Rong Yingying raised her eyebrows slightly, "Forget it, the one who laughs last is worthy of the wife's seat."
Duke Fu Rong Yu, Eldest Young Master Rong Yin, and Second Young Master Rong Ling also entered the venue one after another.
Rong Yu glanced at the third lady at the table, with a serious face, she found a corner and sat down without saying a word.
Rong Ling comforted from the side, "Don't be angry, Daddy. Third Sister let her go like this, it's just a stopgap measure. The dinner party will start later, and the best show is yet to come!"
After hearing this, Rong Yin frowned, turned his head to Yi Nan's ear and asked, "Recently, I'm recuperating in the mansion, what happened in the Prime Minister's mansion?"
"Except that the third lady came back to marry the third lady, nothing strange happened." Yi Nanfang replied truthfully, "It's just Miss Yingying..."
"What's wrong with Yingying?" Rong Yin frowned.
Yi Nan conveniently said, "It's inevitable for women to be jealous, so please don't bother to go in and mix things up, young master."
"No..." Rong Yin frowned, "Yingying must have been hiding something from me."
"Why did you say that, young master?" Yi Nanfang was slightly startled.
Rong Yin said, "What kind of temperament is my father? As a regular wife, Yingying cannot sit with Zhong Liyi. According to his father's personality, he has already lost his temper on the spot, but today he deliberately forbears... I am afraid that he has already dug a trap and waited for the other party. Jump down!"
"The young master means..." Yi Nanfang was taken aback.
"Even Rong Ling knows about this matter, but I don't. It can be seen that Yingying and us are not in the same mind." Rong Yin clenched her fists, "But she is my sister after all, I can't do it too badly. You go Remind Wan Yun, let her be careful."
"Yes." Yi Nanfang hurriedly left.
When Yi Nanfang walked to Dongfang Jing's side, Murong Qianjue was picking up the lychee and handing it to Dongfang Jing's mouth. Dongfang Jing was in a dilemma for a while, neither eating nor not eating.
Murong Qianjue's hand froze for a moment, he had to retract it, and as if angry, he ate it by himself.
Yi Nanfang bent down, leaned into Dongfang Jing's ear and said, "Miss Wanyun, my young master wants you to be careful of Miss Yingying."
After all, Yi Nan left the meeting in a hurry.
Jin Qiu stood close, apparently heard it, shook his hand, and spilled all the wine he was holding.
Dongfang Jing glanced back at her, and said calmly, "Go back to the house and change your clothes, don't catch a cold."
"Yes." Jin Qiu heard this, and left in a daze.
Lu Qiao frowned, stepped forward and asked, "Miss, do you think Jin Qiu's mother is acting strange recently?"
Dongfang Jing smiled without saying a word.
Lu Qiao asked again, "Then Yi Nanfang is very nice, what are you doing here looking for Miss?"
"He told me to be wary of Rong Yingying, fearing that something might happen tonight." Dongfang Jing said frankly.
Luqiao was taken aback, "An accident?! What will happen? Do you want the servant to do something?" She suddenly lost her mind and panicked, "What should we do? We don't know what the other party is going to do! "
"It's nothing more than tricks." Dongfang Jing looked at the stage with burning eyes.
The third lady had already brought Qingluo to the stage, accompanied by Qingluo, she danced lightly by herself. She was wearing a green peacock skirt with hips, and her body was covered with silver ornaments. When her waist was twisted, she was full of exotic styles.
A woman who is over forty years old has such an enchanting figure, even Dongfang Jing can't help admiring her.
"It's time to do it!"
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