"Zishan, Xu Xiaoxiao is going to take his sister away?" Lu Jianan's eyebrows jumped, "You can't let him just take people away, otherwise wouldn't the Xu family hate you?" ”

Su Wen's sisters are insignificant, and they are originally enemies of the Song family. But the Xu family is different, if they really offend Song Zishan, they won't have good fruits to eat.

With Zhou Yan and Xu Pei's city government, they will naturally take care of the overall situation, but this Xu Xiaoxiao has been a ruffian and a fool since he was a child, and he does everything. The biggest nemesis of people like them who are full of thoughts is Xu Xiaoxiao.

Because he is uneasy about playing cards, even if you set up a game, you will be ruined by him.

"Can't let him go." Lu Jianan said anxiously.

"I know." A trace of annoyance flashed in Song Zishan's eyes, but she was quickly suppressed by her. Holding a wine glass, he came to Xu Xiaoxiao's table with a swaying posture, as if he didn't notice that the atmosphere was wrong at all, and greeted him with a sweet smile.

Song Zishan knows these people, and some of them can be said to be very familiar. I already know who the other party is, and some of them have heard of it more or less even if they are not familiar with it. She was originally beautiful and generous, her family education was impeccable, and her social skills were also good.

When she put down her shelves and made friends with people, no one really could refuse such a glamorous celebrity. The group of children who were still resentful of the same enemy were coaxed into a daze by Song Zishan within a few minutes.

A few people who watched it secretly scolded in their hearts for not being productive.

"Let's go." Xu Xiaoxiao didn't care, and he was going to take the little sister and the sixth sister away with one in one hand. As soon as he took a step, he was blocked by Song Zishan as if unintentionally.

Don't look at Song Zishan has been chatting with other people at the same table, but her attention is all on Xu Xiaoxiao!

"Where are you going?" Song Zishan showed a sweet, generous and friendly smile towards Xu Xiaoxiao, and her voice was also a particularly scratchy feeling. "I haven't toasted yet! This is just the beginning, what urgent things can't be put down? ”

"That's it! The important things are not as important as they are today. ”

"Xiaoxiao, you are the master, anyone can go, but you can't go.

"We're all the way from the capital, and it's a shame for you to leave."

When Song Zishan's suitor heard this, he immediately cheered for his dream lover, for fear that Xu Xiaoxiao would embarrass Song Zishan and not be able to get off the stage. When he kept Xu Xiaoxiao, he never mentioned the six sisters and the little sisters, the two most important protagonists today.

To put it bluntly, in their eyes, the sixth sister and the little sister are just climbing and flying on the branches.

A sparrow is a sparrow, and even if it flies on a branch, it becomes not a phoenix. The gang of people who played well with Song Zishan never took the sixth sister seriously, and some well-informed and smart people also hesitated in their hearts, after all, they were Professor Su's daughter, and they had the big backer of the Xu family. But the Song family is not bad, Song Zishan has been the proud daughter of the sky since she was a child, and the sixth sister and little sister are completely incomparable to her.

Compared with the two, it is natural to choose Song Zishan.

The real purpose of Song Zishan's calculation was to tell everyone that Professor Su was not the opponent of the Song family when he was alive, and even more so when he died. Even if his daughter has the backer of the Xu family, she is not playing with her in applause.

A good confession banquet has become a place for everyone to publicly express their position.

Choose Song Zishan or the Su sisters?

Naturally, you don't have to think about it.

"Huh!" Liang Shuzhen sat on the other side and sneered, looking at Song Zishan's eyes, there was no longer the almost irrepressible envy and jealousy of yesterday.