Being a Lady of an Influential Family: 338, shame (two more)

Of course, this was not what Madam Xing and Gong Sihe said, nor was it the three madams who broke their mouths, but the waiter in the cafe.

The entire ship's crew rests in one place, and this is the most leisurely time. The waiter in charge of cleaning got a big tip, which naturally spread among the staff very quickly.

Miss Zhang Si was always generous, and she felt embarrassed when she felt uncomfortable at the time, so she didn't look carefully and directly stuffed three pieces of ten yuan for the waiter. This is worth their monthly salary or even more, so people are envious and jealous, and naturally want to inquire about what happened. You pass me and I pass you, and finally not only the staff on the ship, but also the passengers know it.

In addition to the elites from all over the country, most of the people on this ship are people from the capital. Even the elites from all over the country say that they have not heard the legend of Mrs. Xing in the capital for half a month.

After all, what can a group of men get together to discuss without discussing women?

The eldest young lady of the rich and powerful can't talk casually, not only is it easy to offend a man with a bit of grace, but also should not talk about a good girl from a clean family. Naturally, only those female stars or socialites can be discussed by them.

Mrs. Xing claims to be a pianist, but in the eyes of many people, she is no different from a courtesan, and is naturally the object of their discussion.

It's one thing women hate Madam Xing, but it's weird that they vomit at the touch of her hair.

Some people stood on Mrs. Xing's side and thought that the fourth Miss Zhang family was too hypocritical and deliberately looked ugly to others.

Some people think that Miss Zhang Si may know something to have such a reaction. After all... even if you intentionally look ugly, you have to be able to spit it out.

Of course some people think it's just a coincidence that Miss Zhang Si is just not feeling well.

But regardless of that, Mrs. Xing is sure to lose face this time.

It would be fine if it was just passed on among young people. After all, no matter how much young people talk about it in private, it won't affect anyone other than Mrs. Xing.

There are very few warriors who dare to directly trouble the Prime Minister's daughter for the sake of beauty.

But for some reason, this matter even reached the ears of the upper-level bosses.

People such as the Dragon Supervisor Prince Mu, Deputy Chief Lu, just listen to them. At most, they are just making fun of Zhang Jing and asking him to take good care of his sister.

After all, none of them were interested in what Mrs. Xing did, so it was just a joke.

But it's another matter to hear it in the ears of a caring person.

So, when Leng Sa took Fu Fengcheng to lunch with Zhang Jingzhi's brothers and sisters at noon, someone still came to the door.

"Quiet, emblem."

Leng Sa looked at the well-dressed middle-aged man in front of him and sighed in his heart, and looked at Zhang Huizhi with some worry.

Zhang Huizhi no longer had the listlessness in the morning, his eyes were bright, firm and proud and smiled at Leng Sa.

Leng Ye felt that at that moment, Miss Zhang Si's eyes were written: I vomited, and I became stronger!

Zhang Jingzhi frowned slightly, but nodded politely, "Uncle Fan." Fan Ye and the Zhang family have a bit of a kinship, so he can be regarded as the elder brother and sister of the Zhang family.

Fan Ye glanced at Fu Fengcheng and Leng Sa, who were sitting opposite, and hesitated for a while before saying hello to them, "Young Master Fu, Mrs. Young Master."

Master Fu leaned against the sofa behind him, not even raising his eyelids.

Leng Sa curled the corners of his lips at him, but that smile can only be described in one word - a skinny smile, undisguised politeness and hypocrisy.

Fan Ye couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth. He didn't know where he had offended these two. But he didn't come to find these two people, let alone rely on them to eat, so he didn't think much but looked at Zhang Huizhi, "Huizhi is not feeling well in the morning?"

Zhang Huizhi blinked and said in a soft voice, "No, it's good."

Fan Ye couldn't help frowning, and sighed, "Hui Zhizhi doesn't know what impact your morning behavior has caused?"

Zhang Huizhi looked blank, "I didn't do anything in the morning. After chatting with Sa Sa for a while, I went back to my room and went to sleep. Did something happen?"

Zhang Jingzhi reached out and touched her little sister's head, "No."

Leng Sa said with a serious face, "No."

Zhang Huizhi nodded and looked up at Fan Ye, "Uncle Fan, I didn't do anything."

Fan Ye was a little irritable. He always felt that the attitude of the four young people in front of him was very unfriendly to him.

But thinking of Awei's grievances crying secretly in the room and not daring to let others know, I feel that Zhang Huizhi is too naive.

It was also Mrs. Zhang who passed away early. Zhang Bi hasn't remarried in these years, and her brother's family relationship is normal. Zhang Huizhi doesn't have a mother to teach him, even the upbringing of the prime minister's daughter is a problem.

"Mrs. Xing just wanted to say hello and say a few words to you in the morning, so... wouldn't this embarrass people? The Prime Minister's daughter should not do such a rude thing. Go back and apologize to Mrs. Xing, Let's just say that you are... seasick, so you vomit." Fan Ye said.

Zhang Huizhi frowned and said, "But, I'm not seasick. If I'm still alive and kicking, won't everyone know that I lied? I can't lie."

Fan Ye was silent for a while and said, "You... rest in your room these days, I..."

"Fan Chu!" Zhang Jingzhi's eyes were slightly dark, and he said lightly.

Fan Ye was shocked. Zhang Jingyi always called him Uncle Fan. Although he wasn't close, he always respected him.

This is the first time he has called him to work in such a cold voice.

Zhang Jingzhi raised her eyes and looked at him with a calm expression, "My sister is in good health, so she doesn't have to stay in the room all day to rest."

"But..."

Zhang Jingzhi cut off his words, "No but, I'm her elder brother. If there is anything wrong with her, I will naturally take care of her. If I can't take care of her, there is my father. We are going to have lunch, so Fan Chu must have someone else. I won't leave you."

Fan Ye's face changed, but out of the corner of his eyes he caught a cold flash.

I saw Fu Fengcheng playing with the western knife on the table. The tableware in front of others was neatly placed, but he was the only one who turned the knife at his fingertips.

Somehow, Fan Ye felt that the knife that didn't look sharp was very dangerous, and he felt a chill in his neck.

Fu Fengcheng chuckled and said lightly, "Director Fan, the scenery on the third floor was good last night?"

Fan Ye's identity does not qualify him to live on the third floor.

Fan Ye was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, and his face changed instantly when he reacted.

I couldn't help turning my head to look at Zhang Huizhi, who turned his face away in disgust.

With such an obvious hint, how could Fan Ye not know what was going on? Thinking of what he did on the third floor last night, Fan Ye's face suddenly turned red and purple, and the colors were very exciting.

"I..."

Last night's Ecstasy has turned into an endless shame at this moment.

Fan Ye couldn't stay any longer, just looking at the four young people in front of him, he didn't know how to leave the stage.

Zhang Jingzhi lowered her eyes and said indifferently, "Fan Chu must be unwell, so please ask first."

Fan Ye took a deep look at Zhang Jingzhi's brothers and sisters, and turned away without saying anything. He knew in his heart that he would never return to his former image in the eyes of the Zhang brothers and sisters.

Zhang Jingzhi sighed, reached out and touched Zhang Huizhi's head, smiled at Fu Fengcheng and Leng Sa, "It made you two laugh."

Leng Sa doesn't care, "What does this have to do with Zhang Shao?"

Zhang Huizhi also nodded again and again, "That's right, it's not eldest brother's fault. When I go back, I'll tell my father to ignore him again! Drive him back home to eat himself!"

Zhang Jingzhi sighed helplessly, this little sister is really well protected to be so naive. If the dignified prime minister can decide the appointment and dismissal of a person because of such a thing, then he would not have gone crazy long ago?

Who really knows what those high-sounding people look like in private?

There are not a few people who are like Fan Ye or even worse than him.

"Fu Shao is still refreshing." Zhang Jingzhi looked at Fu Fengcheng and smiled. After all, he still wanted to be respectful to each other. As long as Fan Ye didn't go too far, he wouldn't expose his old bottom in front of Fan Ye.

Fu Fengcheng glanced at him and said lightly, "Don't you think this Mrs. Xing is very interesting?"

Zhang Jingyi was stunned, "What do you mean?"

"Why didn't you learn the piano from Mrs. Xing?" Fu Fengcheng asked.

Zhang Jingzhi said, "My father said that I am old and should learn something else. I don't have any outstanding talent in this area, so I don't need to die."

"Really?" Fu Fengcheng raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at him.

Zhang Jingzhi was silent for a while, then smiled lightly, "Otherwise, what else could there be?"

Fu Fengcheng didn't care either, "Just be happy."

Leng Sa's eyes wandered back and forth between the two of them curiously. What melons are there to eat this time?

Fu Fengcheng gave her a look: go back and talk.

Nodding coldly, all right.