Song Ye believed that Meng Ziheng was not an Adou who could not hold up the wall. The young man seemed pedantic and weak, but in fact he was strong and vigorous. Once he understood certain truths, he would become a big tree in the sky and indestructible.
So after a few words to wake him up, when he returned to the banquet hall, the young master of the Meng family, who had just lost his soul and ran away, seemed to have regained his old calmness. He even knew how to smile and lower his aloofness.
When Gu Yitong and others came looking for him, they saw Meng Ziheng who was chatting and laughing. He was stunned for a while and had some reaction.
"I thought he would rather die than hide in a corner and refuse to come out." Gu Yitong said in surprise.
Song Ye smiled and said nothing, his good friend's guess was completely accurate.
However, Fang Ye saw the clues, and the sharp phoenix eyes under his glasses fell on Song Ye, "It seems that you are the one who found him." The person who made him recover quickly was also you.
There was no wave on Song Ye's calm face, neither affirmation nor denial.
Among the iron four, Fang Ye has the deepest thoughts and the most comprehensive and sophisticated view of things. If it were not for his inexperience, Song Ye would have to expose his secrets in front of him.
However, these people were sincere towards Meng Ziheng, and Song Ye did not set up a defense against them.
Seeing that Meng Ziheng was safe, several people breathed a sigh of relief and were about to go have something to eat. Suddenly, they turned around and saw Nana in aqua blue cheongsam walking towards them, followed by a group of aristocratic families. Celebrity, powerful and imposing.
"The person who came here is not a good person." Wang Qianqian muttered, and as soon as her steps moved, she subconsciously blocked several people.
On the surface, she is the only woman here, so we can't let a group of big men come forward to fight with women.
Sure enough, Wang Qianqian's golden sword and majestic posture, like guarding a chicken, really made the people who approached hesitate for a moment.
Only Fu Tong'er kept walking and walked up to Wang Qianqian, then politely stretched out her hand and said hello, "Ms. Wang, nice to meet you."
Fu Tong'er is 165 centimeters tall and can reach 1.7 meters with high heels. She has a condescending feeling towards the petite Wang Qianqian.
"Miss Fu, nice to meet you." Wang Qianqian stretched out her hand, shook it lightly, and then separated. The coldness on her face made her aura not less impressive.
"I didn't expect that Miss Wang is also interested in antiques. I wonder if it was Mr. Wang's intention this time or if Miss Wang brought her friends to visit?" Fu Tong'er was like the hostess of a big house, asking the guests about their intentions. The corner of his eyes turned to Song Ye, who seemed to be absent.
Behind him, the ladies who walked over also laid their eyes on Song Ye, and said with a chuckle: "Miss Wang, I'm not telling you that if you bring friends out to attend a banquet, you should at least prepare a set of clothes for them. This kind of On occasion, he was wrapped like a rice dumpling, which made people laugh, haha... "
"I heard that this is your school's president. He and Ziheng are in the same dormitory and have the same title. It's just that the difference seems to be more than a little bit." Such things as ridicule and verbal quarrels do not depend on the noble family background. Being humble and changing, the naturally mean nature of women is clearly revealed at this moment.
"Haha..." Wang Qianqian frowned angrily at first, but after seeing the faces of these people clearly, she laughed angrily, spread her hands and said helplessly: "I can't help it, I'm afraid that if I dress up my friend too well, he will steal her. He stole everyone's limelight. You see, before he provoked anyone, he caught your eyes first. Speaking of which, this good-looking person is also a child of his parents, and he is not envious. Do you think so? "
Several people behind Wang Qianqian blinked their eyes in unison and were amazed. They usually never quarreled because they were always friendly, but they really didn't realize that she was so powerful in combat.
He was so angry that all the ladies on the opposite side almost vomited blood.
"Haha, Miss Wang really loves to joke. Song Ye is good-looking, but after all, it is a grand occasion. Dressing like this is a bit rude to the Meng family and other guests." Fu Tong'er maintained a slightly stiff smile on her lips. , changed the topic, and just like Aunt Rong who entered the palace, she was teaching the newcomers how to understand the rules.
Wang Qianqian really didn't like her white lotus face, so she rolled her eyes without thinking, "Not to mention the status of the Meng family compared to my Wang family, today is just a banquet for a junior to announce the news to an unknown child bride. It's really useless. You can see how grand it is.”
It is true that if Wang Qianqian represents Wang Yutang, then Meng Ziheng will naturally be the junior.
The focus of her words was obviously on the child bride. She especially added the word "unnamed" to clearly tell the girls across from her that you are just an adopted daughter who was picked up by someone. What right do you have to point fingers in front of them.
This circle attaches great importance to family blood, and this is also the weakness that Fu Tong'er cares about the most.
"Ms. Wang, as the saying goes, you don't slap someone in the face. Do you really want to turn against us because of such a countryman?" Fu Tong'er was ridiculed, and the group of people behind him were also lowered. Some people immediately quit. , and began to threaten to adopt exclusionary policies.
Unfortunately, Wang Qianqian waved her hands and said coldly: "No, we didn't get along well from the beginning. What you read all day long are fashion magazines, and what I read are company reports. If you don't agree with each other, you can't climb high."
Wang Qianqian didn't care about the company's business before, and she also liked to hang out with friends. But after what happened to Lin Hao last time, she followed Song Ye's example, worked hard, and became a good young man with positive outlook on life. This kind of eldest lady who has nothing to talk about and only knows how to spend money can be said to be scornful.
"Wang Qianqian, you... don't be so shameless." A group of girls across the street turned pale when they were yelled at, but they couldn't refute them. For a moment, they blushed and necked, and they were so angry that they wanted to curse.
"Who told you to look for trouble, but you are looking for trouble with Song Ye." Wang Qianqian had a tough attitude and also refused to give in.
"You..." The socialite went crazy and wanted to go up and tear Wang Qianqian's powerful mouth apart.
Fu Tong'er stopped him on one side, but his eyes were looking in other directions. Then when the waiter passed by with a tray, he accidentally bumped into the waiter.
Crash, with the girls screaming and shouting, all the cups in the tray flew out, and the mouth of the cup was pointed in the direction of Wang Qianqian.
Who would have thought that Fu Tong'er could calculate these things at such a time. Wang Qianqian's words were sharp, but her actions and reactions were not as good as her words. She stared blankly at the orange juice, red wine and foreign wine being poured over her. Her mind was buzzing, and she only had one thought left. .
Now, the embarrassment is huge.
But suddenly, she felt her eyes go dark, and there was a figure blocking her.