The second generation couldn't help but be stunned when they saw that the distinguished guest Mu Xiaoxue was waiting for was not Zhao Yiming, the son of the Zhao family, but a young man they had never met.

"Brothers, do you know whose son this is?"

Everyone shook their heads, staring at each other with big eyes.

"But looking at what he's wearing, it's all Taobao hits, shouldn't he be a person in our circle?"

A second-generation rich family, with arrogance on his face, said with disdain.

"But he looks so handsome, cool, a bit like Baggio, the prince of melancholy!"

A very innocent girl with a ponytail, holding her heart in her hands, shouted like a nymphomaniac.

However, she soon attracted the eyes of the second generation.

"Cut, it's great to be handsome, can it be eaten as food, or can it be used as money?"

At this moment, Mu Xiaoxue led Ning Yuan to these second generations, and introduced generously:

"This is my classmate, Ning Yuan!"

Immediately, she pointed to the second generations and introduced them to Ning Yuan one by one.

"These are my friends, as well as the children of my parents!"

"This is the Song Dynasty, this is Tang Hao, this is Yuanyuan......"

Out of the most basic courtesy, every time Mu Xiaoxue introduced one, Ning Yuan bowed slightly to show his friendliness.

However, these second-generation people, looking at Ning Yuan, were full of disdain, as if they were looking at something else.

However, Ning Yuan chose to ignore all of these.

To be more precise, it is too lazy to meet this group of ordinary people.

Just when the scene was slightly embarrassing, I don't know who shouted.

"Zhao Yiming, the son of the Zhao family, has arrived!"

Hearing that Zhao Yiming was coming, these second-generation people flocked to it like flies seeing, and they all wanted to see the peerless demeanor of Zhao Yiming, the dragon among people, as soon as possible.

Zhao Yiming, twenty-four years old this year, is a descendant of the Zhao family in the imperial capital. He has very handsome facial features and always has a smile on his face. Moreover, because he studied at the Royal Academy in England, he made every gesture the style of Western aristocracy.

With a unique gentlemanly smile, he greeted the second generation who greeted him very warmly. The whole hall is like his fan meeting.

As he spoke, Zhao Yiming's eyes were blazing, turning back and forth in the crowd, as if he was looking for something?

Finally, his eyes fell on Mu Xiaoxue's body.

However, when he saw Ning Yuan beside Mu Xiaoxue, the smile on his face stiffened slightly.

Inadvertently, he asked a tall girl beside him, "Who is that friend, and why does he look so angry?"

This girl's name is Zhang Yuanyuan, and she is Mu Xiaoxue's best friend.

Zhang Yuanyuan looked down on Ning Yuan a little, so she said with disgust: "It seems to be a high school classmate of Xiaoxue, what is Ning Yuan!"

Hearing the name "Ning Yuan", Zhao Yiming couldn't help but be stunned.

Back then, the kid who insulted his sister Zhao Yuhan's innocence in the Xia family seemed to be called Ning Yuan.

It's just that Ning Yuan, as early as three years ago, had already committed suicide by throwing himself into the Yangtze River, and he didn't even find a corpse.

Zhang Yuanyuan saw that Zhao Yiming's face was a little unpleasant, so she took it for granted that this was because she was snubbed by Mu Xiaoxue.

Immediately, she trotted over and said in a complaining tone: "Xiaoxue, Zhao Gongzi flew thousands of miles from England to celebrate your birthday, don't you know how to greet you?"

As she spoke, she forcibly dragged Mu Xiaoxue over.

Mu Xiaoxue smiled politely and said, "Brother Yiming, you're here!"

When Zhao Yiming saw Mu Xiaoxue, his eyes couldn't help but light up.

When Old Man Mu was not retired, he lived next door to their house.

It can be said that he watched Mu Xiaoxue grow up, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a childhood sweetheart.

However, before, he didn't have much love for Mu Xiaoxue.

After all, Mu Xiaoxue was still young at that time, and her body had just begun to develop.

Unexpectedly, it has only been two or three years, and he has already been so slim and elegant, so that he, a veteran of hunting beauty who often haunts the flowers, can't help but be excited.

Zhao Yiming smiled like a gentleman and wanted to touch Mu Xiaoxue's head as before.

However, this time, Mu Xiaoxue instinctively took a step back.

Moreover, she was still subconsciously looking towards Ning Yuan, as if she was afraid that he would misunderstand.

After all, being touched on the head by the opposite sex is an act that indicates a very intimate relationship.

What made her a little disappointed was that Ning Yuan was boredly fiddling with the goblet in her hand and didn't look this way.

Zhao Yiming's hand froze in mid-air, looking very embarrassed.

Mu Xiaoxue also noticed Zhao Yiming's embarrassment at this time, so she smiled politely but embarrassedly, and said:

"Brother Yiming, I'm eighteen years old today, and I'm an adult, why do you still treat me as a child?"

Zhao Yiming retracted his hand stupidly, and said with a sneer: "In my place, you will always be the little girl who loves to cry!"

Immediately, he inadvertently looked at Ning Yuan, pretending to be indifferent, and asked tentatively:

"Xiaoxue, that shouldn't be your boyfriend, right?"

Hearing Zhao Yiming's words, Mu Xiaoxue immediately flew into the double frequency.

The most interesting thing is that she didn't even have any intention of vetoing, but blushed and looked at Ning Yuan with an ambiguous look.

It was this affectionate look that directly helped Ning Yuan fill the hatred value.

Suddenly, all the second generations, looking at Ning Yuan, were full of angry flames.

If the eyes can also kill, the current Ning Yuan is estimated to have been pierced through the heart by ten thousand arrows, and the body will be dismembered by the blade.

You must know that Mu Xiaoxue is the goddess of dreams in their minds who can only be watched from a distance and cannot be blasphemed.

But now it's good, I was given a head start.

The most unbearable thing for them is that the boy who took the lead turned out to be just a poor boy from an ordinary background.

If Zhao Yiming hugs the beauty, they, the second generation, will only be envious, never jealous, and will not feel angry.

After all, the Zhao family is one of the eight great families in the imperial capital.

Zhao Yiming is one of the four princes, the real dragon among people.

Whether it is fighting for family background, status, or talent, they are ashamed of themselves and convinced of losing.

But if Ning Yuan was born in a poor family, this would be tantamount to a great shame for them.

Although Ning Yuan has never been in love, he has a deep understanding of human nature.

Seeing this scene, he shook his head helplessly in his heart.

Hey, women are trouble, and when they come up, they know how to pull hatred for themselves.

It seems that this time, I can't keep a low profile!

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