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Chapter 15

"Sorry, if you don't make an appointment, you can only eat on this floor. The private room upstairs must be made in advance." The waiter said politely.

Qianshizhai has nine floors in total. The first floor is open, but from the second floor to the ninth floor, they are all private rooms, so you must make an appointment in advance.

"It's okay, I'll do it on this floor." Jian Qing had made some simple strategies before coming, and picked a seat by the window and walked over.

When Jian Qing stepped into the restaurant, the guests on the first floor paid attention to her. After all, it was difficult to avoid attracting attention without attracting attention. Some of them were from couples or couples. Seeing that his partner was staring at other women, women who were more beautiful than them, no woman could be jealous. The eyes of Jian Qing were all a little jealous and annoying.

A faint fragrance of sandalwood filled the tip of the nose, and the hollowed-out window shot into the fine sunlight of starry spots, falling on Jian Qing's curled eyelashes, casting a faint eye shadow.

After ordering the dishes, Jian Qing then leisurely looked at the decorations in the restaurant, with wild and atmospheric layouts, similar to natural and beautiful lines. The calligraphy scrolls were hung on the wall, and there were several screens in the middle that blocked them. When people saw it, they couldn't help but feel a little calm in the noisy downtown.

The dishes were served quickly. Jian Qing took the chopsticks and ate them slowly. Her narrow and charming eyes narrowed with satisfaction, and her originally delicate face made people unable to see them.

I wanted to have a good meal, but some people just were uneasy and wanted to find fault when they were idle.

"Yeah, who is this?" A pretended gentle voice sounded, which seemed a little abrupt in this quiet space.

"Isn't this just Miss Jian Qing, who dreams of turning a sparrow into a phoenix?"

The woman's voice was not small, and it attracted the attention of the guests in the restaurant.

The cold light in Jian Qing's eyes suddenly condensed, but the chopsticks still stopped and continued to eat without any haste.

Haha, it seems that her meal is not delicious today!

Today is the weekend. Yang Xiang and his friends are fine. They made an appointment with An Yu and his friends to have a dinner together. The Qianshizhai was just the right choice. In the capital, all the well-known people like to eat at Qianshizhai. After all, this is also a way to show off their identity in secret.

The position that Jian Qing picked was diagonally opposite the stairs. Yang Xiang and his group saw her when they walked in. A few days ago, because of Jian Qing, their mother suffered a lot of grievances because of Jian Qing. Now that she saw Jian Qing alone, Yang Xiang would not let her go so easily.

An Yu and his friends didn't have any good feelings for Jian Qingben, especially because they knew that Jian Qing was the illegitimate daughter of their father. An Yu and An Yu hated Jian Qing to the core, so they were happy to see Yang Xiang's troubles.

"Why, I was admitted by my great-grandfather, and I was so arrogant?"

Several people stopped in front of Jian Qing. Yang Xiang looked at Jian Qing disdainfully and spoke sarcastically, "I don't even look at your own identity."

Seeing Jian Qing ignore them, Yang Xiang's words were more mean and unpleasant, and his eyes were full of despised expressions. "Look at your shabby clothes, you even came to Qianshizhai for dinner. Don't wait and can't afford it. It would be bad if you lose the face of our An family."

Today, Jian Qing was wearing a black casual outfit and a pair of sneakers. She didn't wear any jewelry on her body, but only a backpack. She looked like a girl next door, full of vitality and charming.

Jian Qing put down the chopsticks, picked up the tea cup beside him and took a sip of the tea. He looked out the window with his eyes, and had no intention of paying attention to Yang Xiang and others.

Seeing Jian Qing still ignoring them, Yang Xiang's face turned dark and he couldn't help but get angry, "Jian Qing, don't pretend you don't hear me. It feels so noble that you are. You just want to climb up to the big tree of our Anjia, right. You should be very clear about this."

The sharp voices made people feel very harsh. Many people in the restaurant looked over with curiosity. When they touched Jian Qing's face, a stunning look flashed in their eyes.

Such a beautiful little girl Liang actually had a fight with the An family. It seemed like she was going to be in trouble. It was a pity.

All the things that happened at the birthday party that day were blocked by Old Master An. People outside naturally didn't know the relationship between Jian Qing and An's family. Besides, An Yu and the others were not happy with Jian Qing, and they would not mention their relationship with Jian Qing everywhere to outsiders.

After drinking the tea slowly, Jian Qing put down the cup in his hand, then turned his eyes to Yang Xiang and his group, and a light curve was drawn from the corner of his lips, "Does there be more flies when the weather gets hot?"

Jian Qing's voice was neither loud nor small, and everyone around could hear it clearly. Some people couldn't help laughing.

"puff--"

What does it mean to curse people without swearing? They should really observe this level of cursing people at such a high level.

Yang Xiang and others' expressions changed. As the pride of the emperor, they were always surrounded by stars. There was no such thing as being slapped in the face.

"Jian Qing, who are you scolding?" Yang Xiang's face turned distorted in anger, and pointed at Jian Qing and shouted.

Jian Qing sat on the chair but did not lose any momentum at all. A cold laugh broke out between her lips, "Did I say anything?"

"Jian Qing, since you want to enter the An family's door, you'd better be honest, otherwise no one can protect you if something happens." An Yu, who was silent on the side, couldn't hold it in his arms at this time and said coldly and frosty.

Looking at the monster face in front of her, An Yu wanted to cut it directly. From her mother, she learned that Jian Qing's mother was the mistress who destroyed their family. What qualifications does a vixen's daughter have to be loved by her great-grandfather? Humph, she is not worthy.

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I wish all the cute little kids a happy Dragon Boat Festival, Momoda
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