The time on the invitation is the sixteenth day of the first lunar month.
Before sixteen, Song Yunxuan lived a very quiet life.
Chu Mochen went to the hospital with her for a check-up. After taking some medicine, the vomiting symptoms had almost disappeared.
Zhong Yuan's thumb ring and Luo Fanshu's ring finger have been sent back by Chu Mochen.
The day before Song Yunxuan's banquet, Chu Mochen took her to a shrine in Tokyo to ask for a fortune.
The signature shows that it is signed under.
She just raised her eyebrows slightly and threw the lot away.
Chu Mochen saw her throwing away the lottery and walked over with a frown: "What?"
"The signature is not good."
"Sign up?"
Song Yunxuan smiled. Her sharp chin was highlighted by her fur scarf, her face was white with light pink, she had ice-cold muscles and clear eyebrows.
"Place your signature."
Chu Mochen's face became ugly, and he reached out to pull her to ask for another sign.
Song Yunxuan, however, held his hand with both hands, pulled his hand away from her fingers, high-fived her three times in front of the shrine, closed her eyes and made a wish silently.
"Smoke it again."
Song Yunxuan disagreed: "This kind of thing is just for good luck. It can be believed or not. Why should it be so serious?"
"It's just because it's auspicious, so I ask you to draw a lucky lot."
Chu Mochen brought the lottery tube over.
Song Yunxuan finished her wish and looked up at him: "It's never the gods or Buddhas who can protect me."
Her eyes were low, clear and firm, as if she had seen all the wind and rain.
"Who is that?" Chu Mochen asked him in a low voice.
Her smile appeared: "It's me too, maybe... it's you."
She hid her fingers in her plush fur sleeves to avoid the cold, and looked at her with a smile: "Are you right?"
Chu Mochen had a strange feeling in his heart. He reached out and took her hand, wrapping one of her hands with his palm to warm her: "I will protect you, as long as you are willing."
Song Yunxuan nodded, his look reflected in her eyes: "I do."
Chu Mochen, as long as you are good to me, I am willing.
When I finish all this, I want to be by your side.
Wait until I'm done.
Wait for me to avenge Gu Changge.
Soon, soon.
She hugged her gently and pressed her face against his chest, as docile as a kitten that suddenly became sensible.
Chu Mochen's fingers gently placed on her back, and his lips kissed her hair gently: "I will protect you, and we will return to Yuncheng soon."
After settling the matter with the Xiao family, return to Yuncheng.
…
After rushing back to Hong Kong from Tokyo overnight, Song Yunxuan was so exhausted that she thought she would fall asleep in bed.
But she didn't expect that she would already wake up at five o'clock in the morning.
The banquet is scheduled for dinner time.
Song Yunxuan looked at the electronic clock and saw that it was only five o'clock in the morning. She got out of bed in her pajamas, then opened the curtains and looked at the yard in the night.
The shadows of the trees were hidden in the darkness, and the sky was starless and pitch black.
There are lights in the courtyard illuminating the ground next to the fountain.
The fountain is still gurgling.
Under the light, there was flying snow swirling in the sky and falling from the sky like feathers.
Song Yunxuan looked at the snowy scene outside the window with indifferent eyes, her thoughts drifting away little by little.
Memories of the past emerged in my mind little by little.
She thought of Gu Cheng again and her biological father.
Gu Changge's biological mother died young, and his only relative was Lei Ting's father.
Although she is her father's favorite and most biased child, his father will never let her become a useless young lady.
She looks like Gu Cheng, but her personality is inherited from her mother's weakness and softness.
She has been with her father since she was four years old.
My father is a tall and handsome man who likes to wear a pair of black lambskin gloves in winter.
The gloves are smooth and soft.
Her little hand was held by such a hand, and in the winter, she walked from the entrance of the huge Gu family compound to the entrance of the main house.
That section of the road was long, with snow falling in the sky.
Her father's footprints and her little footprints stretched in a series on the white snow.
Her father was willing to hold her hand and walk with her, but he would never pick her up and hold her for the entire journey.
She has been stumbling around since she was a child. Even though her tired legs were sore and she wanted to act coquettishly, the coldness in her father's eyes still made her keep her words of coquettishness in her throat.
When she was fourteen, she learned from the old housekeeper that only the next head of the Gu family could be led from the door of the Gu family's mansion to the main door.
Other children can only use the side door.
Even though they are both Gu Cheng's children.
She is the most different.
Because they are different, she has to walk the Gu family's path on her own.
She must support the Gu family.
Even if everyone around her is gone, even if there is no father who leads her all the way.
She still had to hold on and lead the next head of the Gu family through this long journey.
Thinking of this, she involuntarily raised her head and sniffed.
Behind him, a soft wool coat suddenly fell on his shoulders.
Warmth wraps around the body.
She glanced sideways.
The man in pajamas hugged her from behind and put his hands on her waist: "Why don't you sleep more?"
"Can't sleep."
"You sleep too little, which is not good for your health."
She put her hand on top of his and said, "It will get better gradually in the future. Today is an exception."
"exception?"
Chu Mochen asked her keenly.
Song Yunxuan smiled, and the gleaming light reflected in her pupils was reflected in the transparent mirror-like glass.
"yes."
It's the exception, the long-awaited exception.
Today is destined to be particularly exciting.
…
The Xiao family banquet hosted the wealthy families in the Hong Kong business circle and the Hong Kong dignitaries from the upper class society.
The Xiao family is so prestigious that everyone invited came to the Xiao family in advance.
Xiao Zhai owns the best piece of land in Hong Kong City, and every inch of land is extremely valuable.
Today's main house is no longer the antique architectural style of ten years ago. After the death of Mr. Xiao's most cherished son, Xiao Xuan, the old man moved to the courtyard deep in the main house.
The huge Xiao family was handed over to the two brothers Xiao Yu and Xiao Liang for repairs.
The two brothers had great power over the Xiao family and believed that the entire Xiao family was already within their grasp, so they simply chose the European style they liked when renovating the mansion.
Although the old man complained slightly, he did not go into details.
The Xiao family mansion now displays an architectural style that combines Chinese and Western styles.
The old man lives in the depths of Xiao's house to recuperate, while Xiao Yu and Xiao Liang spend all their time in the villa in front.
Because this Xiao family banquet was hosted by the two brothers Xiao Yu and Xiao Liang, the banquet venue was naturally set at the Xiao family's European-style villa.
Song Yunxuan chose a backless mermaid evening dress before departure. Wearing an ice blue diamond-encrusted evening dress on her body, she looked as if a mermaid had strayed into the world.
The jet-black hair was styled by the hairstylist into a dignified and delicate look, and the exposed forehead was smooth and beautiful.
The facial features on a small face carry a beauty and maturity that cannot be ignored.
A diamond necklace was worn on her fair neck.
The true love ring was put on the ring finger of her right hand by Chu Mochen himself.
Looking at herself in the mirror, Song Yunxuan was slightly distracted.
Chu Mochen stood next to her, matching her so well.
She smiled: "Let's go."
Although Chu Mochen was hesitant, he did not stop her from going to Xiao's house.
The moment she saw the invitation, she felt a little excited.
Xiao Jiancheng's handwriting is vigorous and powerful, with a strong ink style.
Although this old man is already eighty-seven years old, the strength in his bones has continued over time.
People say that you can understand a person by looking at his handwriting.
Song Yunxuan looked at Xiao Jiancheng's handwriting and could vaguely guess who Xiao Jiancheng was, but it was just a rough guess.
On the way to Xiao's house, the phone vibrated silently twice.
Song Yunxuan glanced down at him and then looked away.
Chu Mochen only saw her looking at her phone, a little suspicious: "Who is looking for you?"
"It's just an alarm clock. I was afraid of missing the time for the dinner, so I set the alarm clock for two time periods."
When she responded like this, Chu Mochen didn't ask any more questions.
But when he arrived at the Xiao family compound, Chu Mochen got off the car first.
The car door opened and he reached over.
She put her hand on his outstretched fingers, felt his fingers tighten and exert force, then got off the car and was held by his waist.
When the media in Hong Kong City received the news that the Xiao family was hosting a dinner party, they all gathered in front of the Xiao family's mansion.
Every invited guest was surrounded by the media the moment they got off the bus, took photos, and even asked for interviews.
The moment Song Yunxuan got out of the car, the spotlights came on, making her eyes hurt.
Chu Mochen's bodyguards quickly stepped forward to block the bright light that flashed when the media clicked the shutter.
Chu Mochen took Song Yunxuan into his arms, and Song Yunxuan obediently let him protect her as she walked inside.
Some media came up with a microphone to interview Chu Mochen: "I heard that the Xiao family and the Huo family are not on good terms. This time the Xiao family held a dinner and invited celebrities from all walks of life to come. Mr. Chu, you are from a Yuncheng family. Does coming to the appointment mean that you want to meet the Xiao family?" Is the family close to Qin and Jin?"
Chu Mochen protected Song Yunxuan and walked forward without saying a word.
The scene was a bit chaotic, and the surrounding media rushed toward them with microphones in their hands.
It was difficult for the bodyguards Chu Mochen brought to protect them as they moved forward.
Just at this time, some media rushed in front of the two of them and pointed the microphone at Song Yunxuan, who was silent in Chu Mochen's arms: "I heard that Miss Song is the daughter of the Song family in Yuncheng. Miss Song, are you in Huo?" Did Huo Jiahui, the eldest daughter of the family, get to know Mr. Chu later?"
Song Yunxuan looked away from Chu Mochen's arms and looked at the microphone in front of her, her eyes were indifferent and she didn't speak.
Seeing this, the bodyguard pushed the media away, and his assistant followed and responded on behalf of Song Yunxuan: "This is Miss Song's private matter, no comment."
The media seemed to have found a breakthrough, and they pointed their microphones at Song Yunxuan: "Miss Song, are you the third party who intervened between Young Master Chu and Queen Huo?"
"How did you get involved in the relationship between the two of you?"
"Is it Mr. Chu who changed his mind first or what means did you use to force Mr. Chu?"
Song Yunxuan didn't know why the media was paying overwhelming attention to her emotional problems, but since this issue was raised, keeping silent would appear to be too weak and bullyable.
She left Chu Mochen for a moment and faced the reporters who were chasing after her: "Actually..."
"Actually, I have never had a relationship with Miss Huo Jiahui. Yunxuan is my lover. I love her deeply."
As soon as these words came out, the media were stunned.
Song Yunxuan couldn't help but be startled.
Is it inappropriate to tell her that I love her so frankly at this time