"Xiaofu, you are really kind." Song Junhao didn't speak, but Jiang Yue began to sigh for a long time: "Living Bodhisattva, it's simply a living Bodhisattva!" ”

Song Junhao: Shut up, woman! You are an emotionless rainbow fart, the second son will not be happy.

Fu Qinghan's eyes were faint, and he slowly sorted out his cuffs: "Miss Jiang thinks highly of me, and Fu is not a philanthropist." ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand.

Song Junhao understood, and immediately handed a pearl-white invitation card to Fu Qinghan respectfully.

He stroked the pattern on the invitation with his fingers, and said with a smile: "Miss Jiang, our invitation has arrived." ”

"Then we can wait and see." Jiang Yue's eyes swept over the text on the invitation, and she stretched out her voice: "It seems that if it weren't for the blessing of the second son of Fu, I wouldn't have had the opportunity to go to Miss Zhou's birthday banquet." ”

Fu Qinghan smiled faintly, his voice was still as cold as cold snow that could not be dissolved, his eyes were slightly narrow, and he couldn't see any superfluous emotions: "Since the Zhou family is looking forward to us so much, then we should not let down their intentions." ”

***

The day after tomorrow is the birthday banquet of Zhou Ling, the third lady of the Zhou family, and I don't know if that supernatural person will appear, Jiang October was lying on the bed in her room, boredly wrapping her fingers around that faint spiritual power.

In less than ten days of traveling to this parallel time and space, so many things have happened, Jiang Yue hooked the corners of his mouth, and hid that spiritual power in the air.

Suddenly someone knocked on the door, although respectful, but with a little hurry, Jiang Yue opened the door, it turned out to be the maid of the family.

The servant whispered: "Second Master Fu has sent someone, please Miss you go down." ”

It was as if she had never seen this formation, and there was a certain look of surprise on her face.

Jiang Yue looked down the second floor, and there were six men in black suits and white gloves standing in the living room, there was no superfluous expression on their faces, but they could already feel a certain temperament that could not be ignored.

The leader is an old man with gray hair, but his bearing is even more calm and majestic, and it can be seen that this old man is the one who is in charge of these people. And there was a tall young woman beside him, who looked very capable.

In addition to them, it was Jiang Meiling and Chen Xueru, and Jiang Mengqing only glanced at it, and then went to his study with a blue face.

Chen Xueru sat on the sofa, her expression was as peaceful and gentle as before, she beckoned to Jiang Shiyue and motioned her to go downstairs: "In October, they came from the imperial capital on purpose. ”

Jiang Meiling clenched her fingers fiercely, she was a little unwilling, but she had no choice but to look away angrily.

It's just that she still secretly glanced at her mother, and saw that she smiled very gently, and her tone was also intimate, as if she was honored.

Jiang Meiling's heart was very uncomfortable, but she suddenly remembered the slap and her mother's words and expressions at that time, she bowed her head in a hurry, not letting others, especially her mother, see her abnormality.

The contrast between her mother was too great, she couldn't accept it, and she didn't explain it to herself afterwards, but Jiang Meiling's heart was no longer sure which of her mother's faces was true.

Jiang Meiling's heart was messy, and there was an irritating jealousy.