Chapter 32 Wouldn't holding a wedding lose the face of the eight generations of ancestors?

The corners of Bo Shuyan's mouth were dyed with a doting smile, and his beautiful voice was as low and melodious as a cello, "Everything you say is right, Mrs. Bo." ”

"You ...... Are you married? Panshur thought what she was seeing and hearing was ridiculous. Her eyes widened, and her face was incredulous, "He, he replaced the Jiang family and ruined your family." ”

"What does it have to do with you?" The string in Jiang Ai's heart was pulled violently again, she coldly interrupted Pan Shuer's words, and the coldness in her eyes condensed into ice, "No wonder your marriage can't be decided until now, but at the age of eighteen, you are like a long-mouthed woman in her forties all day long, and she is not likable." ”

"You...... Jiang Ai! You! Pan Shuer's face immediately turned red, her marriage has always been a pain point for the entire Pan family, because she is an illegitimate child, although Pan Jian later married her mother and recognized her, but this matter is like a birthmark on her body, and she can't get rid of it no matter how hard she tries. The family that is right with her family doesn't look down on her birth, and she doesn't look down on her when she proposes marriage, and she can't find a suitable one until now.

Jiang Ai didn't pay any more attention to Pan Shuer, turned around and grabbed Bo Shuyan's arm, "Let's go." ”

"Okay." Bo Shuyan put the wine glass on the long table and walked inside.

The birthday party was just a place for high society to socialize and talk about business, and Pan Jian took the stage to give a speech, focusing on Pan Shuer.

Jiang Ai looked at Pan Shuer standing on the stage, there was a trace of contemplation in her eyes, she was actually quite good-looking, in this circle, Wen Wen stood there quietly, and it was quite eye-catching.

Pan Shuer said a few flattering words, saying that he wanted to play a song to wish Pan Jian a happy birthday.

Pan Jian naturally agreed with satisfaction.

The light dimmed, and only a soft light shone on Panschel's body, and she sat in front of the piano, the melodious sound of the piano slowly flowing out.

Jiang Ai only felt that this banquet was boring, and just wanted to put down the wine glass and find a place to breathe, when he saw Xinnuan coming over.

She took a few steps forward and reached out to hold her warm arm, which was like an ice cube, cold and stinging.

Jiang Ai couldn't help frowning and said, "What's wrong?" ”

"It's all Mo Qingcheng's thing," Xin Nuan was angry for a while, but he felt that it was not easy to say this on such an occasion, so he couldn't help but ease his emotions and lowered his voice, "The ghost will not go away." ”

"So he still has you in his heart, so why did your marriage dissolve so easily?"

Xinnuan didn't know what to think, a layer of loss appeared on her beautiful cheeks, and her thick eyelashes blinked, "What a man can't see when he pesters you is to love you, and real love should be for your sake and not let you get hurt." ”

She picked up the wine glass on the table and pecked it lightly, with a hint of mockery and helplessness between her eyebrows, "I can't give you an upright identity, all promises are just rhetoric." Speaking of this, she changed her words, "Speaking of which, Bo Shuyan is good to you, at least he got a certificate with you." When are you planning to have your wedding? There should be, but there must be. ”

According to the tradition of the Xia people, sometimes a grand wedding can prove the identity of the other half more than a marriage certificate.

Jiang Ai muttered, "It's embarrassing enough to get the certificate, wouldn't holding a wedding lose the face of the eight generations of ancestors." I'm really afraid that my ancestors will come out in the middle of the night and strangle me. ”

In the dim light, Xinnuan glanced at Bo Shuyan, who was chatting with people not far away, but his eyes looked at them from time to time, and he couldn't help but say: "Have you ever thought that he may have a last resort in doing this?" After all, why should a calculating man like him put a reputation for disloyalty and unfilial piety on his back. ”

"Who knows?" Jiang Ai picked up the dessert on the table and ate it with a small silver fork, "Who cares?" ”

"Hey!" Xinwen hugged Jiang Ai's shoulder, "If you really don't care." ”

I've been a girlfriend for many years, who doesn't know who?

Jiang Ai thought of Xin's warm identity and blamed: "But why didn't you tell me if such a big thing happened to you?" ”

Xinnuan was stunned, looked at her stiff little face and remembered what she said, and said with a smile that she didn't care: "It's actually good, at least let me understand it." ”

After Xinnuan finished speaking, he looked at the man who came into his sight, and said softly: "I have to leave in advance, and then make an appointment." ”

Jiang Ai saw her hurriedly walk to a young man's side and follow him outside, not feeling a frown.

She saw that the man who was chatting with Bo Shuyan left, walked a few steps quickly, and asked, "Who is the man who warmly chased after her?" ”

"Zuo Jia is the president of Huayue Film and Television Company."

"I've never heard of this person."

"I just came back from abroad in the past two years, and it has developed rapidly, and Song Sili is in his company."

Song Sili knows that he is currently the best director in Xia Kingdom.

She hummed and stopped asking.

Bo Shuyan saw the person he should see, said what he should say, stayed for a while without interest, and then led Jiang Ai away.

It just so happened that Jiang Ai didn't like this kind of occasion either, and her alcohol strength was not completely over, her head was a little dizzy, and she was bent on going back to sleep.

The two got into the car, and as soon as the driver started the car, Jiang Ai's mobile phone rang.

She took out her mobile phone and looked at the number on it, and hurriedly connected it.

Bo Shuyan looked at Jiang Ai sideways, her face was obviously a little uncomfortable, and asked, "Who is it?" ”

Jiang Ai hung up the phone and was stunned for a while before raising his lowered head, "Hospital, say it's my dad woke up." ”

Bo Shuyan snorted, looked at the driver in front of him and ordered, "Go to the hospital." ”

It's obviously a happy thing, but she just can't be happy, and she even has a feeling of homesickness, she doesn't dare to see her father, and she doesn't know how to face him.

Bo Shuyan saw that her face was not very good, his long arms wrapped around her shoulders, and there was a hint of inquiry in his blue eyes, "What's the matter?" Are you not happy that your father woke up? ”

"Can you park next to the side of the road?" Her voice was hoarse, "I want to take a taxi to the hospital myself." ”

Outside the window, the snow was falling, and after nine o'clock, the imperial castle showed a little bit of fatigue, and there were many fewer pedestrians on the road.

He was stunned for a moment, then seemed to understand her reason for doing so, a sneer and anger raised his eyebrows, he approached her, his fingers gently picked her chin, and let her look into his eyes, "You are such a conscienceless little bastard, you were Mrs. Bo when you used me, and I will not be when it is over." ”

Half of his body was hidden in the shadows, probably because of the light, and a few hints of obscure anger appeared on his face, "Huh? Mrs. Boo? ”

Jiang Ai didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, and said lightly: "I just don't want to delay your time, besides, I don't want to go back tonight and want to accompany my father in the hospital." You have to go to work tomorrow, and it's not worth going back and forth for hours, so go back and rest early. ”

"Huh! So you're looking for me? Bo Shuyan was even more displeased, and the air pressure in the entire carriage instantly cooled down.