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C54 Son of a B Tch

At this moment, Qian Qing caught a glimpse of Ouyang Qian and the other rich girls walking towards them from the corner of her eye.

Qian Qing really wanted to pretend to be ostriches and quails, but the two young ladies beside her had already greeted them in an elegant manner.

Ouyang Qian's appearance was absolutely beautiful. It was not a gorgeous and bewitching beauty, but a cold beauty. It made people not dare to get close to the blasphemous beauty, like a snow lotus that grew on a snowy peak. She was holy and beautiful. She wore a pure white fishtail dress which revealed her perfect and proud body.

The proud and arrogant beautiful eyes sized Qian Qing up and down and said faintly, "May I know which family's young lady is this?"

Qian Qing smiled and said, "I am not a young lady from a prestigious family. I am just an ordinary person."

Sure enough, the group of young ladies covered their mouths and looked at Qian Qing with arrogance and disdain, "I have already said it. How can such a rude person come from a prestigious family?"

"You think that you can jump over the dragon gate just because you climb up to Young Master Xiao? The poor are the poor. They look like the reincarnation of a hungry ghost."

Three or three pairs of eyes mocked and mocked him.

Qian Qing and the other two looked at them indifferently as if they were looking at a group of clowns.

The people at the banquet, because of this group of beautiful and prominent young ladies, gathered together and more or less paid attention to the situation on this side.

Everyone looked at Qian Qing and the other two's indifferent expressions, then looked at the group of young ladies who had mocking and mocking expressions on their faces. They could not help but shake their heads.

However, when everyone was holding Qian Qing's wrist, there were people who came out to fight for justice.

Hsu Yihui hurriedly blocked in front of Qian Qing and her face was filled with pity and pity, "Ladies and gentlemen, she is my younger sister, the second miss of our Xu Family. Please do not hurt her."

"Xu Family? When did the Xu Family have a second miss?" A seemingly bossy girl beside Ouyang Qian asked curiously.

Hsu Yihui looked somewhat awkwardly at the young ladies present and then looked at Qian Qing. She seemed to have made up her mind and said, "She is my half-sister!"

Everyone was in an uproar and all kinds of probing gazes landed on Qian Qing and Hsu Yihui.

Sure enough, the delicate facial features of the two were somewhat similar. Their eyebrows were as gentle as water and soft as twin flowers.

The gorgeous clothes moved gracefully, and her bright eyes looked around.

Many of the young geniuses and young masters of the aristocratic families sized Hsu Yihui up from afar. Their eyes revealed some interest. Although the Xu family's family background could not be considered a good one, furthermore, Hsu Yihui's beautiful eyes were filled with smoke. Her beauty was like a weak willow, and she was also a rare beauty. It was not a bad choice to marry such a woman back home.

At this time, Hsu Yihui also knew that everyone was looking at her. She suppressed the excitement in her heart and still put on a deeply brotherly look on her face.

"So it is an illegitimate daughter."

No one knew who said this sentence, but it seemed to ignite everyone's heart of gossip.

"How shameless. How could she have the face to appear in such an occasion?"

"With this kind of shady identity, if it was me, I wouldn't be able to come out to meet people for the rest of my life."

At this time, Ouyang Qian looked at Qian Qing with a few more traces of disgust and coldly said, "Another illegitimate child..."

Ann Manyue saw everyone's face full of disdain and ridicule and sneered and interrupted, "She is my cousin's girlfriend."

When these words came out, everyone present had different expressions.

The young ladies who were talking non-stop and feeling complacent just now had unconcealable jealousy and hatred in their eyes. That's right. So what if she was an illegitimate child who couldn't be exposed? So what if she was poor? She was Xiao Yi's girlfriend now...

The cold god that they could never get close to actually doted on her and smiled at her. They could only look at him in admiration from afar, not even touching his clothes. But she could hold his hand by his side and feel his body temperature. How could they not be jealous?

When Ouyang Qian heard these words, there was a trace of gloominess between her brows.

Ye Yue pulled Qian Qing's hand and her face was even more disdainful and arrogant than theirs, "A woman's face of jealousy is really ugly!"

Then she turned her head to look at Hsu Yihui and sneered, "The young miss of the Xu Family also does not need to randomly get close to her relatives here. She pretended to be deeply in love with her sister but her acting skills are too bad, making people want to vomit when they see her."

Hsu Yihui's delicate face turned pale and looked at Ye Yue in embarrassment, "Miss Ye misunderstood, I..."

But before she could finish speaking, the lights in the venue dimmed and the spotlight was turned on the stage in the middle of the venue.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the stage and no one paid attention to what she said. Hsu Yihui secretly hated but could only angrily shut her mouth.

An old man with a white beard walked onto the stage with a crutch and kindly look. His eyes were gentle but between his brows, one could still see the swift and decisive actions of his youth.

He paused for a moment and smiled, "Thank you all for taking the time to attend tonight's banquet. I am here to express my sincere gratitude to all of you. Tonight's banquet was mainly to announce two things. First, whoever finds the ring in the Ouyang family first will be the next patriarch of the Ouyang family."

As soon as these words were spoken, the crowd burst into an uproar once again.

Ouyang Hua was smiling humbly and gently under the stage, but no one saw the resentment and injustice in his eyes.

Old Master narrowed his eyes and sized up the crowd below the stage, then he said, "The second is the descendants of the Ouyang family returning to their ancestors."

The lights on the stage were extinguished once again. Everyone couldn't help but feel curious. What did this bastard look like? Why was it worth Old Master introducing him?

When the lights turned on again, everyone below the stage gasped.

He was like a prince on a white horse in a fairy tale, with black hair and white clothes. He had a pair of amber eyes, and there was a hint of gentleness between his brows. His sexy thin lips gently rose, elegant and noble, and his perfect facial features seemed to have been carefully carved out by the Hand of God.

"This... Isn't this Senior Brother Qing Yan?" A girl asked excitedly.

"Yes, yes! It really is Senior Brother! Could it be that Senior Brother is really the young master of the Ouyang family?"

"Ah! With such a beautiful face and such an illustrious background! He really is a prince! "

Old Master looked at Tan Qingyan lovingly and said," He is my eldest son's direct grandson, change his name to Ouyang Qing. "

Tan Qingyan smiled elegantly and ignored all the gazes from the audience. His mellow voice slowly echoed in the banquet hall. "Hello everyone, I am Ouyang Qing."

His tone was filled with hidden excitement and excitement, but it disappeared in an instant. He was still elegant and indifferent.

The words eldest son and grandson had pushed the atmosphere of the banquet to the climax. Wasn't it said that he was an illegitimate child? How did he become the eldest son's first grandson again?

The smiles on the faces of Ouyang Hua and the others below the stage became gentler and gentler, but the ferociousness in their eyes made them look timid.

Everyone whispered to each other, carefully looking at Tan Qingyan under the light, estimating this newly promoted young master.

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