Long Yuning's Banquet

Feng Jianing rushed down from upstairs. Her feet slipped and she almost fell. She took the invitation letter excitedly and looked at it carefully. Although the Feng family was big and powerful, compared to the Long family, it was still like heaven and earth.

"Eh, what does Miss Long mean? Why did she ask me to bring Feng Qing there?" Seeing Feng Qing's name written on the invitation, Feng Jianing's expression darkened.

"What? She even invited that girl, Feng Qing?" Fu Anlan frowned.

Feng Jianing gritted her teeth. If not for the fact that the invitation letter was still useful, she wished she could tear it apart immediately.

"Forget it. Then let's bring her there. With Miss Long's status, she's probably filled with sympathy, so she invited her out of courtesy." Fu Anlan speculated.