The voice was sweet and clear, like a March spring breeze, causing several people to look over. They saw a young girl and a young man walking towards them.
The young man beside the girl was tall, very charismatic, like a gentleman. Ying Zheng and Rong Quan didn’t recognize him, but Song Hongye took one glance and knew who he was.
A prominent young member of the Fang Family, second only to Fang Xiangzai in the younger generation.
As for the girl, she was even more famous in the Fang Family.
Rumored to be the grandfather’s favorite granddaughter.
Fang Yingying wasn’t tall, but her face was adorable and charming. The girl was always unconventional, for example, she currently had a ponytail sticking out, wearing a large coat, looking rebellious, like a female hooligan.
Song Hongye gave the girl a sidelong glance and said, "Fang Yingying, what brings you here to join the fun?"
Fang Yingying replied, "This is my brother Yi’s restaurant. Why can’t I come? I heard my brother Yi makes delicious barbecue, and I want to try the taste myself."
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Song Hongye sneered, "Calling him brother Yi, aren’t you afraid it sounds tacky?"
Fang Yingying giggled, "Not tacky at all, I actually feel closer to brother Yi."
"Is that so, then when he was oppressed by the person next to you, why didn’t you stand up to help your brother Yi?" Song Hongye retorted sarcastically.
Fang Muye beside Fang Yingying wasn’t angry at all; instead, he smiled slightly and said, "Song Hongye, this is an internal affair of the Fang Family, there’s no need for you to find faults. If you insist on doing this, then if there’s anything with your Song Family, can I also sit in to listen?"
Song Hongye said flatly, "You can, as long as you can walk through our Song Family’s door."
Fang Muye’s pupils shrank, and a cold gleam appeared in his eyes.
Fang Yingying suddenly clapped her hands and cheered, "You two should have a fight, and I’ll be the judge!" She was eager for chaos.
Song Hongye sneered and ignored Fang Yingying; this girl was notoriously scheming, and she didn’t want any entanglement with her. So, she turned and walked into the barbecue restaurant, with Song Duan following her.
When Song Hongye went in, Fang Yingying immediately puckered her cherry lips, "Tsk, boring, going in so quickly, not even playing with me..." As she spoke, her gaze fell on Ying Zheng and Rong Quan.
Ying Zheng and Rong Quan quickly bowed their heads, pretending as though they didn’t exist.
Fang Yingying muttered, striding into the barbecue restaurant.
Fang Muye smiled slightly and also walked in.
After they went inside, the two breathed a heavy sigh of relief.
They felt that entertaining these guests was incredibly nerve-wracking. Whether it was the Song Family or the Fang Family, some also from the Dragon Team; all kinds of people with uncommon status and position.
Of course, they didn’t know, some guests actually arrived uninvited.
In the café across from the barbecue restaurant, by the floor-to-ceiling window, Song Lejun was stirring the cup of coffee placed on the table in front of him with a spoon, occasionally looking towards the barbecue restaurant, a slight smile appearing on his lips.
Across from Song Lejun sat a middle-aged man, balding in a Mediterranean pattern, the whole person tense like a wound-up clockwork, grabbing his thighs with hands, restless.
He didn’t dare to act out, even hesitated to smile, anxious and fearful.
Just then, a fragrant wind swept by, making the middle-aged man involuntarily lift his head, his eyes suddenly brightening.