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The Elder of the Feng Family was merely an elder from the Phoenix Clan, his status and identity nowhere near as esteemed as that of Feng Rujiao, the young lady of the Phoenix Clan, especially considering her position as the Heavenly Queen.
At this moment, he sat beside the Elder of the Nie Family, fully aware that he was there just for show. He needed to read Feng Rujiao's expressions, so rather than risk saying too much, he chose to maintain a cool demeanor, responding in a lukewarm manner. This behavior did not raise any eyebrows; after all, it was well-known that the Elder of the Feng Family was not one for conversation.
Across the table from him, the Elder of the Nie Family looked in surprise at Guo Zongsi, who was dressed in a Zhongshan suit and appeared quite spirited. Given Guo's status, how could he possibly attend a welcoming banquet for Yun Zhi Yue, Sister Three of the Feng Family? It was important to note that Cheng Si was a top military official; such a person would not typically grace such a mundane gathering with their presence.
Cheng Si had even switched his drink from alcohol to juice, taking pride in this decision as he took a hearty sip and declared, "I came here for that girl, Yun Zhi Yue."
The banquet fell silent at his words. After a brief moment of stillness, Nie Laoyezi expressed his confusion: "Does that child know Cheng Si?"
Cheng Si waved his hand dismissively. "Recently, many people in the capital have been investigating her. I just wanted to take a look at her information. Once I did, I was astonished; I've never seen such a high-minded child."
He continued to speak about how she had nurtured her two younger brothers to become pillars of the nation while remaining humble herself. From a young age, she had cared for the environment and continued to prioritize it as she grew older. She was so dedicated that even when she took leave during the day, she would stay up late to finish her work. Earning just over two thousand yuan a month for so many years made him feel ashamed in comparison.
"This child has fully demonstrated her patriotic qualities," he said. "Her shining points are precisely what many young people lack today. I should have noticed her sooner. Now that she's in the capital, I must take care of her."
Nie Xi listened to her grandfather's words and nearly burst out laughing. She quickly took a sip of champagne to cover it up, her eyes sparkling with amusement.
Nie Laoyezi was taken aback; how could one interpret patriotism this way? After reading about Yun Zhi Yue and knowing about her dedication to cleaning the streets, he had simply thought she was unwell.
The Elder of the Feng Family caught Feng Rujiao's glance and immediately scoffed. "Patriotism isn't about being so devoted; perhaps she has some psychological issues that drive her obsession with cleaning streets."
He considered Yun Yue Shi to have some merit, but as for Yun Shijiu—the woman who repeatedly caused trouble and resorted to violence—she relied solely on money to resolve issues. What kind of brilliance could she possibly possess if she raised such a brother?
The Elder's attitude made others sense something amiss; it seemed Yun Zhi Yue had touched upon a taboo subject. Many cast subtle glances toward Nie Zhui.
Feeling rebutted, Cheng Si became displeased on the spot. "What do you know? There are reasons behind every fight; you can't just look at one side!"
He continued passionately: "These three children came from an orphanage and were often bullied—should they not fight back? As for young people dating, that's perfectly normal; they will naturally mature over time."
"In my youth, women were fond of me too; I even knocked out a president's tooth! And look at me now—I'm still Guo Zongsi! You’re old enough to know better than to gossip about young people behind their backs!"
The Elder of the Feng Family felt his face flush with anger; how dare this mere human speak so rudely to him? He sensed Feng Rujiao’s gaze upon him and suppressed his fury, maintaining a stoic silence.
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