Outdoors, Feng Yin took out a cigarette from the cigarette case. Song Yu went over to help him light it. Feng Yin gently held the other person's hand and tilted his head. His facial features flickered in and out of light and dark, like a carefully carved work of art.

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Song Yu lamented the beauty of her boss and wondered about Su Qiyan's behavior, "Why did Miss Su fall in love with Qin Liang..."

"Don't mention her in the future." Feng Yin held the cigarette between his fingers. As he spoke, a figure came out of another exit of the banquet hall and stood in the corridor talking on the phone.

It's Su Qiyan.

The call was from Wen Jiali, asking her if she had seen the prince of the Feng family who had returned from the imperial capital.

Su Qiyan leaned on the pillar in the corridor. The banquet hall was very noisy, and even outside, she had to speak at a higher volume.

"Mom, why are you asking him?"

"...I heard that President Yin wants her little daughter to be close to him. If they get along well, you and President Yin's daughter will become cousins..."

Su Qiyan understood and laughed out loud, "Mom, this is not why you arranged for me to go on a blind date, right?"

"What are you talking about? Of course it's because Qin Liang is a good man and wants you to develop a relationship with him."

Su Qiyan took off her high heels and rubbed her calves with her fingers while talking to Wen Jiali. She talked to Wen Jiali about Chen Yuyao, "Chen Yuyao already knows about my blind date, but she said she is interested in the second master of the Feng family."

Feng Yin raised his eyebrows, and smoke slowly flowed from his lips, blurring his vision.

Song Yu looked to the side and pricked up his ears to listen.

Su Qiyan bent down and continued to rub his sore legs, "The second master of the Feng family... likes to be held up by others. Chen Yuyao is very good at holding up men and has a physique that is easy to push down. I can't tell... hum."

There was some sarcasm in his tone, and he even joked, "Isn't this the plot of a domineering president falling in love with me? Mom, you like to watch it the most."

Song Yu secretly looked at Feng Yin again.

There was no expression on Fengyin's face. He took a puff of cigarette, got up and walked to the banquet hall, but when he was about to enter, he flicked the cigarette butt out with his finger.

On the other side, Su Qiyan shook his coat in panic, "Oh, who threw the cigarette butts!"

Looking up, he only saw half of Song Yu's heel.

Su Qiyan quickly checked Qin Liang's suit, fearing that the cigarette butt had burned the clothes. Fortunately, the clothes were fine, but the smoking half of the cigarette butt made her curious, so she knelt down and picked up the cigarette butt.

This is a Tegon cigarette. Last night, the second master of the Feng family, Feng Yin, took this cigarette and flicked the ashes into the ashtray in front of her.

There is no doubt that this cigarette butt was thrown away by Feng Yin. What does that mean?

Su Qiyan entered the banquet hall, glanced around the crowd, and easily spotted Feng Yin. His appearance was so eye-catching that he could be seen by anyone standing next to him.

At this time, he was talking to Qin Liang.

Su Qiyan narrowly thought that he must have spoken ill of her in front of Qin Liang. For example, she was a money-worshiping girl who relied on having a socialite best friend to fish for a wealthy son-in-law. She was the kind of person who refused to admit it even if she was caught.

Fengyin continued to talk to Qin Liang. He didn't know if he noticed Su Qiyan's gaze. He raised his eyes and glanced at her. Then he looked at her intently while talking to Qin Liang.

During this time, the corners of his mouth raised in contempt.

Su Qiyan felt that she needed to talk to him alone.

When Fengyin and Qin Liang finished talking and left the banquet hall, Su Qiyan saw the right opportunity and blocked him outside.

"Second Master, let's have a chat."

Feng Yin stopped.

Su Qiyan got straight to the point, "Do you have a misunderstanding about me?"

Feng Yin said nothing, with his hands in his trouser pockets and his face raised slightly as he looked at her.

His silence is actually more oppressive than his words.

Su Qiyan was still a little confused in her heart, but she still had to say, "Second Master, not all women like to climb high branches, and some high branches may not be high branches in my eyes."

"Are you done?" Feng Yin's tone was very calm, and no emotion could be heard.

"That's it."

"Then go away."

"..." Su Qiyan looked at his back and her teeth itched with anger. She was clearly very angry when she came out.

Forget it, she may not really get along with Qin Liang. This person will never meet again, so she can tolerate peace and quiet for a while.
Chapter completed!