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Cheng Si noticed that the old man, Feng, had lost his temper, and he too felt his anger dissipate. He was not afraid of a confrontation; if the other party chose to soften their approach, he would not press the issue. With a snort, he fell silent.
At that moment, two young men were led into the room by a servant. One was noble and elegant, while the other exuded a charmingly rogue aura. Their striking appearances certainly raised the overall appeal of the gathering, and everyone turned their attention to the entrance, surprised that the main guest had not yet arrived.
Feng Rujiao had already received news that Yun Zhi Yue was not coming even before the two entered. Nevertheless, she stood up to greet them warmly. "You’ve arrived! Where is Yun Zhi Yue? I organized this banquet specifically for her; she wouldn’t dare to disrespect me, would she?"
Yun Shijiu replied bluntly, "Don’t worry. My sister will come. She’s just afraid she won’t be able to eat at a banquet like this, so she went to grab a bite first. She’ll be here later."
"The Feng family is the most prominent in this country; how could we dare not show up?"
Feng Rujiao’s expression remained unchanged as she smiled politely. "I understand you’ve been living in Yuan Cheng and don’t know much about Beijing. But please refrain from saying such things next time. The elite of Beijing are gathered here; the Feng family isn’t anything special."
This was a veiled mockery of Yun Shijiu’s lack of experience, yet it was delivered in a way that seemed caring. It could only be said that this Heavenly Queen had her own level of sophistication; no wonder her sister had suffered losses in the past.
Yun Yue Shi spoke up first, "Auntie, I apologize. My brother doesn’t know much about Beijing and didn’t mean to offend."
A burst of laughter erupted in response to the word "Auntie," as someone couldn’t hold back their amusement.
Even though Feng Rujiao was in her thirties and unmarried, while the two young men were barely in their twenties, calling her "Auntie" seemed inappropriate. In this society, it was common for someone in their thirties to be called "sister," and even those in their fifties might be addressed as such; it was an art of conversation. Clearly, Yun Yue Shi intended to provoke.
Seeing the three of them blocking the entrance, Nie Xi waved and called out, "Yue Shi Di Di, Shijiu! Come sit over here! I’ve missed you so much after just one day apart—especially you, Yue Yue! When will you finish your meal and come over?"
Yun Shijiu immediately shot back with a cold glare, "Who’s your brother? Have some shame!" Despite his words, he walked over anyway; he didn’t want to deal with Feng Rujiao’s provocations.
Yun Yue Shi also moved to take a seat nearby. "Let’s skip calling each other ‘brother’ and just use names instead. What if he turns out to be an uncle? That would make things awkward."
Just as Yun Shijiu took a sip of champagne, he nearly spat it out. He quickly swallowed it down and burst into laughter. "Are you trying to adopt a sharp-tongued persona to get my attention? Not gonna lie, it suits your style."
Yun Shijiu was always bold and unrestrained; even under scrutiny, he remained relaxed and carefree.
This attitude sparked discontent among many members of the Feng family present. What right did these ants have to be so arrogant?
At this table were two more members of the Feng family—rare identical twins named Feng Zuofeng.
In this dimension, the identity on the surface is that of Feng Rujiao's younger brother, but in reality, he is merely Feng Rujiao's personal attendant. The enemies of his master are naturally their enemies as well.
He raised his glass and stood up, saying, "My name is Feng Zuo, but you can call me Uncle Feng."
Yun Yue Shi seemed oblivious to the awkwardness of the situation and stood up to clink glasses with him naturally. "You don’t look old; there’s no need to rush into being an uncle. It gives off a rather comical vibe."
Pfft! Yun Shijiu was genuinely impressed by this second brother; every remark hit his funny bone. How had he never noticed Yun Yue Shi's talent for humor before?
Creak, creak.
The sound of their glasses clinking together drew everyone's attention. Feng Zuo and Yun Yue Shi did not separate their glasses; instead, they began to engage in a playful contest of strength.
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