"Young master, the guests are almost here." Wei Qing entered the study and said with a slight bow.

"Got it, I'll go down now." Murong Feng carefully hung the puppet on his mobile phone.

As soon as Murong Feng appeared, he was warmly applauded by everyone, everyone had a hypocritical smile on their faces, they were respectful to him, patting his ass, he bowed his head slightly, and expressed his response. This is the reason why he has not held a birthday party in recent years, and there are very few people who sincerely congratulate him on his birthday, and most of them either want to take advantage of this opportunity to flatter him, or they can reach out to other people who can help their interests. If it weren't for Chang Xiaoxiao, he wouldn't have bothered to do such a boring thing this year. She's supposed to be looking at her idol now, right? When Murong Feng was greeting others, he couldn't help but look for her.

Chang Xiaoxiao was waiting for Jackson to perform on stage, the banquet was buffet-style, there was food and wine everywhere inside and outside the house, and in order to allow guests to see the performance from any direction, the stage was set up in the middle of the open lawn. Although Chang Xiaoxiao didn't have to serve dishes like other maids, she was also wearing the uniform maid uniform issued by Steward Shen today, standing in the corner and silently watching the performance on stage.

"Chang Xiaoxiao, are you lazy here?" Murong Xue suddenly appeared in front of Chang Xiaoxiao and said arrogantly.

"Why am I lazy?"

"You wear the clothes of a servant, and you have to serve wine to your guests like they do."

"Really?"

Murong Xue couldn't stand Chang Xiaoxiao and didn't take her seriously, so in a fit of anger, she called a servant who passed by, snatched the tray from the servant's hand, and prepared to hand it to Chang Xiaoxiao.

"Hurry up!"

Chang Xiaoxiao smiled faintly and stretched out his hand, Murong Xue was overjoyed, but then Chang Xiaoxiao's hand did not take the tray, but picked up a glass of champagne, then drank it all, and then put the empty cup on the tray, the whole action was done in one go, and Murong Xue was dumbfounded.

"Thank you, Miss Snow-Lady."

In this way, it feels like Murong Xue has become a servant, and it is really impossible to steal a handful of rice.

"Chang Xiaoxiao, you wait for me!" Murong Xue was so angry that smoke came out of her head, and ran to find Murong Feng.

Because there were too many people who wanted to say a few words to Murong Feng in person, it took a long time before it was Song Duhai's turn.

Song Duhai looked behind Song Caiwei and frowned unhappily: "What about your brother?" Where did he go? ”

Song Muze heard Jackson's singing in the distance, so he had already quietly walked away.

Chang Xiaoxiao watched Jackson perform on the stage, his singing voice was full of tension, as if he could reach people's souls, and the dancers behind him were also very involved, the atmosphere was ignited, and the scene became even more popular. The surrounding guests were also infected and danced. Chang Xiaoxiao was also very happy, but he didn't expect that one day, his dream would come true, and he would be able to look at his idol so closely, but there was only one less person.

Wait a minute! The person on the other side who was looking at him was familiar, and his appearance coincided with the person in his memory.

Chang Xiaoxiao thought he was dazzled, rubbed his eyes with his hand, and when he opened it again, the person was still looking at him, not for a moment.

Song Muze also thought it was a dream, every time he was at Mixon's concert, he didn't look at the stage, and his eyes kept sweeping around the audience, in order to find that person. Today, he was the same, looking around the stage, but he didn't expect to see someone who was haunted by his dreams.