Xia Sanghuan walked up to Lin Shan and reached out to loop her arm through hers.
She had originally wanted to continue watching Leng Chuanjin's show, but when she turned around, she saw her second elder brother walking towards her.
She shrank back behind Mrs. Leng somewhat nervously and whispered to the man in front of her.
"Second elder brother, why are you here?"
"Aren't you going to dance with them?"
She peeked around him to look at the group of young ladies behind him.
She saw that they were all glaring at her resentfully, as if they were going to pounce on her and scratch her face the next second.
Especially Xia Anying, who had just been mercilessly rejected by Leng Chuanjin. At this moment, she looked as if she could devour Xia Sanghuan alive.
"Not going."
He looked at her, his eyes filled with an emotion she couldn't understand.
Lin Shan glanced at Xia Sanghuan and then at her son, and then showed an expression of understanding.
She patted the girl's arm and said with a smile,
"Huanhuan, I'm going to have a word with Wanqing."
"You should have a good chat with Chuanjin."
Then she turned around and left. Before leaving, she gave her eldest son a meaningful look.
As soon as Mrs. Leng left, the girl immediately felt more eyes on her.
She felt uncomfortable and subconsciously wanted to escape.
However, Leng Chuanjin was quicker than her and blocked her way.
He also blocked the inquisitive looks from others.
"Are you hungry?"
"Do you want to get something to eat?"
Once he reminded her, she suddenly realized how hungry she was.
After all, it was almost dinner time when she came back from school.
As a result, she had been held up by this matter after she got back. Coupled with the dance with him just now, she was already starving.
Fortunately, there were prepared foods at the banquet that you could just pick up and eat.
He led her towards the long table filled with food.
"Eat."
"We'll talk about things after you're full."
By this time, she was too hungry to care about much. Hearing what the man said, she picked up a piece of cake and took small bites.
While the girl was eating, several young gentlemen walked towards her with two glasses of champagne, trying to strike up a conversation with her.
But there was always a Leng Chuanjin standing beside her. Every time before the other person could speak, he would take the glass of champagne away and then find an excuse to send the person away.
"What a gallant."
One of the young gentlemen muttered discontentedly after leaving, with his back to them.
"Hey, that's the woman Young Master Leng has his eye on. How dare you make a move?"
Another young gentleman also came over.
"However, it's rare to see Young Master Leng so concerned about a girl."
"Luckily I didn't join in with those women to make a fuss. Otherwise, tsk tsk tsk..."
Just thinking about the cold look in the eldest young master of the Leng family's eyes, one could tell that those who had participated in bullying Miss Fu would not end up well.
While everyone else was chatting merrily, Leng Wanqing had already been taken away from the banquet venue by Lin Shan.
Even Xia Anying was taken away by her.
She gave Xia Anying, who was looking indignant, a cold look and then said indifferently,
"You can go first."
"I'll talk to you after I've taken care of my daughter's business."
Naturally, Xia Anying didn't want to leave.
After all, it was rare for her to have contact with Leng Chuanjin. So what if she was rejected by him? She had her own ways to make Brother Chuanjin notice her again.
As if seeing through Xia Anying's thoughts, Lin Shan's face darkened.
"The driver sent to pick you up has already arrived at the main entrance. He will take you back to school."
"If you want to graduate from that school smoothly, I advise you to listen to me."
The woman's voice was soft and gentle, but it was like the cold wind in winter, making one shiver.
Xia Anying looked at her reluctantly and then resignedly lifted her skirt and left.
It was already very cold now. Before coming out, Lin Shan had only taken coats for herself and Leng Wanqing.
So it was no surprise that Xia Anying sneezed several times in a row.
Only after Xia Anying's back disappeared did Lin Shan withdraw her gaze.
But her expression didn't relax.
She looked seriously at her daughter.
"Wanqing, explain this to me."
Her tone was unyielding, as if she could see through her daughter's little thoughts at a glance.
But Leng Wanqing still wanted to struggle a little. She pretended to look innocent and looked at her mother.
"Mom, what else do you want me to explain?"
"I just advanced the time of the banquet by one day. Who would have thought that Xia Sanghuan..."
She trailed off because her mother's look was even more terrifying now.
Just like when she was a child and was caught doing something wrong, she lowered her head and stared at the tip of her high - heeled shoe.
"Do you know how much harm your actions will cause to Huanhuan?"
Lin Shan looked severely at her silent daughter.
Then, she sighed.
"Wanqing, I really can't understand."
"Why do you have such a big grudge against Huanhuan?"
Leng Wanqing pouted.
"I just hate her. What's her status? Why does she get to live in our house?"
"And you, big brother, and even Jingzhan like her more!"
"I'm not convinced. I should be the most favored one!"
Seeing that she showed no sign of repentance, Mrs. Leng rubbed her temples with a headache.
It was getting late tonight, and she still had to go back to the hospital to accompany Jingzhan. She simply didn't have the time to educate this willful little daughter of hers.
She took one last look at Leng Wanqing and left with a helpless sigh.
"Wanqing, you should think about some things carefully on your own."
Then she went back into the hall, leaving Leng Wanqing standing outside alone.
As soon as Lin Shan entered the door, she saw her son and Xia Sanghuan huddled together, chatting about something.
She saw a faint smile on her son's face, which was usually as cold as an iceberg. The anger that had been aroused by Leng Wanqing just now dissipated a lot.
She suddenly remembered that when she was dealing with matters at her maternal home a while ago, Leng Chuanjin suddenly called her.
At first, he was a bit coy and couldn't get to the point. Later, under her interrogation, he finally revealed his troubles.
"You're going to make a dress for a little girl?"
There was an uncontrollable excitement in her voice. After all, she had been waiting for so many years for her son to show interest in someone.
"Mom, can you keep your voice down?"
Leng Chuanjin on the other end of the phone rubbed his temples with a headache.
"So, does that designer you have still have free time?"
"Of course he does!"
Mrs. Leng answered with a smile.
Even if he didn't, she would make him squeeze out the time.
"Chuanjin, why do you suddenly want to give a little girl a dress?"
"What's the other person like?"
"Are you going to pursue her?"