The Rolls-Royce pulled up at the hotel entrance, and as the doorman was about to step forward to help open the door, Feng Youling scolded, “Get out of the way.”

The doorman quickly stepped back a few paces.

Then, bending over with a smile on his face, Feng Youling opened the car door and said, “Young Master Xiao, please get out… Who are you?”

The smile on Feng Youling’s face suddenly froze.

Because it wasn’t Xiao Qingdi sitting in the car, but a strange middle-aged beauty, over forty, heavily made-up, and dressed in glittering finery.

The middle-aged beauty pulled out a red banknote from her purse and handed it to Feng Youling, saying, “This is for you.”

Feng Youling’s face turned green in an instant; clearly, the middle-aged beauty had mistaken him for a hotel attendant.

“Not enough for you?” Seeing Feng Youling’s lack of reaction, the middle-aged beauty took out a stack of red banknotes from her purse and threw them in Feng Youling’s face, “Is that enough now?”

Enough for your grandma!

If this woman hadn’t come out of Xiao Qingdi’s car, Feng Youling would have punched her in the face without hesitation and cursed her for looking down on people.

Feng Youling swallowed his anger, just about to speak, when the middle-aged beauty pushed him aside.

“Good dogs don’t block the way! Get lost!”

Damn!

Feng Youling was completely enraged, no one had ever dared to treat him like this. Just as he was about to explode, a cold, sharp voice came from behind:

“Young Master Feng!”

Feng Youling turned around and saw a grey-robed elder calling him. He recognized at a glance that the elder was Xiao Qingdi’s servant and quickly walked over to him.

“Old Chen, why are you alone? Where is Young Master Xiao?” Feng Youling asked.

“My young master is preparing a proposal gift and will be here shortly,” the grey-robed elder said with an arrogant look. “How are the preparations inside?”

“Everything is ready according to Young Master Xiao’s arrangements, and Zhou Hao and I have carefully set everything up to ensure Young Master Xiao’s satisfaction.”

“That’s good.”

“By the way, Old Chen, who is she? How come she was sitting in Young Master Xiao’s car?” Feng Youling pointed at the middle-aged beauty and asked.

“She is the eldest daughter of the Qian family from the Capital, Qian Yanru,” the grey-robed elder said.

The Qian family?

Feng Youling was not very familiar with the families of the Capital, but the Qian family sounded somewhat familiar, as if he had heard of them somewhere. After pondering for a while, he suddenly remembered.

“Could it be the Qian family where Lin Jingzhi’s fiancé is from?” Feng Youling asked.

“Be careful with your words!” The grey-robed elder glared coldly at Feng Youling.

Instantly, Feng Youling felt as if he was being targeted by a ferocious beast, and a chill ran through his body.

At this moment, Qian Yanru came over and asked the grey-robed elder, “When will Qingdi arrive?”

“My young master will take a while longer,” Old Chen said.

“Then I won’t wait for him; I’ll go in first,” Qian Yanru said and was about to enter the hotel.

“Miss Qian!” Feng Youling hurriedly spoke up and then introduced himself, “Miss Qian, hello, I am Feng Youling.”

“Do you need something?” Qian Yanru’s expression was indifferent, not taking Feng Youling seriously at all.

“It’s like this, I’m the host of tonight’s banquet. Since Young Master Xiao hasn’t arrived yet, how about I accompany you inside?”

A flicker of doubt crossed Qian Yanru’s eyes as she asked, “I heard that the host of the banquet is one of the Four Young Masters of Jiangzhou. Could it be that you are one?”

“You flatter me, Miss Qian. I am indeed one of them,” Feng Youling followed up, “Two of the Four Young Masters are right by my side. Zhou Hao, Qiancheng, come and say hello to Miss Qian.”

“Hello, beautiful sister, I’m Li Qiancheng. What skincare products do you use? Your skin is so nice; I’m so envious.”

After Li Qiancheng finished speaking, he reached out his right hand to shake hands with Qian Yanru.

“Stay away from me,” Qian Yanru stepped back two steps, her disdain plain on her face.

Li Qiancheng pouted, looking like he was about to cry.

“Miss Qian, hello, I’m Zhou Hao,” Zhou Hao followed, his voice full of magnetism, reminiscent of that famous wildlife documentary narrator.

Qian Yanru was instantly attracted, took a closer look at Zhou Hao, and noticed that although young, he had a mature appearance, dressed tastefully, and especially his well-proportioned and strong physique, clearly someone who worked out regularly.

People who like to work out generally have good physical fitness.

Qian Yanru’s eyes lit up, and a smile appeared on her face as she extended her right hand.

Zhou Hao was stunned; he didn’t expect Qian Yanru to take the initiative to shake his hand.

“Zhou Hao, Miss Qian wants to shake your hand, hurry up,” Feng Youling reminded him when he saw him dazed.

Zhou Hao then came to his senses and quickly took Qian Yanru’s hand, saying, “Miss Qian, it’s a pleasure to meet you.”

“Please take care of me, it’s my first time meeting you,” Qian Yanru smiled.

Everyone knows that in basic social etiquette, a handshake between a man and a woman generally doesn’t last more than five seconds. After five seconds, Zhou Hao tried to withdraw his hand, only to suddenly find that Qian Yanru was holding it tightly, which made him very uncomfortable.

“Are you also one of the Four Young Masters?” Qian Yanru asked with a smile.

“It’s just a nickname given to us by others; please don’t take it seriously, Miss Qian,” Zhou Hao said modestly.

Qian Yanru’s smile deepened.

This man was young, stylish, with a charming voice and humble speech, and most importantly, he clearly had good physical fitness, which likely meant he was also capable in other areas.

Thinking this, Qian Yanru’s eyes sparkled, and she continued to ask, “Are you a local from Jiangzhou, Zhou Hao?”

“Yes.”

“Then you must be very familiar with Jiangzhou?”

“Of course, I grew up here.”

“I have a small request; I wonder if Zhou Hao could fulfill it for me?”

“Please tell me, Miss Qian.”

“I would like to ask Zhou Hao to be my tour guide for a day and show me around Jiangzhou, how about it?”

“It’s a trivial matter, no problem at all.”

“That’s wonderful,” Qian Yanru’s face beamed with joy, as excited as a child.

Zhou Hao glanced at his right hand and thought, “Big sister, can you let go of me? My hand is getting sore.”

Feng Youling noticed that Qian Yanru’s attitude towards Zhou Hao was special and said with a smile, “Miss Qian, I have a suggestion, I don’t know if I should speak out?”

“Speak!”

“I see that Miss Qian doesn’t have a male companion, and coincidentally, Zhou Hao also doesn’t have a female companion tonight. How about, to your slight inconvenience, letting Zhou Hao be your male companion?”

“Sure!” Qian Yanru agreed without hesitation.

“Zhou Hao, take good care of Miss Qian tonight. If she’s not satisfied, I won’t let you off,” Feng Youling winked at Zhou Hao.

Zhou Hao glared at Feng Youling and cursed inwardly, “What do you think I am? A gigolo?”

Qian Yanru, arm in arm with Zhou Hao, said affectionately, “Hao Hao, let’s go in.”

In an instant, Zhou Hao’s skin crawled, and he thought to himself, “This old woman is even more disgusting than Li Qiancheng.”

Beep beep beep—

Suddenly, Feng Youling’s phone rang. Seeing the caller ID, he quickly made a silencing gesture and said, “It’s Young Master Xiao’s call.”

Immediately, everyone stopped talking and looked at Feng Youling.