Chapter 3: The Dinner
The CapitaLand Hotel is the top hotel in the area of Z City, and when the three of them came to the door of a private room under the VIP service of Miss Manners, Song Miaomiao's legs and stomach were still very weak.
Why is this scene so much like an ugly daughter-in-law meeting her in-laws? It's still the kind that was rejected by the younger son, and there was no way to force it to the old son.
Amused by the small theater in her head, the door was opened from the outside, and she didn't know it, standing alone beside the slender hostess and smirking stupidly.
There is not much difference in height between the two, about one meter six or five tall, but the slender arms and legs of the family look out of place when placed in the same frame as her, Song Miaomiao's tonnage picture sense is close to twice that of the girl next to her, plus others are painting delicate light makeup with a decent smile, but she is plain and smiling with a meaty face, the comparison between the two is really miserable.
"Song Erfat, what kind of oxygen are you blocking there?" A clear and playful voice successfully dragged Song Miaomiao back to reality.
Sure enough, Ning Lian's little devil is also there!
"Ning Lian, what are you shouting nonsense, don't you apologize to Miao Miao soon!" Mother Ning hurriedly shouted.
"What are you sorry for, everyone called her that, why didn't you let those people come and apologize to her?" Ning Lian did not give up.
"You, you're really itchy, aren't you?" Ning's mother was angry, and her elegant and gentle temperament was gone, and she had the momentum of a fight on the spot.
Seeing this, Mother Song hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed her old sister, "Don't don't, a piece of meat is indispensable for children to shout casually, sister, don't be so angry." ”
Seeing this, Mother Ning immediately dragged a chair and sat next to Mother Song, with a look of hatred that iron is not made of steel, everything she said was how this little son was ignorant and how she broke her heart, and after saying a few words, she began to pull Mother Song to wipe her tears and apologize, saying that her youngest son was wrong and embarrassed the Song family, and she was also so powerless and how she could persuade without a way, it was better to raise a daughter, and the son was not up to her mother and so on.
Song Miaomiao, who was standing at the door, didn't even have time to say a word, the situation had already evolved into a large-scale bitter scene, she glanced at the five people in the room who had met a few times with an embarrassed face, but found that the person sitting on Ning Jian's left side was indeed completely unfamiliar to her.
When the eyes met, the man simply nodded, and Song Miaomiao had no choice but to nod in return. Although no one told her about this person's origin, the fierce aura he exuded was similar to Ning Jian's.
This person should be Ning Jian's friend, but no matter how good the relationship is, wouldn't it be inappropriate to bring it over on such an embarrassing occasion?
Of course, no one will answer her questions.
After glancing around, there was only a vacant seat on Ning Jian's right side, I don't know if it was unintentional or someone deliberately arranged it, Song Miaomiao didn't have time to think about it and moved it slowly.
As soon as he sat down, a low and hoarse voice came from the left-hand side: "Beer and liquor? ”
This ear-making voice made a certain Miao tiger's body tremble, but the content of this question was not very friendly, but this can't be blamed on others, who made her in everyone's impression of a meatless, unhappy, alcoholic, and drunk Song Erfat image.
"Juice thanks."
Ning Jian was slightly surprised, but after two seconds, she sorted out the expression on her face and handed a glass of juice to Song Miaomiao.
"Tsk, what are you pretending, Goddess Song." Ning Lian's expression lingered in front of her eyes, "Who doesn't know that you only like to drink alcohol in addition to the essential water intake, what other juice thank you, how can such a small jasper drink satisfy your strong stomach." ”
"Just because you love to drink doesn't mean you only drink? I still love money, when did you see me rob a bank? Song Miaomiao forcibly squeezed out a sneer, but that fat face made people not see a little smile, and even made Ning Miao understand a trace of fierce meaning.
Ning Jian's lean figure trembled slightly, and before he could refute it, he was diverted because of a move by Ning Jian's friend.
The man unintentionally put a delicate and small pastry into his bowl, lowered his head and whispered a few words, and it was surprising that the Ning family's Xiaolian, who originally looked perverse, actually smiled at him with a well-behaved expression.
"Thank you, Brother Nan." Ning Lian smiled at the man obediently.
The whole dinner Song Miaomiao spent in an inexplicably low and depressed atmosphere, and it could be seen that the two elders got along well, although at noon Song Mu was still angry and yelled at the old man of the Ning family, but after three rounds of drinking, several people still talked and laughed.
Although Song's mother smiled happily, looking like her children and grandchildren had their own children and grandchildren, Song Miaomiao knew that it was because she did not show much dissatisfaction and resistance to this unfair remarriage, and she knew that although she was useless in the eyes of the world, in the eyes of their two elders, she was always a priceless treasure in their palms.
The long and boring dinner finally came to an end in Song Miaomiao's boredom, and if she ignored her uncontrollable high-frequency heartbeat, this dinner could be regarded as enjoyable.
Although they chatted all night, the two old sisters still stood at the door of the hotel holding hands as if they were not chatting enough, and had the consciousness of talking all night, she consciously followed them a few meters away, and listened to the exclamations and envy in her ears from time to time, intentionally or unintentionally.
It is also said that the two sons of the Ning family are extremely good-looking, although they come out of the same mother's womb, but the style is completely different, the handsome Ning Jian is sunny and cheerful, and his casual and sports-style clothes seem to be full of life, while Ning Jian, who is half a head taller than him, has a sense of mature and ascetic charm, does not get angry or laugh, and always keeps a calm look looking ahead, and occasionally is bumped into by Ning Lian, who is playing on the side, and he also looks back for two or three seconds, in exchange for the other party's playful smile or a grimace, he shakes his head.
The young ladies who were passing by looked sideways, and even some of the hidden attributes exploded excitedly and shook the thin shoulders of the little sisters beside them.
It's a harmonious picture of me making you laugh.
But Song Miaomiao's eyes fell on Ning Jian's friend behind the laughing brothers from time to time, he was tall and strong, even taller than Ning Jian, who was one meter eight five, and his sturdy body was not difficult to distinguish the texture of the muscles even under the wrapping of loose casual clothes, although the facial features were average, but they were deep and three-dimensional, and they were indescribably intriguing when put together, maybe at first glance there would not be as indescribable as Ning Jian, but the more you look at it, the more you look at it, the more you look at it, the more MAN.
With Song Miaomiao's previous temperament, the more handsome guys she has, the more she has to move forward, not to mention that those high-profile handsome guys are still her former and current marriage partners, she can't wait to let everyone around her know that she is their kind, but now she really doesn't have the courage to stand in this group of dazzling humans to show her ugly duckling nature, after all, self-knowledge is a good thing, not in the past, but now there is.
The corner of his eye swept to a few meters away and followed "It's a woman", it is undeniable that just one day of contact made him wonder about her in the rumor, to be precise, she in Ning Lian's mouth, such a quiet and always clear eyes woman is not as unbearable as they went viral, although the three of them belong to the same generation, but Ning Jian has been exceptionally independent since she was a child, compared to Ning Jian who was almost lost in Song Miaomiao's hands in her childhood, Ning Jian didn't spend much time with her, and in her memory she was a chubby and hand-crossed little girl with her hands on her waist, now it seems, Her ruthless appearance is a little blurry in my memory.
"Jane." This title made Ning Jian frown almost inaudibly.
Not far away, the old man Ning greeted his eldest grandson with a smile on his face, thinking that the matter would be dealt with and hurt the harmony of the two families, but he didn't expect the ending to be unexpectedly satisfying, and he was happy for a while and rarely drank a few more sips, but at this time he was a little dizzy.
Ning Jian understood, walked a few steps forward to help the old man get into the car, due to the living habits of medical staff for many years, despite today's special occasion, he still insisted on not getting a drop of wine, and just lit the car and was knocked on the head by the old man in the back seat.
"You play with yours, don't you send it, you go more, accompany Miao Miao more, we can go by ourselves, walk back to the hotel, it's not far."