Chapter 1131: There Are Wind Chimes in the South and Hengmu in the North (Three Hundred and Ninety-Four)

When Feng Ling and Ji Nuan went to T University to meet, Ji Nuan really did as Li Nanheng said, lifted Feng Ling's clothes, checked up and down for a long time, and looked at her clothes that seemed to have healed on the surface, but still I don't know how long it will take to get rid of the several wounds of the scar, and I frowned for a long time.

Fortunately, Feng Ling was a quiet person, she would say whatever Ji Nuan asked her, and she didn't complain about herself, and the topic gradually turned to what activities she was going to participate in at night.

"It's the family banquet of the chairman of the EP Group, Mr. Al Qaeda, who is located in the overseas Chinese area. Didn't our studio have contact with the EP Group when we were in Haicheng before, and we just signed a cooperation agreement recently, Mr. Al Qaeda My family moved back to China from the United States, and I just settled down in T City. I invited the heads of major partners at home and abroad to drink and eat at his home. It was a simple family banquet, but there may be many people going there. A little bit."

"So are you going to choose a dress now?"

"There is no need for a dress. Old Mr. Al Qaeda emphasized that it is only a family banquet. He hopes that there will be more friends who are guests, but he doesn't want to make it too grand. It is good to wear something more formal."

Feng Ling looked at Ji Nuan's expression full of spring breeze, and knew that she had completely reconciled with Mr. Mo, and that she did not continue the cold war, and her mood relaxed a lot, otherwise, watching Ji Nuan try to keep calm every day She really couldn't bear to see her attitude. Sure enough, everything should be happy to make people feel at ease.

Some time ago, when I saw Ji Nuan in a daze in front of the apartment window, I really felt distressed.

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At half past six that night.

Mr. Al Qaeda is located in a villa with an area of ​​2,000 square meters in the wealthy area of ​​T City.

Although it has entered winter, the weather is very good, the sky is full of stars, and the temperature is not as cold as imagined. There are many guests, and many ladies choose to wear dresses. In the brightly lit villa, every People's faces are so dazzling.

Well-trained waiters are laying out expensive and exquisite desserts and drinks.

The guests arrived one after another, and there were many of them.

After 7:30 in the evening, the more people there were in the yard, the hotter it became.

In the study on the second floor of the main house, old Mr. Al Qaeda had just left. Qin Siting and Li Nanheng, who were specially invited by Mr. Al Qaeda to talk in the study, stood by the window. Qin Siting looked out the window, and Li Nanheng stood on the other side to ventilate. He lit a cigarette.

Seeing those Yingyingyanyans coming in from downstairs, Qin Siting was about to pick up his mobile phone to call the hospital, but at this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a woman coming down from a car in front, looking When clearing the woman's face, he said with a meaningful smile: "Nanheng, come over and see who is here."

The fireworks between Li Nanheng's fingers were flickering, and his eyes looked lightly towards the direction outside the window pointed by Qin Siting on the other side. When he saw that the person who came was Feng Mingzhu, the expression on his face did not change. : "It seems that this was tipped off by the old man's subordinates, who knew my whereabouts."

Qin Siting smiled, sat on the sofa, casually flipped through the secret agreement on the underground military and firearms trade that Mr. Al Qaeda had sincerely invited them to read just now, and at the same time glanced at him: "How about you Go down and entertain yourself? Miss Feng, I think she is really attached to you."

"I'm going down? It's not as good as you going down if I go down. Doctor Qin looks like Pan'an. In order to see you, the lady from a famous family who chased you would rather pretend to be sick and run outside the clinic of your city hospital to line up. Why don't you help me get rid of Feng Mingzhu? Just let her focus on you."

Qin Siting raised the corners of his lips, and his clear and clear eyes were full of teasing: "That's so embarrassing, after all, this young lady has been in love with you for many years, how can I hook up with such an infatuated lady."

Li Nanheng scoffed, and casually extinguished the cigarette butt in the Shui Ri ashtray, there was a "hiss—" in the air, and then it was quiet.

"After all, Doctor Qin doesn't have a woman by his side now.

Shi Niange recently didn't intend to have any contact with you at all, and it's not the case that your side has been empty all the time. "

While speaking, Li Nanheng walked to the window where Qin Siting was.

At the entrance of the courtyard, Feng Mingzhu had just walked in and was greeting a few acquaintances who had been in contact with the Feng family in the United States. Just a dozen meters behind Feng Mingzhu, a familiar car stopped, and the rear door opened , Ji Nuan, who was wearing a high-end white suit with a very feminine workplace style, appeared in everyone's field of vision. Knowing that the person who came was the legendary Mrs. Mo, everyone immediately surrounded her.

Only Li Nanheng looked at the figure who got out of the car casually from the driver's seat.

Feng Ling was wearing a white lady's shirt and black jeans, with a simple thin cashmere short jacket over the shirt, and a pair of black leather boots that she usually likes to wear under her feet. At the scene, she was still simple and clean without any makeup, and her hair was clean and fluffy without even doing any styling. She followed behind Ji Nuan and raised her hand at the right time to block the crowd that surrounded Ji Nuan. There was indifference in his eyes, but on the surface he maintained a bit of politeness, let the others make way first, let Mrs. Mo pass by, and don't surround people like this.

Seeing that Li Nanheng was standing in front of the window and seemed to be looking at something very seriously, Qin Siting took his eyes away from the agreement in his hand, and looked out again in a blink of an eye.

When he saw Ji Nuan and Feng Ling, he raised his eyebrows clearly, and said at the same time: "The scarf on this Feng Ling's neck is not bad, it's rare to see a touch of red on her body."

Indeed, Feng Ling, who was walking in with Ji Nuan in the yard, was wearing a simple attire, but a rare red scarf was worn around her neck. The color matched most of the black on her body. It's a bit of the European and American style that girls like nowadays.

"It's really good." Li Nanheng curled his lips.

Qin Siting casually raised Yaren's deep eyebrows. I think she rarely wears these trivial things on her body. Could it be that Ji Nuan was too enthusiastic to knit a scarf for her?

Li Nanheng: "You think Ji Nuan seems to have the time to weave scarves?"

"That's weird, it's not in line with Feng Ling's usual habits." Qin Siting said something deliberately joking, and then said with a half-smile: "Could it be that some wild man was afraid that she would catch a cold and sent her to her specially? of?"

The wild man gave him a cold look.

Only then did Qin Siting make an expression of sudden realization: "Hey, could it be that this wild man is you?"

Li Nanheng snorted coldly, then looked at the figure in the yard and the warm red ball on Feng Ling's neck, a trace of relief flashed in his eyes.