Ning Chen shrugged his shoulders, and finally held his head in his hands, returned to the silent corner, and bowed his head to drink.

Zhao Wanqing was temporarily called away by Zhao Sanjia, and he should be busy dealing with other guests, so he was the only one left here.

As for Murong Qingyi, who was surrounded by the crowd over there, he really gathered thousands of favors in one.

This stunning woman who is twenty years old and has a legendary life experience is wearing a deliberately cut stand-up collar tunic, with her hair coiled up, bright eyes, and a heroic posture that does not let her eyebrows be sassy.

The facial features are delicate but sharp, and the figure is delicate but not weak.

She has a composure that is rare for ordinary women, and even in the face of hundreds of people's pursuit and support, she only nodded lightly and smiled.

Words and deeds are generous.

This kind of woman who combines temperament and beauty is amazing when she sees her for the first time.

Looking at it again, it's still amazing.

Occasionally, there is a glimpse, like a fairy descending.

It is no wonder that her appearance will gather many supporters, such a beautiful woman, even if she is not known as the first 'female national player' in today's chess world, can attract a group of diehards by virtue of her appearance.

However, it can also be seen from the atmosphere of the scene that not everyone can get close to this legendary woman.

At the top are people from the four wealthy families.

Followed by several respected old-timers in the chess world, accompanied by all the way.

And then in the end, there are other rich people, powerful people.

In the end, it is naturally the little people who come to join in the fun.

Ning Chen looked at the crowded scene, and immediately gave up the idea of looking at Murong Qingyi, drinking quietly alone, but also at ease.

But just as he took a sip of the mellow wine, before he had time to taste it, his eyes were covered by a pair of plain hands, and the instantaneous woman's fragrance made his heart move.

"Guess who I am?" The woman asked Ning Chen with a clear suppressed voice.

A smile appeared on the corner of Ning Chen's mouth, "Smoke and rain!" ”

"You guessed so accurately?" Chen Yanyu muttered, taking advantage of no one's attention, slippery into Ning Chen's arms.

Ning Chen was surprised, "Why are you here too?" ”

"You haven't answered why I guessed so accurately?" Chen Yanyu poked Ning Chen's chin with his index finger and asked a little stubbornly.

"Your taste, I'm familiar with it." Ning Chen gave an explanation.

Chen Yanyu's eyes lit up, and he deliberately sniffed his body left and right, then shrugged his shoulders and said with joy, "Murong Qingyi is a big man, my brother wanted to see this strange woman a long time ago, this time she came to Fengtian, my brother naturally won't miss the opportunity." ”

"So you're here too?" Ning Chen said.

"Uh-huh." Chen Yanyu nodded nonchalantly, and then approached Ning Chen, "How is it, do you feel that I am beautiful or Murong Qingyi is beautiful?" ”

"I didn't see Murong Qingyi." Ning Chen was helpless.

"Then don't see you, lest you empathize and don't fall in love." Chen Yanyu smiled, and when everyone was hugging Murong Qingyi, he raised his head and kissed Ning Chen.

Ning Chen patted Chen Yanyu's head and scolded with a smile, "Eccentric." ”

"By the way, why are you here too?" Chen Yanyu was surprised, she said, "I thought I was wrong just now, but after sneaking closer, I found that it was really you." ”

"Invited." Ning Chen bared his teeth and boasted to himself, "The little master is one of the guests at tonight's banquet, and he is the guest invited by the initiator. ”

"Bragging again." Chen Yanyu expressed disbelief.

Ning Chen didn't explain, but what he said just now was no problem, after all, it was a young man who Cao Zhen had taken care of by name, and it was not an exaggeration to say that he was a key invite.

The two hadn't seen each other for a while, and the sudden meeting was like dry wood meeting fire.

If it weren't for the public, it would not be too intimate, and the two would love to get into each other's bodies.

Don't take advantage of it, bastard!

How could Ning Chen admit that he was a bastard?

"The clothes are good, you can reach in at once, but you don't have to unbutton it." Ning Chen said with a hippie smile while kneading Chen Yanyu's fragrant milk.

Chen Yanyu's face was slightly red, he shrank his body, buried his head in Ning Chen's arms, stuck out his tongue and begged for mercy, "Don't make trouble, it's ...... itchy."

"Itchy?" Ning Chen raised his eyebrows, pretending to be puzzled, "Haven't I seen you for many days, my skills are rusty?" ”

"No, I'll have to pinch and find the trick."

Chen Yanyu pressed Ning Chen's arm with his two jade hands, wanting to beg for mercy, but he couldn't bear it, so he simply shrank his body again and hid in Ning Chen's wide body.

The hustle and bustle of the scene finally settled down.

Murong Qingyi, as the finale guest, has already entered the main seat, and the rest of the people have also begun to take their places.

"It's time to leave." Chen Yanyu said reluctantly.

Ning Chen's index finger flicked Chen Yanyu's smooth forehead, "Go ahead, I'm here anyway, just take a look at me if you want to." ”

"I won't miss you, huh!" Chen Yanyu stuck out his tongue, took advantage of the chaos and trotted away all the way.

Ning Chen stood up, straightened his clothes, and looked for his position.

Because they are all important figures, there is a very obvious distinction between high and low for the arrangement of seats, and the greater the personal influence, the closer it will be to the main seat of Murong Qingyi's table.

And Murong Qingyi's table was a special arrangement, and no one else was in the ranks, except for herself, the entourage and assistant she brought, and she happened to have a separate table.

At the same time, each table is marked with a label indicating the name of the guest seated.

Ning Chen thought that his position would not be too far ahead, so he looked around and found that Cao Zhen not far away waved to him.

"Huh?"

Ning Chen was stunned, could he have arranged himself in the first column?

This position is on a par with the four wealthy families, and he saw the Li family brothers and sisters, as well as Chen Yanyu, and her brother, a very calm and sharp young man.

"Come on, come on, you sit next to me." Cao Zhen stood up politely and invited Ning Chen.

At Cao Zhen's table, there were Zhao Sanjia, Mao Tianshi, and three old men who didn't know him, and at the same time, there was a young man with a lofty instrument, who happened to be adjacent to Mao Tianshi.

Ning Chen sat down.

The young man opened his mouth coldly, "At my table, all the people sitting at the table are important figures in the chess world, I don't know what qualifications this person has to be at the table?" ”

Dismounted?

Ning Chen was stunned, why did someone provoke him as soon as he sat down?

Listening to the tone, the person who came is not good.

"His name is Ning Chen, a lecturer at our Academy of Fine Arts, a young man who has just taken office and doesn't know what the teaching level is, Shu Lang, there is no need to care about such a small role as you." Mao Tianshi said with a smile.

"I'm just curious, what qualifies him to sit here?" The man, whose real name is Shu Lang, questioned again, and when he spoke, he didn't even look at Ning Chen.

Cao Zhen and Zhao Sanjia both looked sinking and a little embarrassed.

Ning Chen touched his nose and said with a smile, "You don't seem to like seeing me?" ”

"This is a bit of a gentleman's belly with the heart of a villain, Shu Lang just asked briefly." Mao Tianshi replied to Ning Chen with a smile that was neither yin nor yang.

Ning Chen's eyes turned, and he suddenly understood.

This man, whose real name is Shu Lang, is not the master disciple brought out by Mao Tianshi, one of the top ten national players in the chess world today?