It doesn't make sense...
Before that, there was something in Shen Hun's words, suggesting that the Song family should give her a name, but now she finally did as she wished, she should be more active than anyone else, how could she miss her
Could it be—
What happened? !
Zhong Yuhong's face changed slightly: "In this way, you let people continue to find! Increase your efforts! Be sure to find people before eight o'clock!"
"Yes!" The butler trot away.
Suddenly, the phone rang.
Zhong Yuhong connected: "Azhen, what's the matter?"
"Have you set off? The guests have already arrived one after another, and the old man is urging them."
"...The makeup is being touched up, it will be ready soon"
"Do you need me to send a car to pick you up?"
"No! There is a car at home and the driver is there."
"Okay, then call me when you arrive."
"... ... it is good."
After finishing the call, Zhong Yuhong's fingertips faintly white while holding the phone.
The servant whispered in her ear: "Madam, I'm afraid the time is too late..."
"Wait another quarter of an hour."
A quarter of an hour later.
Zhong Yuhong gritted her teeth: "No longer! Let's go!"
Deep down, the resentment towards Shen Hun doubled, and at the same time, I was worried that something would happen to the two children. No matter what, the banquet has been set up and all the guests entered. Even if the protagonist does not arrive, he must continue!
At 7:40, Song Zhen received the old lady at the back door and looked behind her subconsciously: "...Where are Shen Wei and the two children?"
"... disappeared."
"!"
At 7:50, the news reached Song Kaifeng's ears.
哐—
The tea cup fell to pieces, fragmented.
"Damn! I've said that this woman is a scourge, so what do I recognize? My sons and grandchildren of the Song family would rather have both their parents dead, and don't need such an irresponsible mother!"
Zhong Yuhong was silent, expecting things would become like this a long time ago, no matter what...
She tried her best, it was Shen Hou's disappointment, no wonder the others.
Song Zhen and Song Qi stood in the corner with low eyebrows and closed eyes, acting as transparent people.
When the old man finished venting, Song Zhen glanced at the time: "There are still five minutes before the banquet begins. All the guests are already in place, and the emcee is ready, so look... Do you want to continue?"
"The Song family can't afford to lose this face, and must have a banquet as scheduled!"
"But Qingqing and Zanzan are not there..." How can a banquet without a protagonist be conducted
Shen Hun is optional, but the two children cannot be less. No matter how much one needs to have one to complete today's field.
Song Kaifeng: "Any photos?"
Song Zhen had a meal and quickly reacted: "Prepared in advance, I plan to broadcast it on the projection screen."
The old man said in a deep voice: "This is the only way for the time being..."
It's exactly eight o'clock.
Song Kaifeng appeared in front of the guests with Zhong Yuhong in his arms. A black suit, old and strong, and a red cheongsam, with infinite charm, all smiling and radiant, won the applause of the audience in an instant.
Song Qi and Song Zhen followed, nodding to the guests.
"Brother Zhen, what did you think of Shen Hun's picture? Isn't it stupid to actually fix moths on this knot?"
"It's none of our business."
"Why doesn't it matter to us? I worked so hard to prepare for such a banquet, but she was disturbed by herself, and the old man was furious and furious."
"Preparing the banquet is your own work. As for unexpected accidents, it is beyond our control."
"Tsk...Speaking of speaking, it was Shen Hun who came up with...".
The last two words came to an abrupt end. As the door was pushed open, the sound of high heels hitting the floor rhythmically sounded, and everyone looked towards the door, Song Qi was no exception.
I saw a woman in a lake-blue dress coming in. The skirt was swaying, and the dazzling diamond necklace on the neck added to her already beautiful face.
Every step of the line is dignified, and a smile is full of elegance.
Song Qi: "Sister-in-law?!"
Also surprised were the old couple: "Xiao Jing?!"
When the woman passed Song Zhen and Song Qi and passed by, she smiled and nodded at the two of them. She said hello, and finally stopped in front of Song Kaifeng and Zhong Yuhong.
"Why don't my parents tell me about such a big thing?"
The old man's eyes flickered, with a bit of guilt and guilty conscience. Originally, Song Yu was sorry for her. Now they decided to recognize the child, and even intend to admit Shen Hun, once again causing her harm... ...
I knew it! If I knew it, I wouldn't do any "recognition banquet"!
Zhong Yuhong looked at Pan Xiaojing, who was dressed up in front of him. Even though he knew that this matter was not authentic enough, the face was not leaking, and there was no fear of shrinking from it.
It is much harder than Song Kaifeng!
"When did Xiaojing come back? Why didn't you say a word? So let the driver pick him up, otherwise you think it's so rushed? It makes people caught off guard."
The woman smiled and said, "Mom, what are you talking about? I will come here by myself when I see people. Don't be surprised. In the future, my wife will spend more time with your elders. By your side, you will never give someone a fake hand."
In the last four characters, the tone is aggravated, meaning something.
Zhong Yuhong's eyes narrowed slightly, and Pan Xiaojing didn't evade.
Song Kaifeng: "Since Xiaojing is back, come on stage with us. Anyway, you are the future mistress of the Song family!"
"Thank you Dad."
She walked over, emptied the old man to walk forward, her eyes were level, her chin was slightly raised, and she had a reserved and proud attitude.
"As expected to be Song's parents and daughter-in-law, the child born to her husband and a woman outside recognizes her ancestor and returns to her ancestry. She doesn't even have a red eye socket, and she can actually laugh!"
"Which young grandmother in such a big family can not tolerate what ordinary people can't? What's more, Song Yu is dead, so what does she care about?"
"She can't do anything about it. She didn't see how determined the old man's attitude is to recognize his grandson? You can see the scale of the banquet! The importance attached to that child can also be seen! What kind of green onion is she Pan Xiaojing? My daughter-in-law. How hot as a grandson?"
"It's not that she is abroad, why did she suddenly appear here?"
"I haven't seen it yet? People are here to announce the identity of the wife of the main house. As long as you stand on the stage, it will represent the identity of Song Yu’s wife and Song’s parents’ daughter-in-law. Even if the child is recognized, it will only be counted. I have the status of'successor out'. To put it uglierly, it was brought up by my little mother!"
"It turns out she had this idea... Then there is a good show!"
As one of the four major families in Jingping, the Song family is always under the attention of everyone. From Song Yu's car accident, to the pick-up of the third child of Shen Hun and his illegitimate child, to the purpose of today's banquet, 9% of the people were present. The guests of the fifteenth knew well.
Therefore, there are no obstacles to the discussion.
Whispering, pointing and pointing, the person who said it was irrelevant, but the person being discussed was particularly embarrassed.
The old man's face was so heavy that ink could drip.
"Dad, be careful..." Pan Xiaojing said suddenly, with a gentle tone, "There are steps ahead."
Song Kaifeng sighed: "For so many years, there is no one who is newer and more careful than you."
"You're serious." She stopped at the step and stopped, "I... still can't go up."
The old man twisted his eyebrows: "What?"
"Today's protagonist is with me..." She paused for a while and couldn't find a suitable word to describe it. Two seconds later, she said again: "It's unavoidable to be embarrassed in the same place. I don't want the Song family to be embarrassed. ’S family affairs have been reduced to other people’s conversations."
"You have a heart," Lao Huai comforted, "However, the child must be recognized, but the identity of your Song's parents and daughter-in-law is also an undeniable fact. Go up together. From now on, Qingqing and Zanzan will be your children!"
This is equivalent to indirectly giving Pan Xiaojing a guarantee: The Song family will never admit Shen Hou!
Zhong Yuhong realized that something was wrong, and it was too late to stop it.
Pan Xiaojing hesitated, and nodded for a while, "Okay."
A trace of suspicion flashed across Zhong Yuhong's eyes, faintly mixed with a little disgust, fleeting.
After the master of ceremonies issued an invitation for the third time, the three finally stepped up the stairs.
But at this moment, the door was pushed open again, and a burgundy figure appeared in the sight of the guests, walking lazily and curly, holding a child on each side.
The short swing reveals the long legs, and the slanted shoulders highlight the collarbone. Compared with Pan Xiaojing's dignified, noble and light as water, she is more like a fire, hot and dazzling, emitting light and heat that ordinary people can't match.
"I'm sorry, I'm a step late." The words are like running beads, and the words are clear.
She couldn't see the slightest shrinkage and timidity that she should have, as if she had been there thousands of times on such occasions, and she had enjoyed countless times with the amazing eyes of the people around her.
"Hi..." Song Qi took a sip.