Fu Nanxian raised his eyebrows, raised the champagne in his hand and touched Xue Rin'an on the side, "Yo, Cousin Ning is not a job transfer, she is a job change."

Xue Rin'an's eyes were dark, like thick ink.

Fu Nanxian leaned against the wall, "Don't say it, my cousin is quite a good match with Shen Shao."

Xue Rin'an snorted, "You see that she is a good match for everyone."

Fu Nanxian nodded in agreement: "Yes, in fact, it is also a good match with Su Jiashu, and the two of them are official matches."

Xue Rin'an sneered.

She's not just a liar, she's a fool.

He took a sip of champagne and walked over to it.

Shen Shen congratulated Du Qingling on her birthday, and Jiang Jianing, who was following him, handed over the paper bag with the scarf in his hand.

The smile on Du Qingling's face did not change, "Thank you."

Jiang Jianing pursed her lips, but she didn't open her mouth to call that word.

Her identity is not on the stage, and if she says it on this occasion, it will only make Du Qingling's face dull.

She's not the worldly girl anymore.

"Shen Gongzi is also here," Fu Nanxian walked over with Xue Rin'an, and called out casually, as if he had just seen Jiang Jianing, "Eh, Rin'an, isn't this my cousin?"

Jiang Jianing smiled.

This cousin, whoever calls it knows in his heart.

Du Qingling's eyes were slightly surprised, but he didn't speak, just glanced at Jiang Jianing, and then went to the side to entertain other distinguished guests.

Jiang Jianing's gaze fell on Du Qingling's back, and there was a trace of loss in his eyes that was not easy to hide.

She forced herself down, and then turned her head with a smile again, and there was no strangeness on her face.

Fu Nanxian stood beside Xue Rin'an.

Jiang Jianing looked at the man.

On this occasion today, the man did not wear a black suit, but a light-colored suit, which is a new product of a big-name men's fashion, light luxury and fashion.

The short black hair has been styled, and there is no obvious bruise on the face, presumably covered with concealer.

She looked at him calmly, as if she was looking at a stranger, nodding her head and passing by, and she didn't need to be polite.

Someone over there was calling Shen Shen.

Shen Shen looked at Jiang Jianing inquiringly: "If you are tired, why don't you go to the self-help area over there to rest first?"

"I'm not tired."

Jiang Jianing took Shen Shen's arm and went to greet him with him.

After all, being able to enter the door was a sign of Shen Shen's affection, and she should have paid it back, and she was not stunned.

The gaze that fell on her behind her seemed to want to burn her clothes.

There were a lot of people on this occasion, and the evening performance in the hall was even more lively.

Jiang Jianing didn't notice the glance that fell on his body.

It's bad intentions.

Even with malice.

The man hidden in the shadows leaned against the wall, holding his mobile phone and talking to a foreign number.

"Did you hear that, the pomp is very big, a continuation, and it is almost catching up with the specifications of the original wife's birthday banquet." This is ironic.

On the other end of the phone, there was a soft female voice.

"yes, I can hear you."

"Jiang Jianing is here too."

This time, there was a longer pause in silence.

"How does she look?"

"Very good," Song Ze said, "as Shen Shen's female companion, she is about to become a courtesan."

There was a sound from the earpiece, as clear as a lark's laughter.

Song Ze couldn't help but hold the mobile phone tightly, and put the earpiece closer to his ear, his expression was a little yearning.

"It's good."

Song Ze was upset for her.

"Back then, you were banished from the country by the old man because of her, and you couldn't go home for a few years, she was just a snake and scorpion, so she would pretend," Song Ze said, "If you want me to say, Su Jiashu's incident at that time should be pushed on her and told her to go in and lock her up for a few years."

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The female voice paused, "It's all in the past, so there's no need to mention it."

Song Ze hung up the phone.

He wasn't going to.

He couldn't see Jiang Jianing's proud appearance.

He saw Jiang Jianing leave the corridor alone, so he followed behind.

The heating in the hall was turned on sufficiently, it was very hot, Jiang Jianing followed Du Qingling's figure and left, so he also used the excuse of going to the bathroom and went to the corridor.

As soon as he left the hall, Jiang Jianing, who was blown by the cold wind in the corridor, was excited, and the heat on his body dissipated in an instant.

She went up the stairs.

A servant saw Jiang Jianing going upstairs, and just opened her mouth to tell her not to go upstairs, but someone next to her stopped her.

Du Qingling entered a room, and as soon as the door was pushed open, a soft voice called her, "Mom."

She smiled and squatted down, stretching out her arms to hug the little girl who had pounced on her.

Jiang Jianing stood at the top of the stairs and saw a picture between the gradually closing doors.

She walked to the door, her hand on the doorknob, but she didn't push the door in.

The door was hidden and there was a crack.

Jiang Jianing leaned against the wall on the other side of the door, his eyes empty.

Du Qingling hugged the girl on the chair and told her to sit down: "Mom braids the girl."

The beautiful girl sat on the chair, her legs swaying slightly, and her voice was childish: "Mom! They said it's my mother's birthday, so can I sing to my mother?"

"Okay."

"There is only a mother in the world, and a child with a mother is a treasure......

The little girl's childish voice came out of the crack in the door and entered Jiang Jianing's ears.

She leaned against the wall and listened to a song in silence.

"Let's go downstairs with my mother, my neighbor Xiaomin is here today."

"Okay!"

The door opens.

Jiang Jianing hurriedly avoided the shadows on the other side.

She saw the figure stacked on the ground, holding small hands with big hands, and stepping down the stairs.

Jiang Jianing hid in the corner of the bathroom.

It was as if the darkness could melt her into one, and melt her into the color that was imprinted in that darkness.

She propped her arms on the washstand, her shoulders trembled, her hands gradually clenched into fists, and she pressed hard against the washstand, her knuckles hurt to the extreme, and she was blue.

At this moment, she was too immersed in her own world to notice the approach of the person behind her.

Suddenly......

Jiang Jianing's hair was pulled back, her body staggered a few steps uncontrollably, and she fell to the ground suddenly.

Before she could get up, a man's leather shoe struck the back of her hand.

She gritted her teeth, her eyes bloodshot, and looked at the man in the dark.

This person's face was hidden in the dark, and Jiang Jianing couldn't see it clearly.

This person slowly squatted down in front of her, the leather shoes rolled on the back of her hand, Jiang Jianing just raised her hand, her hair was pulled fiercely, and there was a pain on her scalp.

Jiang Jianing saw the face in front of him clearly.

The man pinched Jiang Jianing's jaw hard, "I didn't expect to see you after a few years, you are the same as Su Jiashu's dog, you still don't grow like this."