyun.

"President Mu, do you have time to chat with us?" Feng Yiyun walked over, completely ignoring Ruan Qianya.

"Second Madam." Mu Ningfeng smiled and nodded, with a gentlemanly and polite attitude.

He still knows the Nangong family well, and he can feel the personal temper of the Nangong family clearly. This Feng Yiyun is the most troublesome one in the Nangong family.

Feng Yiyun didn't go around in circles, and said bluntly: "I have heard that Mr. Mu started from scratch and made the group bigger and stronger at a young age. Forgive me for being abrupt, and I want to ask Mr. Mu to give advice to my ineffective son."

Ruan Qianya snorted coldly in her heart, she would admit that her son is not good enough, this kind of self-knowledge is really rare.

After understanding Feng Yiyun's thoughts, Mu Ningfeng smiled humbly, "Second Madam flatters me too much, I'm just messing around on my own."

"Then Mr. Mu rejected my invitation?"

Mu Ningfeng wanted to be vague, but Feng Yiyun pressed her every step of the way.

He hesitated for a moment, because he didn't want to make enemies for himself in his heart, and then agreed: "Thanks to the Second Madam, I am willing to communicate with the Second Young Master."

"It's our Haoxuan's honor." Feng Yiyun looked at Ruan Qianya as she was about to take her away, and asked with a smile, "Qianya shouldn't mind, right?"

Ruan Qianya wished she could stay away from Mu Ningfeng, so she shook her head, "You two, please go ahead."

Seeing Feng Yiyun take Mu Ningfeng away, Ruan Qianya finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Speaking of which, she would like to thank Feng Yiyun. If she hadn't taken Mu Ningfeng away, she might not be able to get rid of Mu Ningfeng's entanglement tonight.

At this time, a waiter happened to pass by. Ruan Qianya picked up the juice on his tray, said thank you, and drank several sips.

Looking up, he accidentally saw Jing Yihong, who was chatting with several shareholders of the group, holding a glass of red wine in his hand, with clear eyes.

For some reason, Ruan Qianya suddenly felt tired, as if the dance just now had exhausted all her strength, and her chest felt tight and uncomfortable.

Just in time, Nangong Lingyu returned to the venue, seeing Ruan Qianya's low interest, Fox asked, "What's the matter? Don't you like this kind of occasion?"

Ruan Qianya shook her head, and said in a low voice, "I'm not feeling well, I want to take a rest first."

"There are so many guests here today, and many of them are old people from the group. Don't you want to take this opportunity to win people's hearts?"

Ruan Qianya smiled sarcastically, "Isn't this just what Eldest Brother wants? If I take this opportunity to win people's hearts today, I'm afraid Eldest Brother will plan to kill me?"

Ruan Qianya straightened out what Nangong Lingyu was thinking, she just wanted to tell Nangong Lingyu that she could see clearly, she just didn't want to compete with them.

"You think I'm thinking too viciously." Nangong Lingyu glanced at her without questioning her words, "Go and rest."

Ruan Qianya lifted the hem of her skirt and left. At this moment, she only felt that she was so tired that she would fall down at any time.

Walking into the spare room on the top floor, in order to wake herself up, she went straight into the bathroom and buried herself in the bathtub.

On the other side, Jing Yihong had already been drunk a lot by the people in the group, and he wanted to refuse several times, but he didn't.

At this moment, Nangong Ming handed over a glass of red wine, but Jing Yihong didn't reach out to take it for a long time.

In the Nangong family, Nangong Ming's reputation is not very good.

Nangong Ming frowned, and asked with some displeasure: "What? Is Boss Ling planning to give my uncle some face?"

"Or does President Ling dislike me for being soft-spoken in the group and disdain to drink my glass of wine?"

All the directors present saw it with their own eyes. If he didn't drink, he would be accused of "snobbery" and "defiant" by Nangong Ming.

After a pause, Jing Yihong took the wine glass handed over by Nangong Ming, "Uncle misunderstood, it's just that I should be the one to toast you with this glass of wine."

He took the initiative to clink glasses with Nangong Ming, raised his head and drank the red wine in the glass in one gulp.

He didn't realize that there was a successful smile hidden at the corner of Nangong Ming's mouth.

Pushing cups and changing cups, toasting and toasting, Jing Yihong couldn't stand it no matter how good his drinking capacity was, so he could only use the excuse of being drunk, and was helped into the elevator by Nangong Lingyu.

As soon as he entered the elevator, Jing Yihong stood up straight, as if he was pretending to be drunk.

"Ling Qing, you are really more and more scheming now, even I was almost deceived by you." Nangong Lingyu brushed Ling Qing's hand off his shoulder, and hummed softly pretending to be angry.

Jing Yihong smiled helplessly, and did not explain for himself, but reminded: "Nangong Ming is a bit weird today, he deliberately encouraged those directors to toast, he clearly wanted to get me drunk on purpose, you'd better watch out for her."

"Nangong Ming?" Nangong Lingyu's brows gradually tightened as he read this name, "Don't worry, I know it well."

The elevator door opened, Nangong Lingyu glanced at Ling Qing with some anxiety, the blush on his cheeks was a little abnormal.

He asked worriedly, "Are you sure you can do it by yourself?"

"Of course." Jing Yihong smiled faintly, "I'm not drunk, and I don't need anyone to take care of me."

Nangong Lingyu felt a little relieved and pressed the elevator button.

Watching the elevator door close slowly, Jing Yihong didn't need to hide anymore, he tore off the neckline, but still couldn't dispel the hotness in his chest.

He gasped heavily, vaguely guessing that someone had tampered with the wine he was drinking.

As for this hands-on person, the first thing he thought of was Nangong Ming.

He originally thought that Nangong Ming just wanted to get himself drunk, but he neglected that he could also put something in the wine.

Walking quickly to the spare room, he needs to pour some cold water to calm himself down.

Pushing open the bathroom door, my whole body stiffened for a moment.

is her?Why is she here?