The Divine Doctor Son of the Female Master

Even though some people had seen Yan Yunqi's face, they were still a little dazed at this moment.

She has an elegant figure, as graceful as a willow, a stunning face, and narrow, long and narrow phoenix eyes like the bright moon. She looks gentle, but reveals a hint of coldness.

It seems to be right in front of me, yet it seems out of reach.

This beauty deserves the title of "the best in the world".

The two men ignored all gazes, nodded to Lin Ai, and walked slowly.

In just a moment, the exclamations became louder and louder.

After all the guests were seated, Lin Ai raised his glass and said loudly: "I am inviting you all to a banquet tonight. First, I am honored to be your host. Second, I want to thank you for coming. I am very grateful."

"I'll offer you a glass of wine." After saying that, she drank it all in one gulp.

Seeing the leader of the martial arts world being so generous, the others also raised their glasses and drank.

After the opening remarks, Lin Zhifan stood up and bowed, his voice sweet, "It is a great honor to have distinguished guests from afar, so tonight, I have specially arranged some entertainment for you, hoping to bring you a moment of joy."

After that, he quietly told the servant beside him, "Go down and have someone prepare it."

"Yes, sir." The servant took the order and left.

Lin Zhixian, who was sitting next to him, watched Lin Zhifan calmly arrange everything for the banquet.

His face was so dark that ink almost burst out of it.

Does the mother pretend that her other children do not exist?

Lin Zhixian lowered his eyes, a chill in his eyes frightening him. After taking a deep breath, he raised his head and regained his dull look.

As the lights come on, the sound of stringed instruments can be heard.

A group of male dancers, dressed in cool, arm-baring dance skirts and wearing dazzling pearls and jade on their heads, came to the center of the venue and began dancing.

While everyone was enjoying the dance and the night was covering her, she glanced in Nuo Yue's direction with great intent.

The woman had a smile on her lips, and she seemed to be saying something to the boy next to her. Sometimes she nodded in agreement, and sometimes she shook her head helplessly, her face full of doting.

Noble status, outstanding appearance, gentle temperament, it's simply perfect!

It was so perfect that if she hadn't seen the burning gaze in his eyes, fixed directly and aggressively on the stunningly handsome boy opposite her, she would have believed it.

It seems that the guess is correct.

But, that was Mingshang’s man.

Thinking about what would happen if he offended that evil god, Lin Zhixian shook his head slightly, still feeling a little afraid inside.

But how can we please them?

There were many beauties at the banquet, including her "good brother" Lin Zhifan. They were all beautiful in their own ways.

But Nuoyue only stared at the young man who appeared with Mingshang at the end.

Is it really necessary to have him?

This is probably not an easy task.

Lin Zhixian was in a dilemma, and glanced casually at everyone at the banquet thoughtfully.

Suddenly, Lin Zhixian smiled. It seemed that he had to ask for help from others.

Being outdone once again, Hua Heyan glared at Yan Yunqi fiercely, her slender white hands tightly grasping the handkerchief, as if she was going to tear it apart with her bare hands, just as she wanted to kill someone to vent her anger.

Don’t you like to seduce women with your looks?

Hua Heyan closed her eyes and remained silent. She opened her eyes again and a smile appeared on her face. Her originally stunning appearance seemed a little distorted because of the trick in her heart.

There was a hint of viciousness in his eyes. He picked up the wine glass in his hand and shook it gently. Ripples appeared in the wine with his movements, just like the waves in his heart.

Yan Yunqi and Luo Qingzhi sat side by side.

He looked at those charming men, wearing light makeup, waving their sleeves, leaping lightly, spinning in the air, raising their legs, bending over, and performing a series of difficult movements, just like dancing butterflies.

There was a flash of admiration and appreciation in his eyes, "These dancers are very skilled. Their dancing postures are truly breathtaking."

He had never seen such a beautiful dance.

It doesn't matter whether it's a man or a woman.

He believes that anyone who does one thing to the extreme is great.

Luo Qingzhi looked at the male dancers, then turned to look at Yan Yunqi, her eyes gentle and smiling, "It's really good."

Then he raised an eyebrow, "You like it?"

"I can't say I like it." Yan Yunqi shook his head.

Just expressing appreciation.

It seems that he has no particular favorite thing in his life.

In modern times, except for his inherently fragile body, everything else is within his reach, so there is no question of him being attached to anything.

However, looking at the person in front of him, Yan Yunqi couldn't help but feel warm in his heart.

This kind of enthusiasm seems different when I like medical skills.

He thought, maybe... this person is also different.

"Then what do you like?" Luo Qingzhi was about to ask this question.

Keshu, who was pouring tea for Yan Yunqi, was knocked off balance by someone, and the steaming tea spilled out and was about to pour over Yan Yunqi.

Fortunately, Luo Qingzhi was quick-witted and quickly stretched out her arm to block Yan Yunqi's head.

However, when Luo Qingzhi raised her sleeves to cover it, the tea spilled on her sleeves.

"Ah!!!" Ke Shu screamed softly, and quickly placed the tea in his hand on the table. He looked at her wet sleeves and said worriedly: "Miss Ming, did you get burned..."

"I'm fine, the tea is warm." Luo Qingzhi took her hand away as if nothing had happened and shook her head.

Yan Yunqi frowned and looked at her, his eyes seemed to be asking, "Are you really okay?"

After all, it was not convenient for him to look at Luo Qingzhi's arm in public.

"It's okay." Seeing the worry in his eyes, Luo Qingzhi's voice became softer.

At this moment, the green-clothed servant who bumped into Keshu fluttered in panic, knelt on the ground and kowtowed, begging for mercy in fear while kowtowing, "I didn't mean it, please forgive me, young master and young lady, please forgive me..."

Yan Yunqi looked down at the servant who kowtowed repeatedly, with a look of helplessness between his brows, "Okay, it's nothing serious, stop kowtowing, and get up!"

The servant, who had thought he would not be able to escape today and was obviously very frightened, slowly raised his head after hearing this and said excitedly: "Thank you, sir, thank you, sir."

"You go down!"

"Yes." The servant retreated in a panic.

Luo Qingzhi looked at the servant's receding back without saying a word.

As if sensing something was wrong, Yan Yunqi couldn't help but wonder, "Is there something wrong with this person?"

".......Maybe" There was an ambiguous look in Luo Qingzhi's eyes.

"Oh? Why do you see it?"

"On the surface, this person looked trembling and terrified, but the moment he raised his head, his eyes quickly disappeared, and he was calm and composed."

"If you say there is no problem, then you must not believe it."

Yan Yunqi's mind turned slightly, and he understood, "It's coming for us."

"The Lin Mansion doesn't look peaceful at all!" Luo Qingzhi smiled faintly, her tone calm.

Yan Yunqi took the handkerchief handed over by Keshu and gave it to Luo Qingzhi, motioning her to wipe her wet arms and sleeves, and said calmly: "Then we'll deal with it as it happens."

Before this, Luo Qingzhi had already informed him of the identities of everyone present, so he was not surprised that anything would happen between these people.

I just don't know what others are planning, so I just fight them head-on.