Everyone is talking about it.
Some people couldn't help but amplify their voices, deliberately letting Feng Sufei hear them.
The servants of the Nanrong family were very angry. The young master usually cared about the young mistress, but no one knew it.
Moreover, this banquet was arranged by the young master.
No matter how angry they are, they can't say anything due to their humble status.
Feng Sufei actually heard what everyone said, but she was very indifferent.
She won't let these words affect her mood.
She is observing these people, who can be used and who cannot be used. You can see it through their attitudes at this meeting.
When Feng Sufei is calm, she always keeps herself in a rational state.
Fang Xiaoxiao gritted her teeth angrily and said, "One day we will let these people slap themselves in the face. There is no way they know how noble our Su Fei's status is."
In fact, in Fang Xiaoxiao's heart, she was almost certain that Feng Sufei was the queen.
The Queen is an existence that is above all others, the most noble existence.
On weekdays, no matter how powerful their family is, these people must be respectful to the queen. They don't know yet whether they are qualified to participate in the royal banquet.
If you want to talk to the Queen, they may not even be qualified!
Now, they should cherish this banquet opportunity and show their loyalty to Sophie. They are really stupid people.
It was not easy for Feng Sufei to persist, mainly because her feet hurt.
She didn't want Fang Xiaoxiao to find out, because Fang Xiaoxiao would definitely be unable to control his hot temper.
Just when they were fighting and whispering and looking at Feng Sufei with various eyes, Nanrong Huai'an appeared.
Even if Nanrong Huai'an is sitting on a chair, his aura is strong enough, equivalent to the local emperor in the northern part of country H.
As soon as he appeared, the banquet became much quieter. Everyone watched in silence as Young Master Nanrong came in.
Many people were embarrassed because just now they were discussing the relationship between Young Master Nanrong and this young mistress.
I don’t know if Young Master Nanrong heard it.
When Nanrong Huai'an appeared, Feng Sufei's heart beat fast.
She thought Nanrong Huai'an would not show up.
Nanrong Huai'an pushed the chair directly in front of Feng Sufei, took her hand and put it to her lips and kissed her, "My hands are cold, shouldn't I ask you to wear more clothes?"
Feng Sufei looked at Nanrong Huai'an's gentle expression. If it had been before, she would have been touched.
But now she smiles gracefully and shyly, but her heart is very calm, "I deliberately wore too little to make you feel bad."
Nanrong Huai'an sighed, "It does make me feel bad, fool."
As he spoke, he said to the people around him: "You didn't take good care of me, go down and receive your punishment."
Nanrong Huai'an's voice seemed calm, but it had a cold meaning.
He was expressing his attitude and his defense of Feng Sufei in front of everyone.
The people present at the banquet, who were still doubting and guessing, shuddered when they saw this scene. Young Master Nanrong rarely gets angry, and I heard that the punishments of the Nanrong family are very severe.
Those servants begged for mercy, but Nanrong Huai'an didn't listen and was as cruel as ever.
Seeing that it was useless to beg the young master, the servants turned to the young mistress instead.
Feng Sufei actually understood something. She deliberately acted coquettishly towards Nanrong Huai'an, "Huai'an, I wore too little on purpose. It has nothing to do with them, so just let them go! Okay?"
In an instant, Nanrong Huai'an's cold expression softened a lot, "You are just too soft-hearted!"
Such a loving and intimate scene made everyone no longer dare to doubt anything.