The Ghost King and the Demon Queen

There was no one in the hall, just a few people in the dining area, sitting and talking.

Qingcheng asked the waiter for a glass of water and sat down in the dining area.

"Qingcheng, do you want to eat?" Feng Xiran knew that ordinary food was not to her liking, so she asked the chef to prepare another dinner.

"No need, don't stay with me, Dad won't blame you." Qingcheng never regarded Feng Xiran as an elder brother, but only as a relative, maybe a little bit of a friend.

"I'm very happy, it's my honor." Feng Xiran ordered a glass of juice from the waiter, apparently planning to sit for a long time.

Qingcheng didn't speak, picked up the water glass and took a sip of water.

At this time, a man came with a glass of red wine. He was dressed very stylishly. He wore a white shirt with a slightly open collar, no tie, and a small black suit, flamboyant and frivolous.

No one invited him to sit down, he had already sat on the chair next to Qingcheng, put the wine glass on the table, and it seemed that he planned to sit for a long time.

Feng Xiran was a little displeased, but because the other party was a guest, it was inconvenient to chase them away.

"Mr. Feng, Miss Feng, I'm Ning Shaoxuan, nice to meet you." Ning Shaoxuan greeted the two of them, but his eyes were on Feng Qingcheng. Although Feng Xi'er was stunning, this eldest lady was even more mysterious.

"I've heard of Mr. Ning for a long time, and it has appeared on the headlines of every major weekly magazine." Feng Xiran said bluntly.

These headlines are, of course, gossip.

"Rumours are unbelievable. Reporters like to make stories out of nothing. Coupled with the angle of the camera, it is very easy for people to misunderstand." Ning Shaoxuan finally looked at Feng Xiran, and it was the first formal meeting with Feng Xiran. Where did Feng Xiran's hostility towards him come from? Come?

Feng Xiran had already achieved his goal, so he didn't talk to her.

"Miss Feng, I have something I want to talk to you alone." Ning Shaoxuan said, the implication was to make Feng Xiran leave the scene wisely.

Feng Qingcheng didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, and it's the same at this moment.

Feng Xiran had no intention of leaving the arena, Ning Shaoxuan was the one who should have left the arena from the beginning to the end, and Ning Shaoxuan had always been whimsical.

Seeing that Feng Qingcheng didn't speak, Ning Shaoxuan mistakenly thought that she acquiesced in Feng Xiran's stay, and that the relationship between brother and sister was extraordinary.

Thus, Ning Shaoxuan began to break the news: "Miss Feng, it was my father's illegitimate son, Ning Qingjun, who stopped you at the venue just now."

"And then?" Feng Qingcheng spoke unprecedentedly.

Feng Xiran was surprised, seeing her calm expression, he couldn't figure out what she meant for a while, she seldom spoke, cherished words like gold, and never cared about these trivial matters.

Ning Shaoxuan mistakenly thought that his words worked, and couldn't help but feel a little elated, and continued:

"Ning Qingjun looks similar to you, Miss Feng, but he is by no means as kind and elegant as you, Miss Feng. When he was born, his biological mother sold him to my father for money, and he is even more sinister. , not only doing evil in the Ning family, disrespectful of elders, but also plotting my Ning family's property, Miss Feng, you have to be careful of him."

Feng Qingcheng didn't speak.

Feng Xiran frowned, it seemed that he had to investigate this Ning Qingjun carefully, because this person aroused Qingcheng's curiosity.

"Miss Feng, can I invite you to dance?" Ning Shaoxuan finished breaking the news, and he was full of confidence in his charm.

Feng Qingcheng still did not speak.

It was Feng Xiran who spoke: "Mr. Ning, do you mind if I remind you?"

"Hehe, of course I don't mind, please tell me." Ning Shaoxuan smiled.

"Mr. Ning, you have lip prints on your collar. I have a spare dress at home, in case guests get dirty, do you need a waiter to take you there?" Feng Xiran looked at the other party's collar.

Ning Shaoxuan subconsciously looked down at the collar, the smile on his face froze, and a swear word burst out in his heart: shit!

In the end, Ning Shaoxuan had to leave.