A dark shirt with a dark fine-grained tie and a strict suit made Jiang Feng's figure look more upright and strict, it was really strict, he suddenly smiled at the mirror, it was a simple family gathering, why did he bother to dress so solemnly, and when he was about to take off his tie and change into a more relaxed outfit, the mobile phone on the bedside table made a vibrating sound.

"Helle, JOE, is that you?"

"Owen, it's me!"

"JOE, IT'S BEEN A LONG TIME SINCE YOU'VE CALLED ME, HOW'S IT GOING?"

"I'm back in the United States!"

"Oh, you're coming, OK, great, I'll drive over and pick you up right away!"

"No, I'll come by myself!"

"Okay, I'll be waiting for you at home!"

"How can I have the leisure to be at home today?"

"My daddy and mommy are from Hong Kong, and we have a small party today!"

"Owen, I heard you have a girlfriend?"

"yes, I did know a girl!"

"Do you like her a lot? Want to meet your parents? ”

"It's alright! By the way, she's already here, and I'll introduce you to you! ”

"Looks like you're getting into a pretty formal relationship!"

"Mengxuan is a very good girl!"

"You're confident in your girlfriend, though, I hope you don't have another three-minute heat!"

"I'm very persistent with myself this time!"

"Well, I congratulate you on really finding true love this time!"

"Found true love?" Jiang Feng's hand holding the phone hung down weakly, leaning slightly, he lit a cigarette, and in the wisps of light smoke, he suddenly smiled nervously bitterly. Why? Why does the woman who loves him not the one he loves, but the woman he loves with all his heart and soul wants to turn him away, Jiang Feng, is it really God punishing you for being inattentive in this life, so that you want to let her pass by you when you meet the person you love? Shen Haoxin, how can you, how can you sue me so easily, you are his person?

In the banquet hall, time passed imperceptibly in a cheerful atmosphere.

"Mengxuan, you play the piano so well, you must have been practicing since you were very young, right?" Jiang Tai cherished Meng Xuan's slender hand, which was as soft as a boneless.

"Since I was two years old, Daddy has taught me how to practice fingering!"

"It's very fortunate to practice the piano, Mengxuan, how could you endure such hardships at such a young age?"

"It's nothing, you don't feel bitter when you get used to it!"

"Why don't you be bitter, I also practiced the piano when I was a child, I know that if I practice for a long time, even my fingers will be broken and swollen, no, Mengxuan, I want to ask your father for justice!"

“uner！”

"Don't worry, Mengxuan!" Mrs. Jiang turned her head and asked Xia Qingyang, who was smiling at Jiang Xueru on the side, "Mr. Xia, for a delicate daughter like Meng Xuan, how can you bear to let her suffer from practicing the piano since she was a child, and she has been playing for so many years?" ”

"Gah!" Xia Qingyang didn't understand what Mrs. Jiang meant, and when he understood, he couldn't help laughing, "Mrs. Jiang, my daughter can't be too spoiled, otherwise she will never know how complicated the outside world is!" ”