Lin Meijuan expected it to be good.

Even if the old lady Song likes his granddaughter again, in the end, he must take into account the interests of the Song family and support Song Yun without any harm, how can there be any reason not to agree.

"That's fine, if the Shen family doesn't do it, then my Song family will do it."

Lin Meijuan nodded hurriedly: "Yun Yun and the Song family are the real family whose blood is thicker than water, that is, in the future, how can there be any reason not to support the family and help outsiders."

Old lady Song likes to hear this sentence.

But this celebration banquet is for Song Yun to build momentum, although they are also members of the Song family, but the old man still likes the long house in his heart, he said:

"Then this celebration banquet will be handed over to Yuanyuan to organize, and she will also be given experience."

What!

Lin Meijuan was anxious.

In this celebration banquet, the Song family came forward to organize, and the people who must be invited are all big people with heads and faces, these connections are for their daughter to build momentum, but if Song Yuan, the daughter of the long house, is in charge, who will look at her daughter?

The old man is really a good calculation.

But what can Lin Meijuan do, she can only nod and agree, and retreat silently.

The other side.

Song Yuan was a little surprised when she heard her reply: "Celebration banquet? Whose feast?"

The next person replied, "Who else could there be? The Shen family didn't come forward, and the third room begged the old man, and asked me to say, why did you go earlier, now you know that you are begging us."

Song Yuan shook her head and didn't answer, she is the heir of the Song family, naturally she puts the interests of the Song family first, she has the same meaning as her grandfather, there is no reason not to do it.

But how important it is to support the family heirs.

As far as Song Yun's pustus is concerned, even if she inherits the Shen family, with her cognitive means, the decline of the Shen family is inevitable.

"Is there a wedding order for the feast?"

"It's ready, the old man sent it."

Song Yuan took it, swept it away, and suddenly stopped.

"Neutralizing Jade Brew?"

The subordinate lowered his head and glanced at it: "It was the person invited by Miss Yunyun, and it was said that it was the favorite student of the old Chinese seniors."

"She's fine."

The subordinate mocked: "Miss Yunyun's heart and eyes are smaller than the tip of a needle, eldest miss, you don't know that this is to suppress people under the pretext of the celebration banquet."

Song Yuan had a little headache.

"I am her own sister in the end, there is no reason to help outsiders, I ordered to go down, don't do too much, wait for the old-timers to accept the apprentice, it is not Song Yun's face alone, but the face of the Song family."

The subordinate is a little aggrieved for his own lady.

Miss is always like this, everything is family first, and the overall situation is the most important.

But she had to admit that only such a person was the hope of the family.

The invitation letter from the Song family was sent quickly.

Shen Lan doesn't care about this, if the Song family wants to do it, let them do it, she can't afford to lose that face.

At this time, Shen Lan didn't know that this 'Blood Mansion Removal Pill' was Qiao Yu's credit.

Qiao Yu didn't have a qualification certificate, and the old Hua seniors didn't dare to mention it, so it was a misunderstanding.

He only passed the word in the name of Xiaomeishan, Shen Lan knew that he was indebted, and wanted to announce it to the public, but Huanong persuaded him, and was ready to wait for Qiao Yu to take the certificate first.

But Shen Lan will not do this matter of celebration banquet.

Now that the Song family is doing it, let the Song family do it, and Shen Lan doesn't want to worry about this adopted daughter now.

"Madame, the word has arrived."

The old lady walked in the door, and the people behind her carried the framed paintings, carefully covered them with silk cloth, and carefully wrapped them around them.

Shen Lan was happy in his heart, and the sorrow of disgust with his adopted daughter just now disappeared in an instant.

"Quick, let me see."

The silk cloth was lifted, Shen Lan was surprised for a moment, and sighed:

"Good word!"

After speaking, he impatiently took out his mobile phone and opened the [Xia Kexing] group chat.

Orchid Grass: The baby's words have been refined again. / smile / cute

Qiao Bao's AD Calcium Milk: !!

Senior Sister Xiao Nanshan: !!

Yan God My God: !!

Qiao Yu, my boss: !!

[System Group Chat: Senior Sister Xiao Nanshan has set you as an "administrator"]

[System Group Chat: Senior Sister Xiao Nanshan has changed your group title to "God of Wealth"]

Shen Lan: ......