Suddenly, after Shen Qing left the gathering, Dong Jing and Young Master Sun realized and looked towards the end of the table.
That end was empty; Shen Qing was long gone.
Dong Jing approached Xi Shaoqin and quietly asked, "Where's Shen Chasi?"
"Oh, he left a while ago," Xi Shaoqin said nonchalantly.
Dong Jing's drunken face cleared up somewhat, "I invited him today; at our gathering, I should have involved him more. Ignoring him like this makes me seem a bit rude."
Xi Shaoqin raised his eyebrows slightly.
He was from the Xi Family of Yongzhou. Though not from the direct line, he was still from a high-ranking family and had attended many such gatherings.
In his eyes, gatherings like theirs weren't meant for someone as plain as Shen Qing.
He already had some reservations about Dong Jing inviting Shen Qing, and the importance given was even more displeasing.
"You think highly of him and have a good relationship with him in private?" said a young woman, sensing the tension.