When Jiang Zhao took Song Muchen's arm and entered the Chen family's banquet hall, there were already many people gathered inside.

But as she walked through the door, the banquet hall, which had a harmonious atmosphere, suddenly fell silent.

"Hey, you have a face."

A mockery cut through the silence in the banquet hall, and the voice of the speaker was not high, but it was enough for the room to hear her clearly.

The person who spoke, Jiang Zhao, knew that it was the young lady of the Chen family, Chen Rui.

As Chen Rui's ridicule fell, whispers rang out throughout the banquet hall.

Jiang Zhao caught a glimpse of her smug face out of the corner of his eye, and the fingers that held Song Muchen's arm were deliberately tightened slightly.

Song Muchen raised his eyebrows, his eyes swept over the banquet hall indifferently, and the low voice in the hall stopped instantly.

Song Muchen sneered, retracted his eyes and looked at the waiter who had already greeted him: "Lead the way." ”

The two were led around the banquet hall by the waiters, pushing open the door of the lounge, and Jiang Zhao saw Old Man Chen sitting in the main seat at a glance.

Old Man Chen is nearly eighty years old this year, and although his old face is full of ravines, his eyes are still bright and sharp.

There were three or four middle-aged men sitting next to Old Man Chen, these people Jiang Zhao didn't know all, but on this occasion today, there were probably only a few representatives sent by other families who could sit here.

However, Song Muchen completely ignored the men who were the same age as his father, and walked straight to the position of Old Man Chen's side and sat down loudly.

"The old man is really too polite, but it's just a little thing, and he even made such a big battle."

"I know that the old man is just and afraid that I will be wronged, I don't know," Song Muchen sneered, "When you are old, you are going to bully others." ”

Several people present had a bad face because of Song Muchen's bad behavior, and after hearing this, it naturally became even more ugly.

Of course, the ugliest thing is Mr. Chen.

"Nonsense," Old Man Chen has been in a high position for a long time, where did he get a junior to talk to him like this, and said angrily, "Originally, I didn't want to take care of your junior's affairs, but I was afraid that you would feel wronged, so I personally invited you here." You're good, opening your mouth is a rake, who taught you the rules! ”

"No one teaches." Song Muchen leaned on the back of the chair and lazily posture, not taking Old Man Chen's momentum in his eyes at all, "My parents are not early, you know this." ”

"Your junior made a mistake, and you came forward, but I was beaten to the point of bleeding, but there are no elders in the family who can stand up for me."

Old Man Chen was choked, and his face suddenly turned pale.

But thinking of the stupid thing that his idiot did, he had to suppress this anger alive: "Don't mention the past, this time it's Axue's little brute who is wrong, I'll ask him to come over and apologize to you in a while, this matter is in the past." ”

"Tsk," Song Muchen shook his head again and again, "Old man, are you confused, now it is a society ruled by law." It's useful to apologize, but is it a dry meal for the police everywhere? ”

"I know that you love your grandson very much, but if you make a mistake, you have to pay a price, otherwise your grandson wants me to have an eye today, and tomorrow I don't know whose grandson dares to take my life."

"You say, isn't that the truth?"

Song Muchen's voice was not in a hurry, but every sentence seemed to be stepped on Old Man Chen's chest.

Jiang Zhao shrank behind Song Muchen and tried to suppress the corners of his upturned lips, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the back of Old Man Chen's withered hand.

The knotted green tendons were throbbing, and Jiang Zhao's eyelids also jumped.

Sure enough, Old Man Chen's knife-like eyes cut at Jiang Zhao: "I don't know how to speak when I see people, and the rules that the Chen family has taught you for so many years have been taught to the dog's stomach?" ”

Jiang Zhao lowered his head to restrain all the disgust in his eyes, and called in a low voice: "Grandpa." ”

"It's not like you're cowering," Old Man Chen snorted coldly, and waved his hand like a fly away, "Get out!" ”

Jiang Zhao knew very well that Old Man Chen was absolutely unwilling to lose face in front of her, an orphan girl who accepted the favor of the Chen family, and it was inevitable to drive her out.

Although she really wanted to stay and see how the Chen family was stripped of a layer of skin by Song Muchen, she still obediently withdrew from the lounge.

The door to the lounge was closed again, and the familiar laughter came from behind him again.

"Yo, isn't this Miss Jiang who successfully picked up the thigh of the Song family, why is she standing here with a disgraced face? Could it be that someone kicked him out? ”