Feng Nianian went to order food at the back, her face not looking very pleasant. It wasnât until she finished ordering and turned around that a smile returned to her face.
Although she couldnât sit at Duan Qianyangâs table, she still found the nearest spot to sit down, facing exactly in that direction.
Ruan Jiaojiao noticed she didnât sit at the same table and, for Duan Qianyangâs sake, didnât show anything overt, but she was indeed relieved inside.
After all, sitting with people you donât like while eating your favorite food is torturous no matter how you think about it.
Although the direction happened to be directly facing Feng Nianian, Ruan Jiaojiao didnât mind. She didnât look in that direction even once afterward, drinking soy milk and eating fried chicken, feeling extremely content.
When she was about to finish eating, another four or five students came in, laughing and joking along the way, and finally stopped at Feng Nianianâs table.
Duan Qianyang brought them over as they passed that table, and the four or five students sat down. Duan Qianyang, being a senior, couldnât possibly ignore his niece, so he stopped in front of the table with Ruan Jiaojiao and Duan Xi.
"Nianian, are those your classmates?" he asked proactively.
Feng Nianian immediately stood up: "Yes, Uncle, are you leaving now?"
Duan Qianyang nodded, taking his wallet out to give her money while saying, "You entertain your classmates well, remember to go home before dark, I have some business to attend to, so Iâll leave now."
Feng Nianian didnât refuse, reached out for the money, and thanked him intimately: "Thank you, Uncle, goodbye then."
Duan Qianyang nodded to her classmates and left with Ruan Jiaojiao and Duan Xi.
Right after they left, one of Feng Nianianâs classmates asked surprisingly, "Nianian, was that really your uncle?"
Feng Nianian was only a year older than Ruan Jiaojiao, sixteen this year. Because of previous circumstances, she wasted several years without studying, so she was now in the second year of middle school, in a renowned aristocratic school in Beidu. Most of her classmates were children from influential families.
They might not know Duan Qianyang well, but at least theyâve heard of him from their elders.
But they totally didnât expect Feng Nianian to be Duan Qianyangâs niece!
Feng Nianian nodded somewhat shyly, pretending to be oblivious: "Yes, why?"
"Why? Nianian, youâre really composed, why didnât you say anything before?!" said a more stylishly dressed girl.
Feng Nianian laughed indifferently: "Itâs okay, I didnât think it was worth mentioning."
"Not worth mentioning? Do you know who he is? Heâs Duan Qianyang." another boy said, knowing more about Duan Qianyang than the girls. After all, their parents sent them to aristocratic schools to meet more powerful and influential people.
But they didnât expect Feng Nianian, who had always seemed unremarkable in class, to have such a formidable uncle, and immediately their perspective on her changed.
Feng Nianian still just smiled, as if nothing mattered.
"By the way, that boy with eyes like your uncle, is he your cousin?" another girl asked, blushing a bit after she asked, remembering the boyâs appearance, her heart pounding faster.