Chen Manzhen was talking and laughing there, and suddenly saw Song Canran in a blink of an eye, with a smile on her face.

"Why are you here?" She asked very shamelessly.

Song Cangran smiled lightly.

"Grandma, of course I'm going to congratulate my cousin on the celebration party."

Hearing her name, many people present guessed her identity.

"Mrs. Song, this is the granddaughter your family just recognized."

Just recognized.

Chen Manzhen said she didn't like these words.

She snorted coldly and sat down with her back to Song Cangran.

"I only have one granddaughter, Ah Ke, where did I come from, don't say anything like that."

Everyone smiled in understanding.

"Huh, who's rare," An Keke pouted unconvinced behind him, "the frog at the bottom of the well." ”

I hate these self-righteous wall grass the most, and I want to see them slap in the face.

Song Cangran smiled faintly, listening to the people in front of her constantly praising Jiang Yunke, what a genius girl, how many intellectual awards she has won, and she is versatile, she has held a personal exhibition, and tonight she also took out one of her award-winning works to participate in the auction and so on.

They spoke loudly, as if they were afraid that others would not hear them.

"Boring," An Keke rolled his eyes, leaned over and bit her ear: "Ran, are you quarreling with Huo Shao, don't pick this time if you want to quarrel, it's not a chance for people to take advantage of it." ”

"We didn't fight."

"Why don't you ignore each other without arguing."

"Nope." Song Canran flipped through the leaflet he had just held, which had some introductions to the auction items.

An Keke rolled his eyes and saw Huo Zizhao being surrounded by people and walking over.

Some people are born to be the focal point, and no matter how many people are next to them, they become his foils.

To Ankeke's delight, she didn't see Bai Xue'er anymore.

Hmph, count this woman as acquaintances.

Chen Manzhen turned her head to look at the movement when she heard the movement, and just met Huo Zizhao's gaze, and her face immediately turned bad.

"Why is this guy here too?"

"Who?" The people around her looked at Huo Zizhao and praised: "Which child is this so temperamental?" ”

Temperament?

Of course, Chen Manzhen did not admit it.

"Hmph, what do the security guards outside do, on an occasion like today, why do you put anyone inside."

Huo Zizhao walked straight to Song Canran and sat down beside her.

It seems that they really didn't quarrel, and Ankeke was relieved.

Then it was stuffed with dog food.

"If you don't like anything, I'll buy it for you later."

"It seems like there's a good necklace, and my mom must look good when she wears it."

"Which one?"

Huo Zizhao naturally held the back of her chair and leaned against her, and the kind of intimacy that naturally flowed out couldn't be pretended.

"Hey, how did your granddaughter know Huo Shao?"

A person sitting next to Chen Manzhen had seen Huo Zizhao just now, and leaned next to her and whispered, "It seems to be very familiar?" ”

"Huo Shao?" Chen Manzhen was confused: "Which Huo Shao?" ”

"Which one else could there be? How many wealthy families surnamed Huo are there in Beicheng? ”

Chen Manzhen's eyes widened, and she looked at the two people who were glued together in disbelief.

"You say it's him?"

"Yes, I met him once many years ago, and he has grown into an adult in a blink of an eye."

Chen Manzhen's face became ugly.

No wonder this little white face called her over to teach her a lesson, and gave him face to make a long face for Song Canran.

Song Canran, that little girl, what can Huo Zizhao like.

Angry with her.