Chapter 17: The Feast of the Hung Gate (2)

The others chatted enthusiastically, chatting about the opening ceremony of Rongfa Winery, chatting about Xu Xinya and Bai Yan, chatting about the Daqing of Baikang Medical next month, and chatting about the topics that Jiang Li couldn't interject.

She glanced at Bai Jingxuan from time to time, and saw that his little hand kept holding Xu Xinya's arm, as intimate as his own mother and son.

Jiang Li had to bury his head in eating, and it seemed that there was only one thing he could do.

"Sorry, I'm late." A familiar voice appeared at the door of the private room.

Cen Xing's voice froze as soon as he finished speaking, because he was facing Shang Jiang Li's gaze.

"Why are you here, you're late." At this time, the white-haired woman, who had not spoken, looked at Cen Xing with a confused look while drinking wine.

The white-haired woman is Bai Yan and Bai Zhen's aunt, Bai Nianci.

is also the youngest of the previous generation of the Bai family, because she is the youngest, her parents and brothers also spoil her the most, and this kind of favor makes her the only eldest lady in Linjiang City who does not use marriage as a bargaining chip, and it also causes her to be single in her fifties, still a little fresh meat and handsome guys, it is said that the average age of her boyfriend is 29 years old.

"I... I... Something. Cen Xing said weakly, but Yu Guang looked at Jiang Li.

Jiang Li suddenly saw such a scene, and remembered the entertainment headlines of that day.

When a star really has a chaotic private life.

She withdrew her eyes from him and buried herself in her food.

"Come and sit down, they're all in pairs, and I'm alone."

Bai Nianci beckoned to him, although he was in his fifties, he still had the charm, charming, and had a charm that little girls did not have.

Cen Xing's eyebrows were lowered, and he sat obediently beside Bai Nianci.

As soon as he didn't want him to sit down, Bai Nianci put his hands on him, as if he didn't mind his junior sitting next to him.

"Nian Ci, it's better to pay attention." Cen Xing's face was embarrassed, and he whispered in her ear.

"Don't pay attention, we have been used to my aunt's style for a few years, not to mention that even if you are a little star, even if you are a nobleman, we can accept it."

Bai Yan only glanced at Cen Xing when he said this, and the rest of his eyes fell on Jiang Li. But Jiang Li didn't look up at him at all, only at the vegetables on his plate.

The experienced Bai Nianci naturally heard the contempt in Bai Yan's words, about her on weekdays, this nephew never spoke, how could there be a smell of gunpowder today.

She followed the white disgusted gaze, and saw only a girl with a pair of fox eyes.

"You look familiar." Bai Nianci held the wine glass, and the base of her tongue was a little stiff.

Jiang Li looked up blankly, and his back tightened violently.

This woman must not have seen me with Bai Yan in the afternoon.

"How could my aunt have seen Jiang Li." Bai Zhen said with a look of disbelief.

"What did you say her was called?"

"Jiang Li."

"Which Jiang, which Li?"

"The river of the river, the dawn of the dawn."

The back-and-forth conversation between the white-haired woman and Bai Zhen made the entire private room quiet, and even Bai Jingxuan, who had only looked at Xu Xinya all the time, looked at the two of them with wide eyes.

Jiang Li kept searching his mind for memories of the white-haired woman.

"I remember." The woman suddenly got up from her chair and shook a little.

The crowd pricked up their ears and waited for the long-awaited answer.

"Ten years ago, the female student who sponsored it was you. Coming from Sui Town, your mother couldn't stand your father's domestic violence and killed him directly, it's you, Jiang Li. ”

"Shut up." Cen Xing grabbed the woman's hand with one hand and scolded loudly.

"I'm not mistaken, at that time, her hukou was transferred from Sui Town by someone I trusted, so I remember the name very clearly." The woman continued, and everyone present, except Gao Chengye, felt as if they had listened to a century of gossip.