Chapter 354: Chapter 354 Gong Xiaoqing (6th Update)
Song Yi looked at the smiling Zhang Dong, did not reach out his hand, just nodded slightly, and then continued walking forward.
Zhang Dong stood awkwardly in the distance, his facial expressions fluctuating uncertainly.
These kinds of banquets were actually very boring.
That’s why An Yan and her two maids did not come.
Xue An watched Song Yi, who was mingling lightheartedly with people from several Great Clans, shook his head to himself, then found a corner to sit down and began leisurely sipping red wine.
However, his gaze was quickly drawn to Gong Xiaoqing, who sat not far away, her complexion pale.
The burdens this woman carries are quite interesting! Xue An thought to himself as he sipped his wine.
Gong Xiaoqing, seemingly feeling Xue An’s gaze, looked up and saw a nondescript young man sitting not far away. When she looked at him, the young man raised his glass to her in a gesture.
Gong Xiaoqing thought she would be annoyed, but when her eyes met the young man’s, the nausea and fear that had been entwined around her heart suddenly vanished, and she felt a very comfortable sense of quiet.
Huh.
Gong Xiaoqing let out a soft exclamation inside and couldn’t help but become interested in Xue An, so she too raised her glass in gesture.
Xue An smiled faintly, took a sip of red wine, and then looked down, no longer regarding her.
Gong Xiaoqing, meanwhile, scrutinized Xue An more closely.
Xue An was still using a disguise to conceal his real appearance.
So he looked just like an ordinary person.
Even his clothes did not reveal much, except that the young man seemed to have a very noble aura.
Gong Xiaoqing thought to herself and, as if compelled by some inexplicable force, stood up and walked towards Xue An.
“Hello!” Gong Xiaoqing stood in front of Xue An and said with a smile.
Xue An looked up, nodded slightly, and said indifferently, “Hello!”
Gong Xiaoqing was somewhat surprised; she had expected to see a look of delight on Xue An’s face, but there was none, not even a ripple in the calmness of his eyes.
“May I sit here?” Gong Xiaoqing’s curiosity grew and she asked, pointing to a spot next to Xue An.
Xue An smiled, “Please do!”
After Gong Xiaoqing sat down, she once again looked closely at Xue An.
She was curious as to why such plain features could have such radiant and profound eyes.
At the same time, there was a very pleasant fragrance coming from Xue An.
Gong Xiaoqing felt her head, which had been somewhat groggy, suddenly clear up a lot after smelling this scent.
“This gentleman seems unfamiliar,” Gong Xiaoqing said.
“Oh, I just came over from the mainland!” Xue An replied casually.
Ah, no wonder.
“So Master Song and you…?”
“He is a distant relative of my teacher!” Xue An made up a lie on the spot.
“Oh! My name is Gong Xiaoqing, nice to meet you!” Hearing that Xue An was neither from a Noble family nor the son of a rich man, Gong Xiaoqing felt a hint of disappointment but still stretched out her hand with a smile.
Xue An did not move, just glanced at her delicate hand, and said with a faint smile, “Miss Gong seems to be a celebrity?”
Gong Xiaoqing retracted her hand somewhat awkwardly and nodded, “Yes!”
“Oh! No wonder!” Xue An murmured to himself.
“Hmm? Is there a problem?” Not understanding, Gong Xiaoqing asked.
“Nothing!” Xue An shook his head.
While Gong Xiaoqing was diligently trying to make conversation with Xue An,
Zhang Dong was watching from a distance with an unhappy expression.
Who is this man, chatting so merrily with Gong Xiaoqing?
A face I’ve never seen before!
Could he have come here with Master Song?
Zhang Dong pondered, then walked over.
“Miss Gong, why are you sitting here idly?” Zhang Dong said with a beaming smile.
Upon seeing him, Gong Xiaoqing’s expression soured.
“Mr. Zhang, I don’t need to report to you about where I sit!”
“Of course not!” Zhang Dong replied, but his gaze was fixed on Xue An.
Who is this man with such an ordinary appearance?
“This friend, I’m very pleased to meet you, I am Zhang Dong!” Zhang Dong condescendingly stretched out his hand, looking down on Xue An.
In his opinion, just announcing his name would surely make this man tremble.
But he was disappointed.
Xue An didn’t even lift his head to look at him, continuing to sit comfortably on the sofa sipping his red wine.
Zhang Dong’s face grew ugly, and after retracting his hand with great annoyance, he said sternly, “Does this gentleman have a problem with his hearing? Otherwise, why can’t he even hear people talking?”
As he spoke, a scornful smile appeared on Zhang Dong’s face. He wanted to continue speaking, but Xue An looked up at him.
That indifferent glance made Zhang Dong feel as if his whole body was frozen, unable even to blink.
Then Xue An looked down and spoke one word in a calm tone.
“Scram!”
Zhang Dong felt as if his chest had been struck by a heavy hammer; he staggered back several steps, his face turned pale, and he looked at Xue An with a hint of fear in his eyes.
Xue An couldn’t be bothered with such trash and turned to address the stunned Gong Xiaoqing, “Miss Gong, have you been feeling restless these last couple of days?”
Gong Xiaoqing, recovering from her shock, nodded vigorously, “Yes! It started around last night. I haven’t been able to sleep, and even when I do, I keep having terrible nightmares. Sir, can you solve this for me?”
Hope filled Gong Xiaoqing’s face.
Xue An smiled slightly, “The solution is simple, I can do it now, but the thing inside you is quite peculiar. I’m curious, have you offended anyone?”
Just as Gong Xiaoqing was about to speak, Zhang Dong couldn’t help but sneer, “So we have a charlatan here! Xiaoqing, be careful not to be deceived. Losing money is one thing, but if you’re fooled in other ways, heh…”
Zhang Dong’s words were incredibly malicious.
Unable to contain her anger, Gong Xiaoqing shouted, “He is Master Song’s nephew, and what concern is my business to you? If you keep spouting nonsense, I’ll call security!”
Zhang Dong sneered, “Go ahead, I’d like to see who gets thrown out!”
Zhang Dong, still brooding over being verbally dismissed by Xue An, kept his gaze fixed on him.
He believed Xue An to be nothing but a street con artist.
Which master wasn’t in their forties or fifties, with the air of an immortal?
This man looked utterly ordinary; what abilities could he possibly possess?
Meanwhile, their dispute had attracted the attention of many onlookers.
Song Yi and several elders from the noble families were conversing.
Upon hearing the commotion here, they all glanced over.
When Song Yi saw it was Xue An, he appeared slightly taken aback, and a smile emerged on his face.
It seemed someone was about to be unlucky.
The elders from the noble families with him couldn’t help but ask, “Master Song, this young man came with you, didn’t he? Do you want to step in and say a few words?”
Song Yi shook his head, “No need! He can handle it on his own.”