Chapter 192 Gong Banyan is a Cousin
Murong Qiao didn't know that the person she bumped into just now was her cousin Gong Banyan, so after apologizing, she went to find Murong Chen.
But Gong Banyan became interested in Murong Qiao.
Her gaze followed Murong Qiao all the time, and there was an intimacy in her heart that was hard to ignore. It was a kind of blood hub.
At this time, Murong Chen was exchanging greetings with others, talking about the recent situation of Shengjing Group.
This family gathering inevitably invited some friends, so it is also somewhat commercial.
"Brother." Murong Qiao called him softly.
Murong Chen took a look at Murong Qiao who was standing aside, and hurriedly spoke to the person in front of him. "Excuse me."
"There are a lot of people here today, if you are interested, you can also meet one or two people of the same age." Murong Chen said to Murong Qiao. "This time an elder is also here, we can get to know each other later."
Murong Chen was talking about Gong Banyan.
Because of Murong Qiao's return, the scale of this year's family gathering is larger than before. Some elders also brought their young people here, and they all want to get to know Murong Qiao more.
The mention of peers made Murong Qiao subconsciously think of the young lady he saw just now.
"Elder?" Murong Qiao was puzzled.
Hearing Murong Chen's somewhat respectful tone, Murong Qiao immediately pictured in his mind a respectable old man with a kind face.
"Yes," Murong Chen nodded, and wanted to talk to his sister, but saw another familiar face coming to say hello to him. "Later."
Seeing that his brother was busy, Murong Qiao didn't ask any further questions, and found a place to stand by himself.
Holding a plate of small pastries in her hand, she wandered her eyes in the front hall, but it was a pity that An Nuo was not by her side this time, which made Murong Qiao somewhat uncomfortable.
Moreover, many eyes are vaguely resting on her body, which really makes her a little uncomfortable.
"Murong Qiao?" It was the voice just now.
Murong Qiao followed the sound and saw the girl who spoke rudely just now.
Xu Yang didn't seem to think there was anything wrong with calling people by their names, so he walked up to Murong Qiao with his skirt lifted.
"Let's meet, my name is Xu Yang." She looked at Murong Qiao, but her tone was impolite.
Xu Yang would not have greeted her if the elders in the family wanted her to get acquainted with Murong Qiao.
Said they knew each other, but Xu Yang's appearance seemed annoying.
Murong Qiao nodded, moved slightly and did not speak.
Her negligence surprised Xu Yang, Xu Yang froze for a moment, and then felt offended.
Xu Yang turned cold, "I'm talking to you."
She has always been favored at home, no one has ever dared to treat her like Murong Qiao.
"Oh." Murong Qiao's tone remained unchanged, "So?"
She finally shifted her gaze from the cake to Xu Yang in front of her, but that casual attitude made Xu Yang anxious again.
"Is this the Murong family's upbringing?" Xu Yang stomped his feet. "I don't see a little bit of gold in you."
The Xu family is not bad in the circle, but it is not as good as the Murong family, so Xu Yang was told by the elders to befriend Murong Qiao.
It's a pity that Xu Yang doesn't have grand plans and great achievements in his mind, and only delicate and stupid are left in his spoiled mind. After learning that Murong Qiao is the daughter who came home halfway, he looks down on this Miss Murong from the bottom of his heart.
This contempt became even stronger after she reluctantly greeted Murong Qiao but failed to please him.
"My upbringing is only shown to respectful people." Murong Qiao did not show weakness.
She spoke in a cold tone, and looked at Xu Yang with sharp eyes like knives. The two of them only spoke a few words, but it was enough to make Murong Qiao lose his affection for her.
Xu Yang was even more annoyed when she heard her say this, "There are things that are born by mothers but not taught by mothers, no wonder you have such virtues when you become a daughter."
She had read some of Murong Qiao's materials before, but she was so offended by the other party at this time, she couldn't speak her mind and said it directly.
As soon as these words came out, Murong Qiao's expression turned cold, and his whole aura also changed.
Snapped!
She didn't even say anything extra, and just slapped Xu Yang.
The onlookers who were paying attention to the movements of the two were all stunned by this scene. They didn't expect this Miss Murong to make a move after a disagreement.
Xu Yang's voice just now was too low, so many people couldn't hear it clearly, but Gong Banyan, who was very close to him, could hear it clearly.
"It's very strong." Gong Banyan narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Murong Qiao.
She was originally observing Murong Qiao, and happened to catch this scene in her eyes, and Gong Banyan was even more interested in Murong Qiao's straightforward and neat performance.
In addition to the face that resembles Murong Yan, Murong Qiao's personality is also full of the appetite of being in the palace.
Murong Qiao didn't notice Gong Banyan's observation of him. Right now, anger surged in his chest, and he looked at Xu Yang with unkind eyes.
It is not enough to say that she is not well-bred, and then her mother is involved. Murong Qiao really thinks that Xu Yang is very courageous and dares to say anything.
"You—" Xu Yang covered his face and was also very angry, but when he met Murong Qiao's cold eyes, he suddenly couldn't say anything.
The burning pain on her cheek made her gasp slightly, but Xu Yang would not show weakness, and he didn't feel it was his fault when he was beaten at this time. The only thing he didn't expect was that Murong Qiao would do it right away.
Xu Yang is usually sarcastic, and he is used to poking people's pain points with his mouth.
But the pain that has not gone away reminds Xu Yang that Murong Qiao is different from those who dare not fight back against her.
"What's the matter?" A middle-aged man walked over with a frown.
His concerned eyes fell on Xu Yang, and he saw the red and swollen palm prints on Xu Yang's face at a glance.
The person who came was Xu Heng, Xu Yang's father, and also the current head of the Xu family.
When a daughter is beaten, a father cannot ignore it. Xu Heng glanced at Murong Qiao who was standing on the other side, and suddenly felt a headache.
"Miss Murong, my daughter is still young, and her words are a little ignorant." Xu Heng first admitted his mistake, "But you shouldn't hit someone."
He really dotes on his daughter, the meaning of the words is obvious.
Although my daughter said bad things about you, but you hit someone, you have to apologize.
Murong Qiao shook her hands, and before she could speak, someone spoke for her.
"I think it's very suitable." It was Gong Banyan.
She came over naturally and inserted into the conversation.
"If you didn't learn your lesson when you were young, wouldn't you dare to kill and set fire when you grow up?" Gong Banyan chuckled.
Although she had a smile on her face, her tone of voice was clearly protecting Murong Qiao.
Xu Heng originally frowned and wanted to make Murong Qiao apologize, but after seeing Gong Banyan, his thoughts disappeared and he made a quick decision.
It's good to mess with anyone, but don't mess with this aunt anyway.
"You're right." Xu Heng smiled apologetically.
The speed at which he changed his face made everyone sigh.
Murong Qiao looked at Gong Banyan curiously, not understanding why the other party suddenly came out to protect her.
She had a little impression of Gong Banyan, but that was the last time Jiang Chi investigated, she took a casual look and only knew that he was a singer.
"Besides, I heard it clearly from the side. Does Patriarch Xu need me to repeat what your daughter said?" Gong Banyan asked bluntly.
She likes to solve problems directly, with a straightforwardness that is incompatible with nobles and wealthy families.
Of course Xu Yang knew what kind of father he was. Hearing Gong Banyan's words that he didn't intend to save face for himself, Xu Heng immediately turned pale.