"If something goes wrong, you will have to be deducted. If you do well, I will go back and give you a bonus."

After hearing this, Yang Cong instantly calmed down and looked like a very normal look.

This made Wang Xuening, who saw Yang Cong's changes, want to laugh.

However, because he was about to reach the door, Wang Xuening could not show any abnormality.

When they walked to the gate, there were two waiters standing, and the two waiters seemed to know Wang Xuening.

"Miss Xue Ning is here, please come in." The waiter said quickly.

"Yes." Wang Xuening nodded, without hesitation, then hugged Yang Cong's shoulder and went in.

Just after Wang Xuening and Yang Cong entered, the two waiters looked at each other.

After entering, another waiter came up.

"Is it Miss Wang Xuening?" The waiter asked Wang Xuening very politely.

Wang Xuening nodded and replied: "I am."

"Then please come with me, Miss Wang."

The waiter led the way, while Wang Xuening and Yang Cong followed behind.

After entering the Jinling Hotel, to be honest, this is the first time Yang Cong has entered this place. Is it curious about such rich people coming to the place?

Walking on the road, I couldn't help but look around and look at the decorations around me.

Although Yang Cong has never been here, he still knows some things, and each of these decorations is expensive.

Following the waiter in front, he took Yang Cong and the others to a hall, in which there were many people Yang Cong had seen and never seen before.

But most of them are Yang Cong knowing them, but they may not necessarily know Yang Cong.

And Yang Cong had only seen him at first sight, and in terms of relationships, he was just a stranger.

However, what made Yang Cong curious about what Wang Xuening came to this place for, it looked like a gathering of aristocrats among those in the upper class.

Since it was a noble party, it was definitely not something that people like Yang Cong should come, so Yang Cong didn't understand why Wang Xuening wanted to pull him in. Even if he was a bodyguard, he would definitely not be so close.

"Don't talk later, I will answer everything, do you know?" Wang Xuening said in a low voice in Yang Cong's ear.

"Yeah, I understand." Yang Cong nodded. There was no way, so in order not to deduct salary, I had to do this.

Just as Wang Xuening and Yang Cong lowered their heads and talked, a young man with a wine glass came up.

"Oh, Sister Xue Ning, long time no see, you are still so beautiful." The young man with yellow hair said, then he looked at Yang Cong, who was tightly hugged by Wang Xue Ning. At this time, Wang Xue Ning and Yang Cong looked like a relationship between boyfriend and girlfriend, which made people very suspicious: "Who is this?"

"I'll introduce it. This is my boyfriend, Yang Cong." Wang Xuening smiled and was about to introduce the young man with yellow hair to Yang Cong, but was interrupted by the young man with yellow hair.

"Sister Xue Ning, since you are your brother-in-law, I will introduce you myself." The young man from the yellow-faded state smiled at Yang Cong and said, "Ye Yifan, just call me Yifan. Brother-in-law, I really didn't expect you to have Sister Xue Ning, who is known as the Four Flowers of the Imperial Capital. Why not wait for me to treat you later and teach me my unique skills in picking up girls..."

When Yang Cong smiled bitterly, he saw Wang Xuening glaring at Ye Yifan: "If you don't study well at a young age, you should be locked up at home and not allowed to come out. It will be a disaster."

"Then you can't say that, Sister Xue Ning." Ye Yifan was instantly timid when he saw Wang Xue Ning like this: "My dad finally let me out for fun, you can't report it."

"Then be honest, don't let me see you playing hooligans." Wang Xuening said.

"No, sister, I'm not called a hooligan." Ye Yifan explained: "I'm talking about feelings."

"Just like you who lift your pants and don't recognize others is called talking about relationships." Wang Xue glanced at Ye Yifan, curled her lips and said, "Wouldn't there be no scumbags in the world?"

"That was an accident, it was really an accident, and it was not my initiative." Ye Yifan shrugged, as if he really had nothing to do with him.

"I'm too lazy to talk to you." Wang Xuening said.

"Speaking of it, Sister Xue Ning, I suddenly remembered something." Ye Yifan said: "Brother Haoran heard that you participated this time, but after hearing the news of your participation, I flew back specifically. But I see, since you have found a boyfriend, I don't have to pay attention to him."

"Don't mention him to me." Wang Xuening said: "If you mention him again, I will let Uncle Ye take care of you for a year and not be allowed to go out for a year."

"Don't, I won't say it." Ye Yifan hurriedly covered his mouth with fear.

Looking at the crowded hall, Wang Xuening took Yang Cong to find a relatively remote location and sat down.

Ye Yifan originally wanted to follow him, but because he had something to do, he left first.

"What's the name of Brother Haoran, is your fiancé?" Yang Cong looked at Wang Xuening with interest and said.

"Yes, his name is Ji Haoran." Wang Xuening nodded subconsciously, and then said: "He is a good person, everything is perfect. Countless people like him, but I don't like him. Maybe I don't like such a perfect person."

"Can you tell me about this Ji Haoran?" Yang Cong asked.

"There is nothing to say." Wang Xuening said: "He has been a child and has achieved great success in cultivation. Moreover, his family is the Ji family, one of the five ancient martial arts families in the imperial capital. So although he is almost the same as you and me in his youth, he has reached the innate realm."

"What's the thing? Innate realm?" Yang Cong was confused in an instant, not understanding what Wang Xuening was talking about.

"Don't you understand?" Wang Xuening was stunned when she saw Yang Cong's expression: "Aren't you also an ancient martial arts practitioner?"

"What ancient martial arts practitioner, I'm not." Yang Cong shook his head, indicating that he was not the ancient martial arts practitioner Wang Xuening said at all.

"Then why can you fight so many without fear that day?" Wang Xuening asked strangely: "If you are not, you shouldn't be that strong."

"This... Xue Ning, are you an ancient martial artist?" Yang Cong suddenly changed the subject and asked Wang Xue Ning.

"I'm not." Wang Xuening shook her head and said, "My body is destined to be unable to practice. However, you don't seem to answer my question. You are not an ancient martial artist, why are you still so strong? Even if ordinary people are training, they are not as fast as you. Don't think I can't practice, but I have a very accurate view of this aspect. You used your internal strength that day, which I saw with my own eyes."

"Actually..." Yang Cong didn't know how to answer. After all, he was really not an ancient martial artist, but if Yang Cong kept saying that he was not an ancient martial artist, then Wang Xuening would definitely not pursue it more.
Chapter completed!