Father Ji clinked glasses with Song Cangyuan, and wrinkles flew up his face.

"Cangyuan, I didn't expect you to remember her, she just came back after ten years abroad."

Song Cangyuan pursed his lips and smiled, his black eyes were slightly shining, but they were not as sunny and warm as ten years ago, they were abstinent and alienated.

"No wonder, no wonder, but come back from school? What major? ”

"I can't talk about it, the little girl has been frail and sickly since she was a child. The country is half studying and half raising, just want to have a skill, and marry a good family in the future. ”

The father looked Ji Shuman up and down, seemed to be very satisfied with her appearance, his eyes swept over the watch on her left wrist, his expression paused slightly, and then smiled at Song Cangyuan.

Ji Shuman's heart swelled with a sourness, and he lowered his eyes slightly and hooked his lips.

Song Cangyuan's eyes looked at Ji Shuman, and there was a smile in his eyes, as if he had captured her small changes.

"It must be someone who can match Ling Ai!" After speaking, he raised his glass and took a sip of red wine.

These words actually have some elders' love for their younger generations.

Yes, he was her uncle to the sea, although she never regarded him as an elder, but an unattainable god.

Ji Shuman's face was shy, and she stretched out her white and slender fingers and grabbed her father's arm.

"Dad, I don't want to get married!"

It's to my father, but also to Uncle Haihai.

The two men raised their heads and laughed when they heard this, attracting the attention of the women.

Mo Xin was chatting with Wang Yunyun on the side, and when she heard the man's laughter, she turned around and looked at Song Cangyuan who was laughing so happily.

She hadn't seen him smile like that in a long time.

Mo Xin's eyes fell on Ji Shuman, and he bent down and whispered to Wang Yunyun.

Wang Yunyun looked at Ji Shuman, her eyes were slightly stunned, and she nodded.

The two of them walked towards this direction with a smile on their faces.

"Shuman, this is Mo Xin, Uncle Song's wife."

Father Ji pointed to Mo Xin and introduced Ji Shuman.

Ji Shuman looked at Mo Xin, in her beautiful round eyes, her pupils were slightly dilated, her thin white fingers were clenched, her palms were slightly sweaty, and her water-red nails were cut into her palms, pinching out red marks.

She tried her best to suppress her emotions and smiled at Mo Xin: "Sister Mo Xin is good! ”

"Oh, Shuman is really beautiful, and her mouth is sweet, don't you say Cangyuan?"

Mo Xin held a goblet in one hand, held his chest in the other, her red lips were blazing, and a beauty mole under her lips was embellished, and she smiled with all kinds of charms.

Mo Xin, a former dancer, retired to the background five years ago due to physical reasons, but he never relaxed his requirements, practicing basic skills day by day for decades to maintain his shape.

She was chatting with Wang Yunyun about Ji Shuman just now, and learned that she was the daughter of the Ji family who had just returned to China.

The artist has a vicious eye, but she likes the Ji family, the daughter who is raised outside.

Ji Shumana is quiet and beautiful, with a thin waist and long legs, a white knee-length princess dress, noble and elegant, and she also calls her sister, it's hard not to like it.

Ji Shuman's face was crimson, and his little white hands covered his mouth and smiled, looking like a harmless little white rabbit.

No one knew, but her eyes were secretly observing Song Cangyuan on the side.

Song Cangyuan raised his eyes, his deep eyes looked into the distance, and he didn't seem to be listening to Mo Xin.

Mo Xin raised her wrist to pull the man's hand, and Ji Shuman saw the diamond ring on her hand, covering the back of the man's hand, so eyesore.

"Sister Mo Xin, you have such a good figure, and the ring and necklace are so beautiful, sure enough, diamonds and beauties are more compatible!"

Ji Shuman cleverly praised Moxin.

Mo Xin's eyes flashed with pride, and he raised his left hand to stroke the huge pink diamond on his chest, and the two diamonds reflected each other, dazzling.

Mo Xin looked at the man beside him, his eyebrows were affectionate, and his face was like a peach blossom.

"Well, it's all customized for me by Cangyuan, and he likes to spend this money for me."

The woman covered her mouth and smiled, and then took Ji Shuman's little hand and said, "I really like your beautiful little sister, I have time to go to my sister's studio to play, my sister will teach you yoga." ”

"Okay, okay!" Ji Shuman looked elated.

The two seemed to be chatting happily with each other, and they also added WeChat to each other.

Song Cangyuan put one hand in his pocket, shook the goblet with the other, his eyes were faint, and occasionally chatted with Ji's father about political and economic topics.

The conversation between the two fell into his ears, and his gaze swept over the girl's small pink face, intentionally or unintentionally.

Looking at her big black grape-like eyes, straight nose, delicate lips, and shy appearance, I felt very cute in my heart.

He raised his wrist and took a sip of red wine, swallowed it lightly imperceptibly, turned his face to Mo Xin and smiled, and did not say anything more.

After the banquet, Ji Shuman locked himself in his room.

She searched the Internet for all the information about Song Cangyuan.

The online information is obviously blocked, only that he is a returnee entrepreneur from Rongcheng, with the title of chairman of South China Real Estate and Jingwei Venture Capital, and even whether he is married or not has not been made public.

Ji Shuman's mailbox received an email from Sam, which contained Mo Xin's details.

Sam is indeed the Sherlock Holmes in the Chinese circle, and there is no one he can't dig up.

Ji Shuman opened Mo Xin's WeChat business card: "Monica", and Ji Shuman's mind conjured up: Enchanting and sexy, she is really as good as her name.

Mo Xin's avatar is in a sexy pose in a dance costume, with bewitching and moving facial features, and the mole under her lips is particularly dazzling!

Combined with the information sent by Sam, it's the same person.

Ji Shuman's brows furrowed, and her heart began to cramp again.

Why did Uncle Cangyuan marry her? Was he deceived by her? But he was obviously happy in it, and he felt sorry that it would hurt her to give birth to a child, so he customized expensive colored diamonds for her......

The blue light of the laptop shone into Ji Shuman's cold eyes, as translucent as a glacier cave but extremely cold.

Ji Shuman's white fingers holding the mouse were trembling slightly......