In the brightly lit banquet hall.
Mrs. Xiao was wearing a festive red rich and noble peony Tang suit, her hair was black and shiny, and she was full of energy.
Mrs. Hong held the gift she had carefully selected with both hands, and said her congratulations, flattering but not obsequious, she praised: "The old lady is good at taking care of herself. Look at this hair, which is black and shiny, better than ours. You are getting younger as you live, and we are getting older as you live."
Mrs. Xiao had a rich and kind face, stroked her hair and laughed 'hehe': "You can say it."
Someone nearby came to receive Mrs. Hong's gift.
Someone came to give gifts again, Mrs. Hong retreated tactfully, and then dealt with the ladies and rich ladies with ease.
Ye Qingxin raised her eyes and looked around calmly, but didn't find Jing Boyuan's figure.
An inexplicable emotion welled up in my heart, I don't know whether it was luck or disappointment.
After exchanging greetings with a jeweled lady, Mrs. Hong turned her head and saw Ye Qingxin's bored look, so she said to her, "Is it boring?"
Ye Qingxin shook her head.
At this time, there was a slight commotion at the door, and the greeting of "Old Lady Yan" came faintly.
Mrs. Hong introduced to Ye Qingxin with great interest: "Look at the old lady who is supported by someone at the door, she is the old lady of the Yan family from the Seven Great Aristocratic Family..."
Ye Qingxin was startled.
That old lady looks familiar, isn't it the old lady who helped her by the side of the road the day she was hit by Tai Shiyun
At that time, I felt that the old lady looked like an old lady from a rich family, but I didn't expect that she was actually an old lady from the Yan family in the capital.
"If you want to talk about this Yan family, the century-old Zhongming Dingshi family, the family business is huge, but it's a pity that it is going to change hands now."
Ye Qingxin was puzzled: "Change owner?"
Mrs. Hong explained: "The Yan family has always had a small number of children, and it was passed down from generation to generation. In Yan Xiao's generation, they only had an only daughter, Yan Tong. Later, Yan Tong married the only heir of the Sheng family, Sheng Wenjun. Everyone speculated whether the two companies of Yan and Sheng would merge into one."
"But who knows, the sudden news that Yan Tong and Sheng Wenjun fell into the river in a car accident was a sensation. I heard that the Sheng family and the Yan family sent more than a hundred salvage boats to salvage along the river for more than a month before they recovered the bodies of Yan Sheng and his wife. What's more pitiful is their three-year-old daughter, who didn't even leave the body, just disappeared..."
Mrs. Hong sighed: "Look at Mrs. Yan's white hair. I heard that her hair turned white overnight. Don't look at her being praised by others. Her only daughter and granddaughter died unexpectedly. I feel bitter."
For some reason, Ye Qingxin felt inexplicably sour when she heard this.
Mrs. Hong's words continued, "The Yan family has no successors, but someone has to inherit this huge family business, right? Mr. Yan recognized Gu Xingde, the son of Mrs. Yan's own sister, as his godson. After a hundred years from Mrs. Yan and Mrs. Yan, won't this family business have to change its surname to Gu?"
"The Sheng family is not much better. The only heir died unexpectedly, and the Sheng family was in chaos for a while. Fortunately, Sheng Wenjun still has a younger sister. The Sheng family will not have no successors..."
The words were about to fall, and Mrs. Hong saw two familiar figures, her eyes froze.
"Xinxin, wait for me here for a while."
After speaking, walk in one direction.
Ye Qingxin stood where she was, and saw her walk up to a middle-aged man in a dark gray suit, she didn't know what to say, the man's face was not very good-looking, beside the man stood a young and beautiful woman, the woman held her chin high, holding the man's arm as if possessive.
After a while, Mrs. Hong came back with a very ugly expression on her face.
Ye Qing thoughtfully did not ask.
That man and that woman should be Mrs. Hong's husband and concubine.
After a while, Mrs. Hong smiled, her face was as usual, elegant and noble, she didn't seem sad at all, "I'll show you a joke."
Ye Qingxin shook her head, "I don't know anything."
Mrs. Hong smiled sincerely, which was one of the reasons why she told Ye Qingxin about her marital status without any scruples.
Ye Qingxin is a sensible person, very kind.
Mrs. Hong's position is far from the main table.
Ye Qingxin sat down with her.
At this time, most of the people had arrived, but Jing Boyuan hadn't come yet.
Maybe he won't come.
Ye Qingxin sat quietly, turning a blind eye to the amazed or scrutinizing gazes around her.
It was not until the banquet was about to start that Jing Boyuan's figure finally appeared at the door.
The man is uniquely blessed with outstanding looks and temperament. The ironed handmade suit complements his tall and straight figure like a green pine, with a strong aura, and the voice of "Mr. Jing" keeps coming and going wherever he passes.
Ye Qingxin saw many big men who could only be seen on TV on weekdays, but kept low in front of him, and felt more and more that this man was like a flower on a high mountain, far away and unattainable.
Jing Boyuan shook hands with a group of men, and turned his head as if feeling something.
Ye Qingxin suddenly met his gaze, froze for a moment, then lowered her eyes as if inadvertently, took a sip of the boiled water that Mrs. Hong had poured for her before.
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Favorites, cuties, bubbling, cuties.
In other words, I was lazy yesterday, and there was no second update...
But today, there must be a second update.
One more at six.
Two more at twelve.
The super punctual kind!