The waiter who was entertaining there immediately smiled and said, "Customer, that guest is also invited by the guest to participate in the auction. Please take more responsibility."

The three young men with great superiority and self-feeling were not taken care of by the waiter's words. The young man in yellow said, "Even if he participates in the auction, he cannot let a beggar come in. If we are auctioning with the beggar, do we still want this face?"

Suddenly several people agreed, and they all wanted to drive the boy out.

The boy naturally heard it, and his face became even more uneasy. He finally met a kind-hearted person who could come in without getting the number card, but now he was about to be driven out by diners. The boy seemed a little nervous.

Yan Qingrui took the pot and poured a cup of tea, pushed it in his direction, and asked, "What's your name?"

The boy looked at Yan Qingrui gratefully, picked up the teacup with both hands, poured the tea inside, and then his mood stabilized a little. He naturally knew that Yan Qingrui was relieving his nervousness. He licked his lips and said, "My name is Leng Li!"

Yan Qingrui looked at him and said, "Leng Li, sit and wait with peace of mind, don't pay attention to anything else!"

Leng Li nodded vigorously.

The people at the next table saw that the waiter didn't go to drive the people away, but the master and servant on the table were indifferent and even more dissatisfied. They were dressed beautifully, had a good family background, and were generous in their actions. They didn't get a glance at the beauty. A little beggar could sit so close to the beauty, and their sense of imbalance suddenly emerged.

The young man in purple brought a glass of wine, walked over with a swagger, and said, "Don't be fooled by this little beggar. A little beggar is not qualified to sit at the same table with the girl. Why not go to our table to sit!" He looked at the empty seat left on Yan Qingrui's table and was about to sit down.

Yan Qingrui glanced at Xingyun. Xingyun understood and quietly hooked her feet and kicked the stool away.

The young man in purple was not careful and sat in the air and fell to the ground.

There was a loud noise, and the people in the hall looked at this side.

Yan Qingrui's position was originally very good, but because of the angle problem, it was not easy to attract attention, so even if she appeared in her original appearance, it did not attract many people's attention.

But at this moment, with a loud noise, everyone looked at him and saw a stunning woman sitting here, and couldn't help but take a breath. It was rare to have such a beautiful and refined woman in this world.

I heard that the most beautiful woman in the capital is the crown princess, but they have never seen her before. At this moment, this fairy-like woman is right in front of her.

Yan Qingrui almost never appeared in the capital before she was fourteen years old. Even if she became the Princess of Qinghe, she did not go shopping in the restaurant as she was originally. At this moment, those stunning, obscene, surprised, or ready to move looked over the people, her eyes were slightly cold, and she swept over the people coldly.

Several men who were eager to meet him stopped immediately.

The eyes were cold and cold, with a majesty that people dare not be slight, like the water of winter, which made them nimble and fight. Even if they were lustful, the people with heart were shocked by the eyes at this moment.

Besides, there are regulations for Tracing Clouds. If anyone causes trouble here, no matter who it is, he will never be entertained in the future.

Some people also don’t believe in evil, but they are really listed as rejecting hospitality.
Chapter completed!