"I'm here, naturally, I will share a piece of the pie on the table." When
Song Ye walked out of the memorial service door, he looked back, and the portrait of Cheng Yuan hanging in the middle was glowing pale in the midday of late autumn. The people who came to mourn after investigating the direction of the wind, they all dispersed. The corpse in the coffin was left alone. Only one person from the funeral home was waiting to take the corpse away for cremation.
Thinking of the hideous-looking people on the table just now, who blamed and cursed each other for profit, she twitched the corners of her mouth, and her eyes were full of mockery.
I don't know that Cheng Yuan is in the Spirit of Heaven. Seeing the left and right hands he trusts, the person next to the pillow and his son are arguing with his son to divide his property. There is not even a guardian, so I don't know how he will feel.
People's hearts are the weakest thing. When tempted, they are just like rotting bamboo, and their defection is only an instant.
If you take it lightly, it will be her fate that lies here in the future.
This negotiation is actually not difficult, everything is ready, she is in the dark, and the other party is in the light, plus the soldier-factory is in her hands, there are too many shortcomings and handles to use, this big tree that has been entrenched for a hundred years is uprooted. It will take some time to get up, but it is not difficult.
Let it go, let it go, and kill it. After a while, her people will have a firm foothold in Southern Province.
Southern Province was successfully acquired, and Song Ye's forces blew a lot of wind on the road. Individuals who attempted to get ahead, Song Ye suppressed it with tough measures, and other provinces were in a state of self-risk.
At the same time, Song Ye struck the iron while it was hot, transferred all his main forces to surrounding provinces, and continued to extend his claws to attack.
Before leaving Southern Province, she went to see Hao Tian again.
The gradually cold weather seemed a little dry in inland areas like Southern Province. Hao Tian had an appointment with Song Ye for the first time. She waited at the cafe early and watched the bare branches outside the French windows occasionally drop one or two pieces. Fallen Leaf, startled in a daze.
She couldn't help thinking about the scene when Cheng Junfeng insulted her at the entrance of the hospital that day, and Song Ye stepped forward to help her. It seemed that no matter how long, the scenes of Song Ye saving her in the past had frozen in her mind frame by frame. Clear and clear.
With a breath of heat on the glass, she wrote Song Ye's name stroke by stroke. The simple strokes repeatedly seemed like her clean personality. Looking at it, she couldn't help but lift the corners of her mouth, showing A sweet smile.
Then suddenly, hearing Ding Ling's voice in the cafe, the door was opened and a white figure walked in.
She was overjoyed and turned her head abruptly to look at it, but she was instantly shaken by the scene in front of her eyes for a long time and could not return to her senses.
The girl is wearing a white long skirt. The skin exposed to the air is smooth and white. The small collarbone is exquisite and elegant in shape. The tight fabric at the waist outlines the girl's slender waist, which is full of grace and grace, which is reflected under the white skirt. The light faintly revealed the two straight legs, the short boots on the feet with a certain height, stepped on the floor, and it was just a plain and colorless face, but it was dazzling because of the cold temperament for no reason.
Song Ye is a born luminous body. Hao Tian knew this from a long time ago.
Only at that time, the person in front of her who walked into her heart was menswear.
Until the person in front of him sat down and greeted the waiter to order a cup of coffee, the sweet smile on the corner of Hao Tian's mouth was crushed little by little with the mist dissipating on the glass and disappeared.
"Song Ye, you are really, very beautiful." Hao Tian felt her heart aching like a needle stick when she said this compliment with great difficulty.
Song Ye raised his eyes to look at her faintly, a slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, with a hint of gentleness, "Are you still used to it here? Mr. Hao is in the capital. If you want to go, I will let him pick you up."
When she came today, she actually wanted to ask what Hao Tian meant. There is already a girl outside the province alone. If she is careless, she will be calculated. Song Ye doesn't want a second Cheng Junfeng to appear.
But for her kindness, Hao Tian shook her head, lowered her eyebrows and refused, "No, I am fine here. I am the daughter of the Hao family and don't want to be a vase. Song Ye, I think I can help you. "I want to stand by your side someday, no matter what kind of capacity you are.
Song Ye touched the fingertips of the coffee cup and swept across the beautiful girl opposite with cold eyebrows and sighed in her heart, "As long as you want, Yaowangtang will always have your place. Hao Tian, I will give it to Yaowangtang in the future. You, but nothing more." All
she can give is a Medicine King Hall.
This is the only compensation she can have for her.
As if her fingertips had been burned, Hao Tian stared at the coffee in front of her, and had the urge to cry in a daze, "I know, I understand, Song Ye, give me some time, I just haven't figured it out yet."
Song Ye pursed the corners of her mouth, and only whispered. She didn't understand these concerns about her children's affection, and she didn't know how to solve them.
But she also knew that Hao Tian didn't like her, she was just obsessed with the heartbeat in her memories. The Song Ye she saw was not a complete and real her.
The same is true of Qin Zhan. In his eyes, the younger brother, who is simple and somewhat small, has a brutal side hidden behind him.
In a blink of an eye, it was almost December. Song Ye had been away from school for too long. Wang Zhengnan was so angry that he almost went to Qin Zhan to complain. Finally, he heard that Song Ye had a serious illness. Continue to investigate.
Before returning to campus, Song Ye also issued an order, "Next to the coast, hit all the way to the capital."
The sword of the Ye Gang has already shown its edge, and the wind has blown on the road, and everyone is fascinated by it. When she saw her eyes, she wanted to fight the gangsters who had been comfortable for so many years.
In fact, deep down in her heart, she also knows that she has expanded so rapidly because of Qin Zhan's departure, without any worries, and not so restrained.
Only if she is strong enough, the Han family in the capital, Claire in country Y, the organization of her previous life, her real family, these huge forces, can she have the power to contend.
She wants to become stronger.
According to the rumors, the man who had been seriously ill returned to school and immediately received the multilateral care of his friends.
The roommate and classmate Meng Ziheng got a large tonic the next day and stuffed it into her hand, "eat more, or you won't be able to hold the writing brush in your wrists, and the writing will not look good." This person's narrative technique has always been concerned. Very arrogant, the reason is always awkward and ridiculous.
However, it is not just him, even Wang Qianqian, Gu Yitong and others have bought a bunch of supplements for her, and they don't know where to find out about her malnutrition.
Later, the reason was revealed by Le Siyu, who also tied Le Mingyu to supervise her eating, so that two people who could not see each other had their eyes widened even when they were eating.
Author: recently blocked a lot of chapters, leading to some confusion publication, the author will be processed as soon as possible.Song Ye also didn't expect that after going out and doing errands, he would become a figure in the small group.
Moreover, everyone saw that their eyes were still so strange.
It wasn't until everyone ran 800 meters in the physical education class and sat on the playground that Mencius awkwardly revealed a message.
"Song Ye, if you have any problems in your family, you can actually tell us that they are all friends, you are welcome."
Song Ye was still a little confused when he said this. Later even Gu Yitong and the others spoke up, she said. It suddenly dawned on me.
They dare to believe that Song Ye's skinny skin is due to financial difficulties at home or abuse by his parents.
"You have misunderstood. Although I am an orphan, I am doing well now and don't worry about food and clothing." She is only used to traveling, not picking up on her face, so she gives people the illusion of a poor child.
But everyone only heard about the orphans, and the rest of the food and clothes were automatically omitted.
"Why don't you come to my house?"
"Why don't you go to my house?" After a
short silence, two voices sounded at the same time.
Song Ye was slightly surprised. Wang Qianqian suggested that she could understand the overwhelming sympathy of girls, but she was surprised by the other Mencius who spoke.
The rumors that the Meng family's young master stabbed his sleeves are still raging, and now it's more serious to take her tomboy back home?
But Meng Ziheng obviously did not have this kind of self-consciousness. Instead, when he heard Wang Qianqian speaking, he frowned and retorted, "It is not appropriate to go to Wang's house, and it is not suitable for men and women to give or receive marriage."
Wang Qianqian was silent, and Song Ye was silent.
The two of them thought in unison that it would be better for a man to give or not to kiss than for a man to stir the foundation and corrupt it.
In the end, even Le Mingyu grabbed his hair, yelling helplessly and having to compromise: "My brother also said, let you live at home, and hire a special cook to treat your body." God knows Le Mingyu knows the news. He often collapsed when he used to think he was his own brother. Since Song Ye appeared, he had a sense of being picked up.
Of course, this kind of proposal was also rejected by Song Ye. She now has to drive to the school gate if she doesn't go home and drink Tang Yunhua. If she lives in someone else's house, she is probably going crazy.
In short, the sequelae caused by Song Ye's malnutrition incident can be described as long-lasting.
But after all, it was the concern of family and friends, and she couldn't refuse it.
One week after returning to school, she was called to the office by Wang Zhengnan, and as soon as she walked in, she was stuffed with a pile of supplements, bird's nest, ginseng and gum, the same variety as the pile on the dormitory bed.
"Unexpectedly, the principal cares about the health of the students so much." Song Ye's face was paralyzed, but his heart was pumping, really suspecting that these things were bought at the same store.
"Cough cough, of course I care about the students, but your elder brother entrusted me to buy these things." Wang Zhengnan coughed awkwardly, his old face was a little frustrated. The students have spoken, should he send it back in his own name tomorrow?
Of course, Song Ye didn't know his thoughts of vomiting blood, but when he heard the source of the supplement, he felt heavy in his hands, and his mood was a bit unspeakable. "Brother, he hasn't come back yet?"
Wang Zhengnan was startled. , "No, why, the two brothers quarreled?" If they don't quarrel, how can they not contact each other.
Song Ye shook his head, "No, if the principal has nothing else to do, I will leave first." After finishing speaking, he turned and strode away without waiting for the other party to continue speaking. There was a hint of escape from his back.
Wang Zhengnan frowned and thought for a long time, but didn't understand what was going on with the brothers.
Besides, Song Ye, who came out of the principal's office with a bunch of supplements, met an old acquaintance as soon as he came out of the corner.
"Are you relatives to the principal?" Fu Tong'er raised her eyebrows, her eyes fell on her hand, and the question was condescending.
With a calm expression on his face, Song Ye directly ignored the jealous woman. As soon as he walked around, he wanted to go to the sky.
"Stop!" Fu Tong'er, who was ignored for the first time, let out a low voice, and couldn't help but grab Song Ye's arm.
The latter was irritable. He raised his hand and threw the person out, frowning at the girl who was troubled by herself repeatedly, "It is your own business that you like Mencius, don't mess with me."
Fu Tong'er He wrinkled a graceful face, clutching a faintly painful back, but his voice was unwilling, "If you hadn't been around Ziheng forever, he wouldn't have been misunderstood. If you were true to him If you don't have an attempt, you should leave him with knowledge. With the gift box on the left and the gift box on the right, do you still know what self-love is? You..." In the
latter words, she never said it again, because Song Ye's hands were already Pinched her neck and nailed her to the wall.
"Put your mouth clean, otherwise I won't be merciful next time." After that, Song Ye put his hand back, and did not look down on Fu Tong'er, who was sitting on the ground and coughing violently.
When he returned to the dormitory, Mencius was not there, Song Ye put the gift box aside, and did not mix with the others.
She stared at what was in front of her, and gradually her thoughts became a little trance.
Since coming into contact with the army and fire and expanding the territory, Song Ye has deliberately avoided Qin Zhan's news during this period. Perhaps she knew that the two would eventually face each other, so she subconsciously avoided it.
But now seeing what he gave, Song Ye found sadly that she still cared as always. Just like beating Claire because of a meal at the beginning, she was murderous to Fu Tonger because of an insult.
From the bottom of her heart, she couldn't tolerate anyone doing damage to Qin Zhan's things. To put it bluntly, she still regarded Qin Zhan as her own and had a serious mentality of protecting shortcomings.
This perception is too bad. This is the first time Song Ye wants to escape since his rebirth.
She couldn't let go of her concern for Qin Zhan, and knew that the other party could not be her brother to the leader of the gang.
Yunhua was right, she caused herself a huge trouble.
Mencius opened the door of the room and saw Song Ye standing by the table practicing calligraphy. His thin figure was tense, and even the thin face was serious. Looking at the writing under her hand, he couldn't help shaking his head. Reached out and took her pen hand.
Song Ye was stunned, but turned around to discover the existence of Mencius Heng.
"Don't practice calligraphy if your heart is not calm. Calligraphy is the result of love, not a pure heart spell." The other party lightly took away the brush from her hand, took away the rice paper underneath, and pointed to the tabletop, "The characters are good, but Using too much force, it is strong and easy to break."
Song Ye followed his line of sight, only then saw the ink stains on the desktop, and he pressed his lips without saying a word.
"There will be a banquet at home in a few days. Would you like to go together to relax?" The
content of the previous chapter has been revised, and the plot has been connected. It is not a repeated recovery. Please feel free to read it.Mencius is a careful person. From the brush writing on the rice paper, you can tell that Song Ye is in a bad mood, and he also knows that his roommate is a guy with very restrained emotions, and he won't easily tell people about their troubles.
Looking at this thin body, Mencius never even thought about it, blurted out and sent out an invitation.
However, Song Ye, who was opposite, was silent, as if thinking about something.
Mencius suddenly remembered the rumors and talks outside today. If Song Ye is allowed to appear at the banquet, there will be no silver three hundred taels in this place. At that time, it will only make the other party troublesome. When he thinks of this, he lowers his eyes. He said softly, "Sorry."
"Okay." At the same time, another answer came out of Song Ye's mouth.
What did she just say? it is good?
As soon as Mencius raised his head steadily, he ran into a pair of cold and waveless eyes when he couldn't reach the defense. The light and shallow light inside was like an eternal mirror, as if it could penetrate people's hearts.
Bang Bang, Mencius Heng felt that his heart missed a beat for an instant. Realizing that the distance between the two was too close, he turned his head slightly, shifting his gaze and dared not look at those eyes again, "You promised?" He Reconfirmed again, and didn't know what he was guilty of.
"Well, send it to me when the time and place are up." Song Ye didn't notice anything unusual. After answering, he changed to the cabinet to get his clothes, and went straight to the bathroom to take a shower.
It wasn't until Mencius Heng mentioned the banquet just now that Song Ye remembered that the Bai family secretly slandered the Meng family, and she decided to come forward to see the situation.
Meng Ziheng, who was left in place, did not know Song Ye's thoughts. After a long period of stunned expression, a gentle smile appeared on his face. He looked down at the calligraphy on the rice paper and finally put it into his desk carefully. below.
Song Ye didn't take it too seriously until receiving Mencius's message. After throwing the phone into the space, she began to concentrate on researching her ability to release the space.
After returning from Southern Province, she has been trying various training methods, and finally she gradually learned the trick.
The air wall formed from the space is the same as her detection ability in principle. It takes time to construct. The wider the area, the longer it takes. The air wall will condense with the size of the physical object. It will take longer, and it takes a lot of mental and physical energy to freeze the air wall, which is far more difficult than detection.
But on the other hand, the higher the degree of difficulty, the greater the practicality. The defensive strength of this gas wall is quite strong. Song Ye has tried to use a submachine gun to shoot continuously but cannot penetrate it. On the battlefield, this is equivalent to natural Tempered glass is another powerful plug-in.
Because of the practice of the air wall, even though she had eaten a lot of good supplements during the time she returned to school, Song Ye still couldn't get fat, and her fair face was often pale, causing her to ask for leave from time to time, and the head teacher was helpless.
When the Meng's family held a banquet that day, Wang Qianqian originally said that he would pick Song Ye with him, but the expansion of Ye Gang needs Song Ye's command, so Song Ye hurriedly arrived at the beginning of the banquet.
The highest standard venue for banquets in Shishi City is Tianxin Pavilion, so after Song Ye Qingche Shulu submitted the invitation at the front desk, he went to the banquet hall on the second floor.
It was December, and the weather had turned cooler. Men and women's coats and padded jackets were everywhere on the streets, but high-class banquets have always been races that require demeanor and no warmth. So when you enter the venue, you will still see suits and suits wherever you can. Sling dress, all seasons are like spring.
There is also heating in the venue, and it is actually not cold, but Song Ye is wearing a jacket, but does not intend to take it off. Recently, she has exhausted too much energy and her body's ability to withstand the cold has plummeted. She will not be wronged for a banquet.
However, she thought that she was not the protagonist and it didn't matter, but when Wang Qianqian and Fang Ye and others gathered around to look for her, she still attracted a lot of prying eyes.
"Song Ye, are you still uncomfortable?" Wang Qianqian leaned over, pulling Song Ye's clothes a little worried. As a friend, she didn't think Song Ye's clothes had a problem, just because the heating in the venue was turned on. Also wrapped up like this, caring about her body.
"I also put a down jacket in my car, let someone bring it up for you?" Fang Ye also made suggestions.
Song Ye waved her hand and felt speechless. "It's not that weak, it will be fine after a while." She also knows that she has been practicing abilities too hard recently, which has caused such a weak look. It seems that she has to slow down. Row.
Several people spoke around her for a while. The lights in the banquet hall suddenly went out, and the overhead spotlight hit the high platform. When everyone's eyes gathered, they saw a gray-haired old man standing on a cane. In front of the microphone.
"This is the old man of the Meng family?" Song Ye asked how many people beside him, but did not look away from the high platform.
"Well, Mencius will also be on stage later. This banquet is probably to explain the rumors, but I also saw their child bride-in-law just now." Wang Qianqian lowered her voice, her tone full of gossip.
Hearing this, Song Ye moved his gaze to both sides of the high platform. On the left is the eye-catching Mencius with a solemn face, but the right is empty, only a corner of the skirt is exposed behind the decorative background board.
It seemed that it was the old man of the Meng family who wanted to do something.
But after all, this is Mencius's own feelings, Song Ye didn't want to talk too much.
"Thank you all the guests for coming to my Meng family banquet. The main purpose of this banquet is to clarify the rumors about my grandson Meng Ziheng some time ago." Mr. Meng shook his face as if he was a patriarch in ancient times. Serious and old-fashioned, all words are circumflex, one instruction at a time.
Under such a process, Mencius was accustomed to standing in front of the high platform, making his excuses for prevarication of marriage into a joke.
Originally, even if the matter ended here, no matter whether others believe it or not, since then, even if it is doubted, it cannot be explained in the open.
But Elder Meng suddenly announced the marriage in a high-profile manner at this time, "In order to calm the rumors as soon as possible, my grandson, Heng, decided to make a marriage contract with Fu Tong'er, my adopted daughter of the Meng family, and get married
on the next day." At that time, whether it was on stage, Everyone saw the astonishment on Mencius Heng's face.
The author has something to say: Everyone has recently seen the problem of chapters being blocked, which has caused many chapters to be confused. Now the author is working hard to revise the text and strive to pass the content without being blocked. It is not easy to update 10,000 words a day. I also wrote more than 800,000. I have been diligent and diligent in front of me. Please see that I have never slackened on this article and I will give the author a little understanding. Chapter confusion and blocking are really not what the author wants. If possible, I want to try my best to write a perfect ending.The reason why Meng Ziheng was willing to stand up to clarify the rumors was because he received a secret photo of himself and Song Ye going in and out. He could endure the pressure on him, but he didn't want to let his friends be implicated along with him, so when the old man of the Meng family asked for clarification at the banquet, he agreed to the matter.
I never thought that the old man of the Meng family was a drunkard who didn't want to drink, and when he came to the stage, he was caught off guard.
"Grandpa." With a gloomy face, Mencius Heng stepped forward and walked into the spotlight.
"Zi Heng, grandpa is old. The Meng family is inherited from generations to generations, and you will be responsible for it from now on. Tong'er is the child who is the most righteous child in my Meng family and can help you righteous the entire Meng family. Jiye, grandpa sincerely bless you." Grandpa Meng fisted sincerely on the stage, but there were no tears, but the applause from the audience was thunderous, and there was a bit of true affection and a bit of falsehood.
Song Ye stood under the stage holding a glass of wine, his eyes were as mocking as the others.
Speaking of superficial writing skills, Jiang is still hot, how could Mencius be the opponent of Mr. Meng, with his ancestors' foundation, the old man's wish, one top hat after another, Mencius can not be on the spot if he is not willing to oppose attack.
"Tong'er, come up." Then, while Mencius was silent, Old Man Meng looked to the right and called out a soft voice.
Everyone turned their eyes, but after seeing the background board of the high platform, Fu Tong'er, dressed in graceful aqua-blue embroidered cheongsam, pulled her hair in a bun, with picturesque eyebrows, and walked towards the high platform, and finally stood beside the old man Meng. Lao, like a pure lotus blooming in the water.
"Tsk, don't tell me, Fu Tong'er is the most beautiful and temperamental lady I've seen when I grew up. It's as if she was completely tailor-made for Ziheng. Elder Meng chose to put it at this time. She pulled to the front of the stage, it can't be said that it is not a clever trick." At this time, it is Le Mingyu's two-hundred-and-fifteen good methods that have seen the Meng family.
The only people present who were close to Mencius offered their sorrow and sympathy.
A perfect match for men and women.
This is the judgment standard of outsiders, but no one has ever paid attention to whether Mencius Hengxi likes it or not.
At least from the strained face of Mencius Heng, there is no joy for the time being, but even so, this engagement banquet introduced in advance still made the host and the guest happy.
Mencius stood on the stage, listening to the thunderous applause, his eyes fell on Mr. Meng who was only a step away, looking at him with a smile and satisfaction, and Fu Tong'er's premeditated silk embroidered cheongsam with a heart. It kept getting cold, and it was empty, as if it had fallen into a cold, icy sky and snow.
He was educated and raised by his grandfather. He started to hold the brush when he was just sitting. When the children of other families were playing outside, he would sit in the study and endorse the book. He told him that he was always a Mencius. The hope of the entire Meng family exists for the sake of the Meng family.
His hard work became an instinct in the long time afterwards, and even he felt that it was his responsibility to maintain the Meng family. If it weren't for the matter of getting married, he still wouldn't realize that his life would have been shackled. And this unforeseen engagement banquet gave him a blow.
The cruel facts told him that he was not the hope of the Meng family, but a slave of the Meng family, carrying the dust that was destined to be sacrificed under this heavy foundation.
He didn't remember when he stepped off the high platform like this. When he reacted, he was already curled up and sitting in the corner of the corridor. A hand was dropped on top of his head, and he lightly pressed his head, cold. The voice came over, "My friends, are all looking for you."
Everyone is worried about you.
Mencius regained consciousness from the stiffness, and then looked up at the young man in white clothes and white pants in front of him. It seemed that she was not accustomed to making such a soothing gesture. Her posture was also twisted a bit, just patted his head. , Put his hand back into his pocket again, and stood quietly beside him.
Without extra care and comfort, Mencius also knew that Song Ye was not good at this, but at this moment, compared to the stubborn Gu Yitong, Song Ye's silent companionship made him feel more at ease, and he also retained a few words. Divide sad dignity.
After wiping his face, he stood up again with the help of the wall and moved some numb legs and feet. His face has recovered calmly, "Let's go." No matter when and where, he could not Mencius. Let outsiders read the joke.
The sixteen-year-old boy has actually taken a lot on his small shoulders.
He was not as unrestrained and fearless as Song Ye, and Song Ye could not understand his shackles and heaviness before.
Only this time I saw it, and I was right to repay him the favor of matching him with Lesyu.
"If you want to leave the Meng family, I can help you." Song Ye stood there and didn't move, and his cold voice was particularly clear in the quiet aisle.
Mencius, who was walking ahead, paused in his footsteps, slightly surprised, and remembered the inexplicable words Song Ye had said when he was living in the wild that day.
"Do you really have this ability?" In the past, he might have dismissed such rhetoric, but after getting along during this period of time, he still understands Song Ye's nature.
She will never take action if she is not sure.
Song Ye is a man who does what he says.
"At least in this stone city, I can still be the master." Song Ye faintly told the truth, in fact, looking at the entire Luo Province, she can be regarded as covering the sky with one hand.
But such a modest remark made Mencius perseverely startled. After hesitating, he asked again: "Then what if I want to take down the Meng family?"
Song Ye raised his eyebrows and put his hands in his trouser pockets, calmly. "It's not difficult."
This answer is arrogant, even arrogant, but for no reason, Mencius believed her.
He always felt that Song Ye was not as simple as it seemed on the surface, and even Wang Qianqian's identity would often show a look of jealousy towards Song Ye. He was not a fool, so how could he not notice the strangeness.
Thinking of the ups and downs of this period of time, and the deeds of the grandfather whom he respected for many years, Mencius looked dreadfully, clenched his fists and said with a serious face: "I want to take down the Meng Family, no matter what the price is."
Song Ye did . I appreciate his non-escaping attitude, stepped forward and walked over, standing by his side, lightly said, "Hibernate, sometimes for a better counterattack."
Blindly twisted his neck hard. Not bowing your head will only make the rope around your neck tighten, and smart people will know how to take advantage of the trend.Song Ye believed that Mencius was not an Adou who could not be supported by mud. The young man seemed pedantic and weak, but in fact he was vigorous and vigorous. Once he understood certain truths, he would become a huge tree indestructible.
So after waking up in a few words, when he returned to the banquet hall, the young master Meng, who had just been devastated and fled, seemed to have recovered his old calmness. He even knew how to welcome him with a smile and lower his height.
When Gu Yitong and others were looking for him, they saw Mencius Heng who was just talking and laughing, and for a while, he was shocked and reacted a little.
"I thought he would hide in a corner and refuse to come out." Gu Yitong said in surprise.
Song Ye didn't laugh, his friend's guess was completely accurate.
But Fang Ye saw the clue, the sharp Danfeng eyes under the glasses fell on Song Ye, "It seems that you are the one who found him." It is also you who made him recover quickly.
Song Ye's calm face couldn't afford a wave, neither affirmed nor denied.
Among the four corners of the iron, Fang Ye had the deepest thoughts and was the most comprehensive and old-fashioned. If it weren't for the shallow experience, Song Yebao would have to show himself in front of him.
But these people were sincere towards Mencius Heng, and Song Ye didn't defend them.
Seeing that Mencius is always safe and sound, several people breathed a sigh of relief and were about to eat something. They turned around abruptly and saw an aqua-blue cheongsam and curly Nana walking towards this side, followed by a group of families. Celebrities, mighty and powerful.
"The visitor is not good." Wang Qianqian muttered, and when she moved her footsteps, she subconsciously stopped in front of a few people.
She is the only woman here, so you can't let a group of elders talk to women.
Sure enough, Wang Qianqian, a horse with a golden sword, had a posture like a little chicken, and he really made the few people who approached hesitate.
Only when Fu Tong'er kept walking and walked to Wang Qianqian, she politely extended her hand and said hello, "Miss Wang, it's nice to meet you."
Fu Tong'er is 165 centimeters long and can reach 1.7 meters with high heels. With a petite body, Wang Qianqian has a condescending sense of sight.
"Miss Fu, lucky to meet." Wang Qianqian stretched out her hand, briefly shook the other party, and then separated. The coldness on her face made her momentum not inferior.
"Unexpectedly, Miss Wang is also interested in antiques. I don't know if Mr. Wang meant this time or Miss Wang brought friends to stroll around by herself?" Fu Tong'er was like a hostess in a mansion, asking about the guests' intentions. If there is a corner of his eye, Song Ye turned to the side.
Behind him, the ladies who walked over also set their eyes on Song Ye, and said with a chuckle: "Miss Wang, it's not me who said, bring friends out to the banquet, somehow they will also prepare clothes for them. The occasion was still like a zongzi, making people look at jokes, haha..."
"I heard that this is the school grass of your school. I also got the title of a dormitory with Ziheng side by side. It's just this gap, it seems It's more than a star and a half." Such things as sarcasm and tongue-in-cheek will not change because of the nobility and inferiority of the family background. The natural and mean nature of women is undoubtedly revealed at this moment.
"Hehe..." Wang Qianqian frowned in anger at first, but after seeing the faces of these people, she laughed in anger, spread her hands and said helplessly: "No way, I'm afraid of dressing up my friend too well. It robbed everyone of the limelight. You see, this didn't provoke anyone, so it came into your eyes first. Speaking of which looks good, it's because of your parents, and you won't be envious. You say it's not
right behind Wang Qianqian. All of them blinked and sighed, and because they had never quarreled with each other in peace, I didn't find her fighting strength so strong.
It's simply a stunner, and the ladies on the opposite side almost vomited blood.
"Hehe, Miss Wang really likes to laugh, Song Ye looks good, but it is a grand occasion. Dressed like this is a bit rude to the Meng family and other guests." Fu Tong'er maintained a slightly stiff smile at the corners of her mouth. , Changed the subject, and taught the newcomers how to understand the rules just like Mother Rong who entered the palace.
Wang Qianqian really looked at her white lotus face and rolled her eyes without thinking about it. "Not to mention how the Meng family compares with my Wang family. Today is just a banquet where a junior and an unknown child's bride-in-law announced news. See how grand it is."
Indeed, if Wang Qianqian represented Wang Yutang, then Mencius would naturally be a junior.
And the focus of her remarks is obviously on the child bride-in-law, especially the word "no name" was added to tell the girl on the opposite side plainly that you are just an adopted daughter who was picked up by someone, and what capital is in front of them.
This circle attaches great importance to family bloodlines, and this is also the weakness that Fu Tonger, who is under the fence, is most concerned about.
"Miss Wang, as the saying goes, beating people is not slapped in the face. Do you really want to turn against us for such a countryman?" Fu Tong'er was ridiculed, and even the group of people behind him was dragged down. Someone immediately stopped doing it. , The policy of exclusion began to threaten.
Unfortunately, Wang Qianqian waved his hand, cold and said:. "No, we can start no better, all day long you see the fashion magazines, I see the company report, different phase for the plan, the climb can not afford,"
Wang Qianqian ago She doesn't care about the company's business, and she likes to mix with friends, friends and friends. But after experiencing Lin Hao's last time, she followed Song Ye, worked hard and became a good young man with positive attitudes. The eldest lady who just knows how to splurge is scornful.
"Wang Qianqian, you... don't shame on your face." A group of girls on the opposite side were so dull that they couldn't refute them. They blushed for a while and were so angry that they wanted to curse the street.
"Who makes you all right to find trouble, but to find Song Ye trouble." Wang Qianqian was tough, and also refused to give in.
"You..." The celebrity was mad, and she wanted to go up and tear Wang Qianqian's powerful mouth.
Fu Tong'er stopped on one side, but her eyes were looking in other directions, and then when the waiter was passing by with the tray, she accidentally bumped into the opponent.
Wow, with the girls screaming and shouting, the cups in the tray all flew out, and the mouth of the cup was pointed in Wang Qianqian's direction.
Who would have thought that Fu Tong'er could calculate these things in such a time, Wang Qianqian had a sharp mouth, but the ability to react in action was not as good as a mouthful. Watching the orange juice, red wine and foreign wine spill over, there was only one thought left in her mind. .
Now, the embarrassment is big.
But suddenly, she felt black in front of her eyes, and a figure was blocking her.