Chapter 43: Great Longevity (Three)
"Hey, isn't this my future sister-in-law?" Fang Ziyin walked over with a glass of champagne in hand, "Why aren't you dancing with my big brother?"
Su Ying Shui's face suddenly turned bright red, "I, I won't."
"How is that possible, the young lady of the Su family can't dance? " Fang Ziyin's eyes had undisguised malice, "But my brother is dancing with Miss Zhao right now, how about this, Zhao Yuan, you ask Miss Su to dance a dance. Your sister took away my brother's first dance, you have to compensate me for the future sister-in-law."
"Can't find it." Zhao Yuan smiled slightly and politely extended his hand, "Miss Su, give me some face, okay?"
Su Ying was so anxious that she almost cried, not only did she not know how to dance, but also because of an accident in her childhood, her left leg was slightly lame. Although after all these years of training, there was no big problem, but if you looked closely, there were still some strange things. If she had to dance, this defect would undoubtedly be exposed in front of everyone, so she always tried to avoid attending banquets whenever possible.
But today is the birthday of her fiancé's grandmother. If she doesn't come, it would be a loss of face for the Fang family and directly affect the marriage between the two families.
"Mr. Zhao, I'm so sorry, but I hurt my foot a few days ago and really can't do it." Su Ying Shui forced back tears, looking pitiful, yet how could she dare to come if she wasn't fully prepared?
As for her foot disease, Su's family had been hiding it very well, even Fang's family didn't understand the truth. Fang Ziying didn't like her, but she hadn't thought in this direction either.
Zhao Yuan's gaze fell on her slightly swollen feet, knowing that she was not speaking nonsense, and it was naturally not good to force her anymore. "That was Zhao Mou being rude, Miss Fang San, I don't know if you can give me this face?"
"It turns out I was just a compromise choice. Fang Ziyin has become more and more spoiled in recent years while living abroad, and immediately put on airs. The Zhao family is just a newly emerging nouveau riche family in recent years, and this Zhao Yuan, although he looks like a talented person, is not worthy of her condescending to dance with him."
Zhao Yuan's face sank, and he had an even worse impression of the Fang family. Fang Ziying first used him as a gun, and after he was no longer useful, she turned around and left without giving him any face. This kind of upbringing shows that the Fang family is not decent at all.
The atmosphere was tense and unpleasant, Su Ying Shui's eyes were somewhat gloomy as he gazed at Fang Zi Xuan who was sitting at the other end of the banquet hall, and he resented her even more than Fang Zi Ying for not helping him in his time of need.
"Zi Xuan, what are you looking at?" A soft and timid voice came from beside her, with an accent that was somewhat strange and awkward.
She raised her head from the book and looked at the pair of delicate children in front of her with a expressionless face, why was there always someone disturbing her peace wherever she went?
Looking at the two little black-eyed guys, she changed from initial annoyance to later helplessness. Honestly, she really didn't know how to get along with children, especially when they looked at her with such innocent eyes.
This pair of children are Fang Jianlan's kids. Five years ago, she gave birth to this pair of mixed-blood dragon and phoenix babies. The children who have been living in the US for many years speak fluent English, but their Chinese pronunciation is a bit strange.
"It's my sister." Fang Zixuan corrected them after staring at them for a few seconds.
"Ge ge, ge ge......" Long Fengtai chuckled and responded, still insisting on his own pronunciation.
"Sister."
"Step by step..."
Fang Zixuan and the two children stared at each other with wide eyes, and the scene fell into a stalemate.
Finally, a soft laugh broke the deadlock. The two children saw him and immediately rushed towards him, stretching out their hands to ask for a hug, apparently very familiar and intimate with him.
The young man didn't pick them up but just dropped a few light kisses on their faces, making the two little kids laugh nonstop.
She looked at him seriously, and vaguely remembered that she seemed to have seen him a few years ago. The young man was still sunny and optimistic, with a smile on his face, showing a row of white teeth. "Miss Fang Wu, long time no see."
Fang Zi Xuan nodded at him and said, "Hello."
After exchanging pleasantries, there was no further conversation. The young man didn't feel awkward at all and sat down beside her with a familiar air, "What have you been reading lately?"
Fang Zixuan expressionlessly stared at him as he chuckled and leaned over to take a peek at the book in her hand, " 'Mathematical Olympiad Problem Solving Dictionary'? You're reading this kind of book? I really can't tell, I remember last time you were reading the Civil Code, your interests are quite diverse."
His voice was somewhat distorted, as if he had seen the most incredible thing, but she just looked at him with an expressionless gaze, a kind of emotionless eyes that were very unpleasant, as if the person in front of her was an idiot.
This was the look she often wore, and whether it was Zhang Yun or Fang Jianlin, they would both subconsciously avoid her gaze, trying to avoid eye contact with her. But this young man in front of her didn't show any sign of retreat, still smiling brightly as he looked at her.
A few seconds later, she expressionlessly shifted her gaze away, lowered her head and continued to bury herself in the book. The eyes that had just exchanged a glance with hers were smiling, but she clearly saw that there was no smile in his eyes, only coldness and hostility. Her intuition made her feel danger, everyone has an instinct to seek benefits and avoid harm.
The young man, however, didn't feel the slightest bit awkward and instead smiled with great interest. He suddenly leaned in close to her, before she could even react, and gently lifted a strand of his black hair that was as smooth as silk. With an ambiguous expression, he sniffed it lightly at the tip of his nose. Before she could change her expression, he took a slight step back, looking down at her with a devilish smile that was both handsome and evil. "I'm really looking forward to the good show that's about to come."
Fang Zi Xuan's eyebrows furrowed tightly, not understanding what he was saying or why he suddenly did this. Her intuition told her that this person was a madman, but she didn't understand why he would find her. Before the words "please be careful" could leave her lips, her face was slapped with a loud smack.
"Fang Zi Xuan, you're too much!" Fang Zi Qian was so angry that her whole body was trembling, and her eyes were flashing with hatred, but years of upbringing made her throw out this slap, yet she couldn't say too many curse words.
She was stunned by this sudden slap. Fang Ziqian wasn't a gentle and delicate little white flower, how could she hit someone?
She slowly stood up, without shame or anger, her voice flat and even, yet with a serious pressure, "Why did you hit me?"
Fang Ziqian was staring at her, and before she could even respond, Zhang Yun rushed over and slapped Fang Ziqian without warning. The guests who were attracted by the commotion here were even more shocked, and the scene suddenly fell into an even greater chaos.