I didn't expect someone to really joke about Jiang Jiancheng, it seems that the relationship is not bad.

"Hey, we're really old, but you're not necessarily old. What's wrong? The next big banquet will be your youngest son's full moon wine. ”

After a rich middle-aged man finished speaking, everyone next to him laughed.

There were also some aunts next to Bai Furou who laughed and joked, and Bai Furou blushed and waved at them.

Jiang Shengjiu didn't feel anything, and still looked at this group of people with a smile. Dressed gorgeously, with exquisite makeup, every smile and smile can reflect the usual strict upbringing, and the life of the rich and noble family is much more real than in the TV series she watched before.

I don't know why, she can feel a trace of stiffness in Jiang Jiancheng's body, and she can detect a trace of anger coming out of his tense body, which can dissipate in an instant.

"Huh? Old Wen, why are you still making fun of me? Your youngest son is only 8 years old, I remember you are a few years older than me, you are really old and strong. What about your daughter? Why didn't you come? ”

Jiang Shengjiu looked at the middle-aged man and scolded for a couple of words before he stopped talking, waiting for him to continue talking.

This person should be Wen Tingyue's father? Jiang Shengjiu didn't think that there were a few rich people surnamed Wen in the small city of Shanghai.

Jiang Jiancheng's interaction with the guests was considered to enliven the atmosphere, and then he pulled Jiang Shengjiu, let Jiang Shengjiu stand next to him, and said: "Today, the main thing is to compensate everyone first, the last time the little girl's coming-of-age ceremony made everyone see the joke, this time, I still have to bring my daughter Jiang Shengjiu out to meet everyone." ”

With that, the living room fell silent.

Jiang Shengjiu frowned slightly, turned his head to look at Jiang Jiancheng, who knew that he was smiling at Bai Furou who was standing in front of the crowd.

Jiang Shengjiu followed his line of sight and found that Bai Furou's face was pale.

It's kind of weird.

Jiang Shengjiu didn't know what stupid things Jiang Shengjiu did at the last coming-of-age ceremony, but looking at the expressions on the faces of these people, he knew that things were a big deal.

The key is that this time it is Jiang Jiancheng's birthday party, why did he become the protagonist? You must know that if you didn't agree to Jiang Jiancheng's invitation a week ago, you wouldn't have appeared here at this banquet at all.

If he hadn't crossed over to this Jiang Shengjiu's body, then this Jiang Shengjiu would have disappeared from this world a long time ago!

Just as Jiang Shengjiu's mind was spinning, thinking about the reason why Jiang Jiancheng did this, an untimely sneer came out.

In the originally quiet hall, even if a young man covered his mouth, the suspicious eyes of the people around him betrayed him.

It should be the nephew of Jiang Jiancheng's business partner, and a woman from an aunt's generation next to him slapped him on the head, which caused laughter from a group of young people next to him.

"Auntie, why are you beating me! I'm not wrong! The young man, presumably provoked by the laughter of his companions, retorted with a hurried face.

The aunt didn't expect this young man to talk back to her in so many people's situations, and she was out of breath all of a sudden, only stretching out her finger and pointing at him, and reading in her mouth: "You.... You! ”

Jiang Jiancheng looked a little embarrassed at the occasion, and said with a smile: "Young people always have to take care of face, they want to change Xiao Jiu, but they dare to lift the table for me on the spot!" Young people, it is a good thing to have sharpness, and we old guys have to learn from it. ”

After saying that, there was a laugh below, and I guess I want to expose this article quickly.

Who knew that Jiang Jiancheng smiled and asked the young man, "Come, young man, what's your name?" ”

Jiang Shengjiu also smiled, this is to be recorded in a small book by the old man.