The Female Assassin Pretends to Be a Lamb in the Campus

Chapter 47

Feng Teng looked back and said to Xu Chao and the others who had walked over: “I just got here and happened to run into acquaintances, so I came over to say hello first.”

Before he had gotten close, Xu Mingchen had already noticed Qiao Ying. It was probably because Feng Teng was standing too close to her, making her too conspicuous.

And when Ye Jingning saw the person sitting in the chair, the faint smile that had been on her face the whole time cracked open.

She frowned, puzzled as to why Qiao Ying would be here.

Also, what did Mayor Feng mean by acquaintances? Who? Qiao Ying?

Li Lilian directly asked her son: “Xiao Yi, what did you call him?”

“Miss Qiao?” Ye Jingning almost cried out, quickly pressing her lips together.

She looked at Qiao Ying again, thinking that what kind of miss could Qiao Ying be? Mayor Feng must have mistaken her for someone else. But she quickly recalled the rumors at school.

Could Qiao Ying really have some background?

Xu Mingchen was also extremely surprised as he looked at Qiao Ying.

Feng Teng's form of address and the respect in his tone made Xu Chao look at Qiao Ying solemnly: “Miss Qiao?”

In his memory, there were no high officials or corporate leaders surnamed Qiao in Yuncheng. Even if there were, it wouldn't be enough to make the dignified Mayor Feng Teng be so respectful.

Maybe she wasn't from their Yuncheng.

"Nice to meet you, I'm Xu Chao," Xu Chao reached out to Qiao Ying.

When facing a girl about the same age as his son, Xu Chao still did not dare to be negligent.

However, the usually unconstrained Qiao Ying was not in a good mood at this moment, and naturally would not pay any attention.

"Miss Qiao doesn't like physical contact with others," Feng Teng explained.

"I was being presumptuous and did not consider carefully enough," Xu Chao was not bothered.

After all, for him to directly want to shake hands with a young girl was indeed inappropriate. Besides, given the attitude Feng Teng had towards her identity, it was normal for her to ignore him, the deputy mayor.

"Miss Qiao, shall we go upstairs to eat?" Feng Teng invited again.

At this moment, someone suddenly cried out in surprise: "Chairman Ye?"

Qiao Shengxiang, the third son of the Qiao family, suddenly recognized Ye Jingning's father standing behind Feng Teng's group. So he hurriedly got out of his seat and jogged over to Ye Jingning's father: "Oh my, it really is Chairman Ye. "

Ye Jingning's father looked at Qiao Shengxiang, who was eager and intimate like he had seen his own father, and had not reacted when Qiao Shengxiang grabbed his hand. Ye Jingning's father was forced to shake hands with the other party and asked: "You are?"

"I'm Qiao Shengxiang, the boss of Chengxiang Stone Material Factory. The materials used for the renovation of your hotel were delivered by me, Chairman Ye."

"Oh, Boss Qiao!" Ye Jingning's father seemed to remember that there was such a person.

"You flatter me too much by calling me boss, Chairman Ye. Just calling me Shengxiang is fine," Qiao Shengxiang was respectful and uneasy, overjoyed.

"Chairman Ye, you haven't eaten yet, right? Let me treat you, let me invite you upstairs to eat." Qiao Shengxiang pulled Ye Jingning's father and wanted to go upstairs.

"No, no, no, I came with Mayor Feng and Deputy Mayor Xu today. We'll do it another day, another day." Ye Jingning's father had put in a lot of effort to get into this dinner. How could he bother with some stone factory boss.

If it wasn't for seeing Qiao Shengxiang and the "Miss Qiao" that Feng Teng mentioned at the same table, he wouldn't have been so polite to Qiao Shengxiang.

"Mayor...Deputy Mayor?" Qiao Shengxiang was confused. He looked at Feng Teng and asked uncertainly: "Chairman Ye, you mean this gentleman is our mayor?"

"Mayor?" The Qiao family members couldn't help but softly cry out, looking back and forth between Feng Teng and Xu Chao, at a loss as to what to do.

"Hello everyone," Mayor Feng greeted the big table of people in a timely manner.

Xu Chao's father also nodded along.

After the greeting, Feng Teng lowered his head slightly and asked, "Miss Qiao, they are...?" He couldn't ignore this table of people anymore.

"I...we are Xiao Ying's family. I'm Xiao Ying's aunt," Aunt reacted quickly and immediately walked out a few steps to introduce herself.

"I'm Xiao Ying's uncle," Qiao Shengxiang also quickly said, no longer sitting arrogantly at the main seat.

"Mayor, I'm Xiao Ying's second uncle, and these are Xiao Ying's two younger brothers..." Second uncle pointed at his two sons.

For a while, the whole family scrambled forward, afraid of being left out.

"Very good, nice to meet you all," before Feng Teng could get acquainted with Qiao Ying's large extended family.

But he heard Qiao Ying, who had not spoken, say indifferently: "I'm not close with them."

Qiao Ying slowly stood up, too lazy to even look at their faces: "I can't afford these wealthy relatives. Mayor Feng, don't mind them."

Qiao Ying's words successfully left the Qiao family embarrassed where they stood.

Feng Teng understood when he saw this. He had checked Qiao Ying's background. She had never left Jiangxia District since she was little, her parents were the lowest level workers, her younger brother was disabled, and her ancestors three generations back were migrant workers.

No matter how he guessed, he couldn't figure out how a girl with such an ordinary background could be related to the prominent Qin family in the capital.

Moreover, their relationship was not shallow.

"Xiao Ying ah, auntie was wrong just now, I shouldn't have said that about you. Don't be angry with auntie. A family that quarrels noisily like this is very normal, right? How could there really be any deep hatred." Auntie immediately walked up, intimately trying to pull Qiao Ying's hand.

Only to be stopped by a cold look from Qiao Ying.

"Yes Xiao Ying, uncle was also wrong just now. Uncle apologizes to you. And brother, I really owe you an apology just now."

"Oh, so you all know how to turn your faces, and now you know how to speak nicely. Weren't you just ganging up to bully my family just now?" Looking at their faces, Li Lilian felt an unprecedented sense of relief and comfort that she had never felt before.

"Sister-in-law, don't say that," Auntie was capable of bending and stretching. Her skin was thick to a certain extent that her attitude took a 180 degree turn immediately, without even needing a buffer.

Feng Teng thought to himself: Miss Qiao really is from the same family as these people? They really don't seem alike, from temperament to personality.

"Dad? Dad! Are we eating this meal or not? If not, I'm going home," Feng Wenzhong had been standing in the lobby for a while now. Seeing that his dad was endlessly making small talk with others and seemingly deaf to his words, he had no choice but to impatiently walk over.

From afar, he saw Xu Mingchen and flipped his middle finger at Xu Mingchen's pretentious back as he walked over: "Everything about this guy is unpleasant."

Hearing Feng Wenzhong's voice, Xu Mingchen instinctively turned his head to look, then quickly turned his head back.

This glance made Feng Wenzhong criticize him even more harshly in his heart.

Feng Wenzhong walked over and said to his dad: "Dad, if you're not eating, I'm going home to sleep."

Feng Teng was annoyed with his troublesome son: "Can't you see I'm busy here? Go upstairs and wait for me first."

Feng Wenzhong: "I'm not eating anymore, I'm going home...huh?" Feng Wenzhong suddenly saw someone.

"You..." Before Feng Teng could kick his son, he saw his son suddenly staring at Qiao Ying.

"Huh? You?" Feng Wenzhong pointed at Qiao Ying: "Why do you look so familiar?"

"Stinky boy, put your hand down. This is Miss Qiao, don't be rude." Feng Teng was so angry that he directly slapped his son's hand down.

"Miss Qiao? Qiao Ying?" Feng Wenzhong stared wide-eyed, unable to control his hand as he pointed at Qiao Ying again, as if seeing a ghost: "It's you! Damn, it really is you. Why did you get so much thinner?"

"You know Miss Qiao?" Hearing that his son knew Qiao Ying, Feng Teng couldn't be bothered to hit his son's hand anymore.

"Know her! Of course I know her!" Feng Wenzhong was agitated: "The person Young Master Huo asked me to find was her!"