Song Xiaodong opened his eyes and said to Huang Yuansheng, "Go ahead, go ahead, it's fine."
In Huang Qingyuan and Zheng Lulu's view, Song Xiaodong was clearly comforting Huang Yuansheng, afraid that he was too nervous.
"What is the background of this Song guy, making Huang Yuansheng scared like this?" Huang Qingyuan thought.
"I just treated him like that, hopefully he won't hold a grudge? Judging by appearances, this Mr. Song has quite an influence in Minghe; after all, Chu Xianling is one of Beijing's Three Great Talented Ladies, her taste can't be that low, choosing an ordinary person. Seems I really misunderstood the situation." Huang Qingyuan grew more fearful the more he thought about it.
"Mr. Song, are you very familiar with Mr. Huang Yuansheng?" Huang Qingyuan cautiously asked Song Xiaodong.
"I don't know him." Song Xiaodong said as he moved chicken skin onto Chu Xianling's plate.
"Then… why did Mr. Huang suddenly let us off, just like that?" Huang Qingyuan asked again.
