Song Zhiyi entered the private room, and Xing Yanxi and Liang Zefan had already taken their seats and waited.

And Liang Zefan was also sitting beside a man with handsome features, this person was Liang Zefan's younger brother Liang Junchen.

"Happy birthday, Mr. Liang."

Song Zhiyi handed the gift in her hand to Liang Zefan.

Liang Zefan politely stretched out his hand to take it and said with a smile, "Miss Song is too polite." ”

Xing Yanxi hurriedly got up from the chair and sat beside her with her arm around Song Zhiyi.

"Junchen has been busy before, Zhiyi has always wanted to find an opportunity to thank you, and now it's okay to take advantage of your eldest brother's birthday, but there is a chance."

When Liang Junchen heard the voice, he looked sideways at Song Zhiyi, with a bit of complicated emotions in his eyes, and the sense of entanglement with unknown meaning made Song Zhiyi a little incomprehensible.

"Young Master Liang, I never had a chance to thank you before, thank you for your help six years ago."

Liang Junchen smiled gently, still sitting upright on the seat, but his dark brown eyes were still staring at the mole on Song Zhiyi's neck, as if he was a little distracted.

"It's just a gesture, Miss Song doesn't have to worry about it."

"I heard from my sister-in-law that Miss Song lives in the community where I live now. Why don't we exchange contact information, so that we can take care of each other in the future. ”

Song Zhiyi didn't think much about it, and in the face of her father-in-law, she naturally had a different kind of trust, and hurriedly agreed, "Okay." ”

She said and told Liang Junchen her number.

Liang Zefan's colleagues also entered the private room one after another.

For a moment, the banquet was full of congratulations and compliments.

Everyone knows that Liang Zefan came to Nancheng just to practice.

Five years later, he will be transferred to the capital, and at that time, his identity and status will be even more extraordinary.

"Zefan, I'll introduce you to someone."

As the door of the private room was pushed open, Song Zhiyi saw Gu Jinyan being taken into the private room by a middle-aged man.

When Liang Zefan heard this, he got up from his seat, and when he saw Gu Jinyan, his expression was as usual, with a modest smile on his face.

"I have long admired Mr. Gu's name."

"Mr. Liang, happy birthday, uninvited, forgive me."

Gu Jinyan's gaze fell on Song Zhiyi's body for the first time, and then he silently moved away, stretched out his hand and shook Liang Zefan slightly.

Liang Zefan has only been in office for a long time, and because Xing Yanxi is pregnant, he rarely participates in socializing.

So Gu Jinyan asked him to ask him a few times, but he still couldn't see Liang Zefan, this was the first time he had met the new leader of Nancheng.

It was just a touch of less than a second, and Gu Jinyan quickly withdrew his hand.

Liang Zefan's eyes changed slightly, but he didn't care, and invited Gu Jinyan to take a seat.

"It's a guest, Mr. Gu, please take a seat."

As Liang Zefan spoke, he lowered his eyes and found that only the position next to Song Zhiyi was still empty.

Liang Junchen knew some of the past between Gu Jinyan and Song Zhiyi, and saw that Song Zhiyi's eyes were slightly resistant, so he got up and wanted to go to Song Zhiyi's side.

But Gu Jinyan had already walked over, naturally pulled out the chair, and sat down beside Song Zhiyi.

After he took his seat, he didn't speak, and his eyes didn't fall on Song Zhiyi for a second the whole time, as if he had never known Song Zhiyi.

Xing Yanxi was not happy to see Gu Jinyan, and glared at Liang Zefan sideways.

Liang Zefan could only show goodwill with his eyes, calming Xing Yanxi's emotions.

After all, in his position, this situation is also relatively common.

Song Zhiyi only felt uncomfortable because of Gu Jinyan's seat.

However, someone who came uninvited didn't have the slightest expression of embarrassment as if he was the guest of honor.

Seeing this, Song Zhiyi couldn't help but slander in her heart.

Dead scumbag, his skin is thicker than the average person!

The man beside him seemed to be able to hear her heart, and as soon as she finished complaining, he looked sideways at her.

Song Zhiyi was stunned for a moment, and when she raised her eyes, the eyes of the two collided.