There is a custom in the south that the birthday banquet of the elderly is no more than nine, so Murong Ding's sixtieth birthday is actually a fifty-ninth birthday.

I don't know if it's because Murong Xu has been very cooperative recently, and he took over the business of the casino under his instructions, and the big people who should have befriended him also obediently paid a visit, and did enough to give the gift of the juniors.

In short, Murong Ding's complexion is much better, not at all like a long-term sick person, and the coercive aura of the big guy on his body has recovered.

The old man gave face, and He Han was also invited to the banquet.

She didn't refuse, she chose a cheongsam with a moon-white cicada wing veil, coiled her hair, and pearl earrings, looking like a moon-brand beauty in the advertising painting of the Republic of China.

I was very satisfied with today's dress, and He Han deliberately went to take a photo in front of the dressing mirror, and after taking the photo, he squinted and secretly looked at Murong Xu.

Murong Xu's black three-piece suit, her hair with wax was not messy, the whole person was handsome and extraordinary, and her deep facial features fell into her eyes like a knife carving.

Sensing the gaze in her mirror, Murong Xu walked over and hugged her from behind, resting his chin on her shoulder.

"What are you laughing at?" He hummed softly, his voice mellow.

Looking at him and her in the mirror, and Han illusioned that they had traveled through time and space, back to a hundred years ago, when the talented and beautiful woman had endless romantic affairs, she lost her smile and her cheeks were hot for her cranky thoughts.

Murong Xu took her to shake lightly, and the seductive voice continued to tease her: "Am I good-looking?" ”

She raised her eyes to meet his gaze in the mirror, her heart was beating wildly, and before she could speak, the person suddenly turned around, and then there was the kiss he pressed up, the vest was against the mirror, cold, the kiss in front, hot, she felt that she was really drunk.

Murong Ding's birthday banquet was held in Wu Bokai's restaurant, a Chinese-style Cantonese restaurant, with a red lantern at the door, and a festive couplet.

The hall on the ground floor is very spacious, the table of eight immortals on the round table has thirty tables, there are those who play the pipa and sing songs on the side table, and the waiters who run the hall have clean heads and faces, and shuttle back and forth neatly between the pillars sprinkled with vermilion and gold.

The clear voice announces the name of the guest, and it is a steaming festive scene.

Murong Ding pays attention to face, the suit is quite scraped, gold-rimmed glasses, a big back, both hands on the arms, and he sits upright as the chief.

Behind him stood eight bodyguards in two rows, neatly and neatly.

In addition, Uncle Wu was responsible for greeting guests, going back and forth, leading the guests to Murong Ding, or greeting them politely, or saluting their birthdays.

The rules of the rivers and lakes, friendship and righteousness, no chaos.

It is estimated that they will drink today, Murong Xu and He Han were driven over by Ah Yi, Murong Xu wanted Ah Yi to also have a meal, Ah Yi was afraid of seeing Murong Luan's mother, and said that he didn't want to go in.

Murong Xu was right to think about it, so he let him go to eat by himself, and just pick them up when the time came.

Ah Yi happily agreed, and when they got out of the car, they were about to drive the car to the parking lot. A car came from behind, and as soon as the door opened, a girl wearing a red muslin cheongsam came down, Ah Yi glanced in the rearview mirror, Zhang Yun?!

He froze, how could she be here? He hurriedly turned his head to look, with big wavy curly hair, heavy makeup, looking more mature than usual, and carrying a big black bag on his forearm.

Her eyes watched her step up the steps for a moment, and suddenly Zhang Yun turned around and looked in the direction of Ah Yi, Ah Yi was so frightened that her head shrank, and she wanted to bend down and hide under the car.

It suddenly occurred to me that the windows of this car were coated with one-way film, and it was impossible to see from the outside.

He turned his head to look at her gaze, and at this glance, he almost peed his pants in fright, it was actually Murong Luan!

The two policemen escorted Murong Luan up the steps left and right, Zhang Yun probably said hello to him, and the two walked into the lobby of the restaurant together.

Ah Yi's brain is about to explode, what's going on? Zhang Yun and Murong Luan know each other?

He was scared, and there was a great conspiracy in his intuition, and his eyes swept over the incense, Buddhist cards, pillows, and humidifiers that Zhang Yun gave him in the car.

Remembering that after looking at these things with Sister Han just now, he frowned thoughtfully, and he asked what happened to Han.

He Han just shook his head, puzzled: "Why do these things have that kind of smell, could they be bought from the same store?" ”

Ah Yi also felt a little strange, Zhang Yun obviously gave it to him at a different time.

The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, and at this time, guests arrived one after another, and the cars in front of the hotel formed a long queue, and the security guard who maintained order at the door signaled him to go to the parking lot to park.

Ah Yi turned on the light and changed lanes, thinking in her heart, she must call later, and tell Sister Han what happened recently.

When He Han received a call from Ah Yi, Murong Xu was accompanying the old man.

Murong Ding had a very cold attitude towards her, and He Han called "uncle", handed over the birthday gift she had prepared with both hands, a wenge double-sided embroidered table screen, and simply said the congratulations, "I wish my uncle good health and everything goes well."

However, Murong Xu took great pains to introduce: "My girlfriend He Han, the chief scientist of Tianyu, is also a partner of my new company, HX. ”

The old man's sharp gaze swept around He Han's face, and he said lightly: "Very good." ”

Then he ignored her, Murong Xu and He Han entered the first table, and after a while, someone came to invite Murong Xu, and He Han signaled him to go, don't worry about himself, Murong Xu walked away.

The old man called Murong Xu over to let him accompany him to receive guests, and after a while, Murong Ding's old friend Fang Mingen appeared with his family, and Murong Xu greeted him.

Murong Ding greeted Fang Mingen warmly: "Mingen, how have you been doing lately?" ”

"What's good, my body is not good, three high," Fang Mingen is much younger than Murong Ding, tall and tall, with a thick body, thick eyebrows and big eyes, very manly, "It's the blessing of Dingye, the son is angry, Tianyu has been unstoppable recently, I heard that there are many new drug projects, and it is amazing to be able to become one or two." ”

After speaking, he looked envious.

Murong Ding glanced at his son behind him, and he was flattering.

At this time, the young girl standing behind Fang Mingen opened her mouth and called out sweetly, "Uncle Murong."

Murong Ding recognized her as Fang Mingen's youngest daughter Fang Siqian, agreed, turned around, and introduced to Murong Xu: "This is your Uncle Fang's youngest daughter," and then turned his head to ask Fang Siqian, "You graduated from H School this year?" ”

"Uncle Murong, you are confused, I graduated last year and now work in an Internet company." Fang Siqian and Murong Ding were very close, she said coquettishly.

Murong Ding smiled and paused the dragon head in his hand, pretending to be angry: "No one dares to say that I am confused." ”

Everyone laughed when he said this, and the corners of Murong Xu's mouth bent down as soon as he put it down, he knew that this was for himself to see, and this was the old man's favorite daughter-in-law candidate.

He immediately decided to play stupid, didn't understand, didn't say much, and didn't answer.

Fang Siqian hurriedly sent the jasper Ruyi she had prepared out, and said sweetly: "I wish Uncle Murong a happy birthday, be young forever, and live to be a hundred years old." ”

Murong Ding laughed, patted Fang Siqian's head, and said to Murong Ding, "You can bring Uncle Fang's family to the table." ”

Murong Xu agreed, leading Fang Mingen's family inside, Fang Mingen and his wife talked a few words, and their steps slowed down, Fang Siqian and Murong Xu walked side by side in front.

"Mr. Murong, do you like water skiing?" Fang Siqian had a melon seed face, with a pair of charming big eyes, and was very affectionate when he stared at people, "I heard that Mr. Murong has a well-configured boat, when he goes to sea to play, call me too." ”

She straightened the long hair of her shawl and said a little melancholy: "I have been busy with work for more than a year since I came back, and I haven't made any friends. ”

Murong Xu smiled politely at her: "Just call me by name, I will definitely contact you next time I go to sea, but the boat is not mine, it is my girlfriend's." ”

Fang Siqian didn't expect him to be so direct, her father and Murong Ding were originally old friends, and recently because of frequent business contacts, her father also praised Murong Xu a few times in front of her, so she kept an eye on him and asked him.

In just a few years, Murong Xu went from Murong Ding's abandoned son to the power center of the Murong Empire in one fell swoop, and her courage and ability were enough to make her admire.

Eager to try a topic and want to establish a friendship with him, he came to such a sentence that made her unable to get off the stage.

But a man, it's normal to have a few girlfriends, there are two second mothers outside his father, and the illegitimate children have also recognized the sect, and her mother takes care of it properly, and there is no mess.

Thinking of this, she was not discouraged, and smiled generously: "Remember to ask me, it's good to have the opportunity to meet Murong Gongzi's girlfriend." ”

Thinking of Han, Murong Xu was very happy, he just wanted the whole world to know that he had such a good girlfriend, and he followed her words and said, "She is here today." ”

After speaking, he turned his head to look at the seat of He Han.

No one? He felt a little strange, maybe he went to the bathroom, he didn't pay much attention to it, and then chatted with Fang Siqian for a few words, and then sent them to the table.

He sent back and forth a few more waves of guests, and Han's seat remained empty, and he began to be a little worried, and just wanted to call to ask what was going on. I saw He Han hurriedly walking in from outside, his face looked a little pale, maybe he had just rushed away, and he was panting very quickly.

He greeted her and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

He Han held a black bag in her hand, bulging, and she calmed down: "Something may happen later, if the expectation is good, I will talk to your father." ”

After speaking, she pressed Murong Xu's hand and said with a solemn face: "Don't worry, you go and get busy with you first, and you will see in a while." ”

Murong Xu just finished receiving the guests with such a worry, the birthday banquet began, Murong Ding made a brief speech, Xu Yin changed her high-profile style in the past, and today in addition to saying hello to a few old friends she knew, she sat in her seat all the way after she arrived, accompanied by her three children.

Willingly, Murong Xu took all the limelight.

Her move was tantamount to acquiescing in Murong Xu's current identity as the heir, and all the relatives and friends present today understood it.

At the main table sat Murong Ding's family and He Han, these people who had hated, fought, and hurt each other, and now sat at a round table to eat, which was ridiculous.

He Han looked at the hanging tablecloth with 10,000 characters in front of him, his palms were sweaty and he couldn't hold it tightly, and the bag strap he was holding kept sliding.

What a thrilling and murderous event would be under the festive tablecloth, and she waited in horror as if she were on the verge of an abyss.