"Banquet?"

Wen Shengsheng was a little strange why he suddenly mentioned the banquet.

Mrs. Xiang has never known much about the company's affairs, but she likes things like tradition very much.

The banquet mentioned by Mrs. Xiang, coupled with the previous paintings, Wen Shengsheng was a little suspicious that it was related to traditional utensils.

There was no one present to explain, so Wen Shengsheng responded with a smile.

"Thank you, grandma."

Old Madam Xiang snorted, and then said leisurely: "You are also an antique professional, the theme of this banquet is almost the same, and seeing the world more will never embarrass the Xiang family again."

Wen Shengsheng knew that Mrs. Xiang was talking about the video some time ago.

Since it has been mentioned, it means that it has passed.

No one dared to mention some inconsequential figures in front of the Xiang family.

Wen Shengsheng just laughed.

Xiang Jinghe's deep gaze lingered on Wen Shengsheng.

After eating, Xiang Jinghe was pulled by relatives to discuss the company's affairs.

Wen Shengsheng didn't listen to it very interestingly, and turned around and went outside.

Ming Bangyue followed and walked out.

Wen Shengsheng looked at her lightly, not planning to speak.

Ming Bangyue couldn't hold back her breath, and her delicate makeup couldn't hide the anger on her face.

"What a slut, wearing this kind of skirt to hang in front of grandma, doesn't he just want to please grandma?"

"You're just a person who can't get on the stage, and you dare to go to a banquet?"

A gloom flashed in Wen Shengsheng's eyes.

She didn't want to cross paths with this person too much.

The other party made a fuss in front of him again and again, and Wen Shengsheng felt annoyed.

"Miss Ming, this is a charity banquet, and Mrs. Xiang personally invited me to come."

"If you don't think it's good, you can just bring it up."

Wen Shengsheng was casual, and only by listening carefully could he hear the teasing meaning contained in his tone.

"You kept shouting in front of me, but in the end, there was still no way to stop it."

The Xiang family has always been clever, how can it be the turn of the Ming family, who has an inextricable relationship with the Xiang family, it is nothing.

"Brother and sister, that's a beautiful thing to say."

Ahead, a woman in a cheongsam came out of the bushes, I don't know how long she had been there.

Ming Bangyue's face turned pale for a moment, and she responded weakly: "Auntie." ”

The adopted daughter of the Xiang family, the young lady who lived in a simple house.

Before he had a relationship with the Xiang family, Wen Shengsheng knew a thing or two.

It's not an accident, but this adopted daughter, Ms. Xiang Liangran, studied the same major as her in college.

Antique.

is famous and is Wen Shengsheng's idol.

Wen Shengsheng didn't expect to see her today.

Sure enough, the other party looked at her skirt at first glance.

"Sure enough, he can pick clothes, no wonder my mother likes it."

Wen Shengsheng didn't explain much.

It's all in vain.

Xiang Liangran glanced at Wen Shengsheng a few more times, and only after being satisfied did he glance at Ming Bangyue coldly.

"Bang Yue, this is your sister-in-law, it's really inappropriate to treat it like this."

Ming Bangyue didn't dare to speak loudly to Xiang Liangran.

Unconvinced, he clenched his fists.

Wen Shengsheng couldn't figure out this person's emotions. When investigating the Xiang family, I only knew that Xiang Liangran was not interested in various business matters and was not the central person of the Xiang family.

It's just that Mrs. Xiang likes it and stays there all the time.

Ming Bangyue left.

In Xiang Churan's eyes, there were suddenly some emotions that he didn't have before.

"I remember you! You're a student of mine, and he praises you every time he mentions you. High-achieving students, I just came to be the wife of that stinky boy of Xiang Jinghe, what a condescension! ”

Wen Shengsheng was flattered.

If it weren't for the surprise in Fan's tone, it was too obvious, Wen Shengsheng would almost think that the other party was sarcastic.

Xiang Liangran spoke straightforwardly, and he would not hide his thoughts in the face of the child he liked.

"It's a shame, it's a shame!"

"This guy is a guy who eats people and doesn't spit out bones."

"You don't have much reaction to your pregnancy, and it's boring to stay every day, or come to work under me, I like you too much."

Wen Shengsheng was smashed unconscious by this full liking.

After sorting out the other party's thoughts, he couldn't help but ask, "Really?" ”

Xiang Churan nodded: "I can't let a talent be buried!" ”