When the banquet officially started, Song Sen, the patriarch of the Song family, slowly walked down the arc-shaped staircase. When others are middle-aged, they maintain a good physique, wear glasses, and have the elegant temperament of a scholar, and they can usually gain the attention of a group of people.
But this time, everyone's eyes fell on his side, the daughter who was holding his arm, Song Pian.
Song Sen's feeling for Song Piantao's daughter is very subtle.
It's not that he has no father-daughter relationship, but Song Piangan has been lost for more than ten years, not three or five years. The throbbing of being a father for the first time has long been lost over time and has become superficial.
Not to mention that in addition to his own small family, he is also the head of the Song family and the head of the Song family. He doesn't have much time like his wife, and spends all his time cherishing a regret.
He sent people to look for it. He sent it every year, but he couldn't find it. He didn't pay much attention to it. It was just a routine expense for the Song family.
When the niece came and said that she had found an orphan who was suspected to be her daughter, Song Sen didn't take it seriously, and even told his wife Liu Ying not to get too excited, it was unlikely that it was her daughter.
When his wife personally sent the paternity test to Song Sen, Song Sen really took it as an important matter.
For his only bloodline, Song Sen naturally won't treat him badly, and because of guilt, he spoiled his daughter to the bones.
But there is a bit of truth in it... In short, no wife cares so sincerely for her daughter.
But at this moment, Song Piantao was wearing a pure white pearl V-neck long dress that dragged the floor, and slowly walked into the banquet hall with his arm.
She is tall and straight, dignified and beautiful, her etiquette is not inferior to that of any pampered daughter present, the smile on her lips is just right, friendly and gentle, and her demeanor even overwhelms everyone.
It was only then that Song Sen felt a sense of pride and pride in being a father, and he liked this daughter who came home halfway even more.
At this banquet surnamed Song, Song Sen took his daughter everywhere with compliments and compliments. Even an old friend who had always talked to him without detours said:
"As expected of your girl, even after living abroad for so many years, she looks outstanding. My youngest son's marriage hasn't settled yet, do you think about it?"
Not only compliments, but after seeing each other, I rushed to appoint a daughter for the younger generation in the family.
Song Sen glanced at the slim daughter with a smile. Seeing that her daughter was shy and generous, she was even more satisfied.
"The daughter you just got back, why would you want to marry her? You are going to gouge out her mother's heart."
"Also, my younger brother and sister will settle the bill with me later, haha."
After Song Sen finished speaking, he turned to look at Song Piantao: "Come on, this is your Uncle Wen."
"Uncle Wen." Song Pian greeted the elders according to the words.
"Don't be polite to me, niece. Uncle Wen's career is not as big as your family's. There are several small artists in the company. If you are interested in the entertainment industry, uncle will call someone to talk to you."
Song Pian responded with ease, and also said in a joking and relaxed tone:
"I'm afraid that with Uncle Wen's order, my house can't hold your artist."
Wen Qing was stunned for a moment, then said to Song Sen with a laugh, "You little girl, clever, do whatever you want."
Song Piantao's sentence was lively, without stage fright, and she faintly revealed her understanding of Wen Qing, the guest, without appearing too showy.
If it were put on the younger generation next to him, they would only be able to boast about "talking" lightly, but when it was put on Song Piangan, who had just returned to the rich and powerful circle, it was simply eye-catching.
How happy Song Sen was in his heart, he naturally wouldn't show it on his face, he just looked at his daughter dotingly:
"My daughter, of course, follow me."
The scene where Song Sen took his daughter and talked with Wen Qing, the entertainment oligarch, was seen by many people.
Seeing that the expressions on the faces of several people became more and more enthusiastic, Xi Zihua couldn't help but stop the original topic, and whispered to Nie Lingbo:
"It seems that the Song family is very satisfied with Miss Song."
Nie Lingbo didn't answer, Xi Zihua knew that this meant approval, and then said: "That's fine, the more he likes this daughter, the more he will treat Xi Heng..."
"What did Song Piantao say, you continue." Nie Lingbo said suddenly.
"Oh." Xi Zihua retracted his thoughts of eating melons and continued the topic above, "She asked me what the Xi family would say if she helped me get rid of Xi Heng."
"I said that the Xi family will be a friend of the Song family in the future." Xi Zihua touched his nose, and it was hard to tell. After all, the Song family was not without such an insignificant friend as the Xi family.
But Song Pian didn't know whether it was because he didn't understand how high his family's status was, or whether he didn't understand how busy the Xi family was now, so he agreed and this unequal deal was reached.
When Xi Zihua thinks about it now, he still feels a little guilty.
"Miss Song said..." Xi Zihua recalled.
Under the bright lights in the dressing room, Song Pian rolled his eyes and said with a light smile:
"If tonight goes well, we'll be friends soon."
Song Sen walked around with her daughter to recognize people all night, and she seemed to love her very much. Everyone said so.
Fu Siyuan and Bai Rong were the most anxious. No matter how confident they were, they would not dare to say in front of Song Sen, "Today is a good day. I will bring your daughter's ex-boyfriend to see her."
But seeing that more than half of the banquet had passed, Song Sen did not intend to leave the venue temporarily. After that, Song Piangan might have to go back to rest.
Bai Rong gritted her teeth and said, "Siyuan, take Xiaoheng to say hello."
At least, let Song Piantao see Xi Heng and know that he is here for her today.
Bai Rong knew that girls would eat this set, so she told Xi Heng well that Song Piantao must see his affection for her.
Xi Heng frowned slightly, and Bai Rong said again: "Do you know? Be good."
Fu Siyuan said, "Aren't you with us?"
Bai Rong's brows darkened, "My identity... is not suitable."
At this moment, what floated in the hearts of the family of three was the scene where they were driven out by Song Xuexen.
Bai Rong's identity was not on the table, so she did not dare to appear in front of the strict Song family, for fear of damaging the impression of her son.
Looking at his mother, Xi Heng became more determined in his heart. He wanted Song Pianjiao to return to his side. What would Song Xuexen be at that time? His parents would definitely be able to pass the threshold of the Song family!
With this in mind, he followed Fu Siyuan to Song Sen and Song Piangan, and Fu Siyuan respectfully greeted Song Sen:
"Mr. Song, I am Fu Siyuan from the Xi family, Xi Wei is my wife, and this is my son, Xi Heng."
He said this vaguely, as if Xi Heng was Xi Wei's biological child, which was a painstaking effort.
Xi Heng followed closely and said politely:
"Mr. Song."
Immediately afterwards, he faced Song Piantao with a gentle voice:
"Piandao, congratulations on finding your family."
On this occasion when all the Song family were in town, in front of Song Sen, Xi Heng didn't dare to provoke Song Piantao. He showed the warmest and charming smile and the softest tone, expecting Song Piantao to accept this blessing.
But who knows, after he finished speaking, Song Pian's expression changed.
Song Sen immediately noticed that it wasn't how meticulous he was, but Song Pian's hand on his arm suddenly tightened.
The daughter, who had performed well all night, suddenly lost her temper. Song Sen naturally didn't think it was Song Pian's problem. He patted his daughter's hand comfortingly, and looked at the young man in front of him displeased.
Song Sen has been a high-ranking person for so many years, how can Xi Heng be able to catch the power of his body? With just one scrutiny look, Xi Heng almost lost his stability.
There was tense hot sweat on Xi Heng's back, and his face was relatively stable. He forced a smile and said:
"I'm just here to congratulate Miss Song tonight."
He didn't dare to call that "Pian Tiao" again to show his intimacy with Song Pian Tiao.
Song Sen didn't take this young man in his eyes. With his old-fashioned eyes, he could see the vainness of this man's confidence, and it was really not worth seeing.
Song Sen asked his daughter directly, "Pian Tiao, do you know him?"
Song Pian kept her demeanor, but her voice was full of surprise and confusion: "Yes... but he shouldn't be here."
She looked at Song Sen: "Father, I didn't send him an invitation letter."
"My invitation letter is for Ms. Xi Wei's own daughter, Xi Zihua. He shouldn't be here - including this Mr. Fu, I don't know him."
Fu Siyuan didn't dare to interrupt at first, but when he heard Song Piantao's last sentence, he became anxious:
"Xi Wei and I are husband and wife, and Xi Zihua is my daughter. Inviting her is the same as inviting me."
"We kindly came to congratulate Miss Song, but Miss Song declined our kindness for this reason, which really hurt the friendship between our two families. Is this how Miss Song behaves?"
Fu Siyuan was used to putting himself on the right side and the other side on the wrong side. He waited until he stood on the moral high ground to make accusations before he reacted. The two people in front of him were not something he could blame.
His cold sweat burst out.
Song Sen looked at him as if he was looking at a dead person, and he was very indifferent.
"You are the first to accuse my daughter at my banquet."
The daughter's hand hadn't loosened yet, but she still stubbornly maintained her perfect demeanor, the decency of the Song family.
The eyes she looked at her were full of daze and dependence, making Song Sen feel that she was the daughter's most powerful support and that she should take up the responsibility of being a father.
How much Song Sen loves his daughter, the more he hates Fu Siyuan. And he kept saying that his daughter had no way of life, didn't he imply that she had no tutoring
My daughter has been living abroad for many years, can someone teach me? This sentence evoked Song Sen's original remorse, and made him feel that Fu Siyuan was really hateful.
The turmoil at this time has attracted everyone's attention, and many people circled in a virtual circle, not daring to talk about it, but their eyes were all cast.
Song Sen followed the trend. He looked around, and his voice was loud:
"So that everyone knows." He reached out and nodded to Fu Siyuan in front of him, "My Song family will never welcome this Mr. Fu."
The whole room was silent.
Immediately, there was a buzzing sound of discussion.
Fu Siyuan's head was dizzy for a while, he was dying of shame and anger, and his heart was on fire.
"Mr. Song, what do you mean?"
Bai Rong couldn't take care of hiding, and hurriedly came over to stand with Fu Siyuan: "Mr. Song, what did we do wrong, you want to say such things to everyone?"
She asked excitedly, her body trembling constantly. It's not out of anger, it's out of fear.
Why did Song Sen tell everyone? What is he expressing
The words that came out of Song Xuehen's mouth were completely different from those that came out of Song Sen's mouth—
Song Sen represents the Song family!
And under the leadership of the Song family and the call, how many people would also include their own households as refusal to communicate with the Song family
Xi Heng clenched his fists and stared at Song Piandao, his eyes turning red with anger.
"Is that how you treat me? I just want to see you, why are you so ruthless?"
Liu Ying hurried over and saw a young man pressuring her precious daughter with these words.
Before she passed through the crowd, she vaguely heard them talking, and heard the words "ex-girlfriend" and "substitute". Liu Yingren had never seen anything in middle age, and immediately understood a little.
The faint meaning here made her, a frail and sickly lady, like a mother beast protecting her calf, rushing to her daughter's side to protect her.
"Who are you? Are you worthy of questioning my daughter?" Liu Ying kept her daughter behind and stared at Xi Heng sternly.
She suppressed her too sharp voice and hummed:
"I heard that my daughter was bullied a lot when she was away. I haven't had time to check. Sir, aren't you among them?"
Liu Ying said this to deceive Xi Heng, but seeing Xi Heng's expression instantly stiffened, Liu Ying's anger suddenly surged higher.
Behind her came her daughter's support and earnestly comforting voice:
"You calm down, be careful if you get angry, it's not worth it."
Liu Ying felt sour in his heart.
My daughter has been out all these years, and she must have suffered a lot because of her status. Seeing that she was going home, she had to be kicked on the nose, what's the point
With her here, no one would want to let their daughter suffer any more grievances!
But at this time, Liu Ying didn't understand the cause of the incident. This was not the time to make a big deal, and she couldn't ruin her daughter's reputation for the three or two things in front of her.
Liu Ying reluctantly suppressed his breath and called out loudly:
"Butler, sir, you don't welcome these guys, and you haven't invited them out yet."
Liu Ying's remarks turned the reasons for resisting these people from Song Pian to Song Sen's likes and dislikes.
No matter what the essence is, but the Song family is so defined on the scene, and no one will raise objections on the surface without seeing it in the future.
The butler came hurriedly with security.
The crowd rioted, making way for security to take away the host's unwelcome guests.
The security was already standing beside Xi Heng, Fu Siyuan beside him was pale, and Bai Rong was in a trance and embarrassment, and Xi Heng couldn't see them.
With pain in his eyes, he stared at the woman behind Liu Ying and Song Sen without blinking.
That woman, a few months ago, was his obedient girlfriend, a poor orphan, who always looked at him with admiration, giving him great satisfaction.
She left herself, more and more bright and beautiful.
She is the daughter of the Song family, and she is indifferent and ruthless in the face of herself, and even now, she has to watch her father let her family kick her out!
At this moment, Xi Heng could no longer lie to himself that Song Pian's actions were just because of his temper.
Song Piantao doesn't love him anymore.
Song Piantao looked at her eyes that were extremely calm, but it was like a bucket of biting ice water that poured down Xi Heng completely.
No, she even hates herself.
After Xi Heng found out that he fell in love with Song Pian, he realized that Song Pian hated him.
Unwilling to be mixed with unspeakable heartache, let him roar:
"Song Pian-"
"Hurry up." A light reprimand came from his side, in a lazy voice, "Don't let those who can't get on the stage disturb the guests."
Xi Heng's voice was interrupted and stopped in the air, he turned back stiffly, it was Nie Lingbo.
Nie Lingbo passed him, her back was tall and straight, she turned her back to herself, and said to Liu Ying:
"Aunt Liu, are you still feeling well? I have informed Dr. Lin to come to the main house."
The security guard got Nie Lingbo's urging, did not dare to delay any longer, and took a few people out of the banquet hall with strong actions.
The sound of their conversation, the glamorous banquet hall with fragrant temples, and the other guests who pointed at them, were getting farther and farther from the Xi Heng family.
Liu Ying said to Nie Lingbo, "You have a heart."
Song Sen also calmly said: "Ling Bo, let you see a joke."
"How could..."
Xi Heng couldn't hear what he said later.
The cold night eroded him.
Dr. Lin is an employed family doctor who takes care of Liu Ying's body on a daily basis. With Dr. Lin around, Liu Ying's body can get the best care.
Dr. Lin suggested that Liu Ying take a nap first, so Song Pian persuaded Liu Ying to rest first, and then talk about Xi Heng.
She helped Liu Ying to lie down, turned on the sleeping aroma lamp, exited gently, and closed the door of the room.
Leaning against the door, Song Pian lowered her head and narrowed her eyes, thinking about the actions behind her.
She sorted out the order and was about to find Song Sen, but when she looked up, she realized that Nie Lingbo was standing not far away.
In a dark brown corridor, the lights on the wall lamps were yellow, Nie Lingbo was a meter or two away from her, his eyes were fixed on her, and he didn't know how long he had been standing.
"Ling Bo." Song Pian's voice was very soft, considering Liu Ying in the room.
Perhaps the sound was too soft, and before it passed, it quietly melted into the quiet shadow of the lights.
Nie Lingbo turned a deaf ear, walked straight over, and stopped in front of Song Pian.
In front of Song Piantao was Nie Lingbo, and behind him was a door.
The distance between the two was less than an arm, and Nie Lingbo's approach cast a shadow on Song Pianjiao, which was extremely oppressive.
Song Piantao was already accustomed to having her by her side, so she didn't show any discomfort. She raised her head slightly and asked Nie Lingbo naturally:
"What's wrong?"
Nie Lingbo shook his head, his eyelashes swept out fan-shaped shadows on his cheeks, obscuring the dormant emotions in his eyes.
Song Piantao was like a carefree bird, even in the face of approaching danger, she raised her head innocently and ignorantly.
Nie Lingbo stretched out his hand and slowly caressed her soft, white side cheeks.
What a docile little girl.
She was obediently and quietly, allowing herself to be touched.
want to invade.
She stroked Song Piantao's hand and slowly swam down from Song Piantai's cheek.
The corridor was dimly lit, and Nie Lingbo blocked most of the light again. Song Pian tilted his head, unable to see Nie Lingbo's expression clearly.
She only felt that Nie Lingbo's eyes were dark, and there was a strange look on his face.
Nie Lingbo's throat rolled.
Song Pian's mouth was inexplicably dry, she stuck out her tongue and licked her lips.
Nie Lingbo's hand that touched the side of her neck suddenly stopped.
The abruptly stopped movement woke the two of them up.
In the dark night, Song Piangan and Nie Lingbo looked at each other.
Song Piantao's eyes lit up again with a watery light that made people feel pity and love, defeating Nie Lingbo's last cautiousness and estimation.
Before leaning down, she glanced at the door one last time.
Separated by a wall, was Gu Zi'an's mother, Song Pian's mother.