"That's in the past, my grandchildren don't have to."

This time, Mrs. Song's face became much more solemn.

It seems to have heard the words 'I don't need your son or something'.

I thought that I would see Mrs. Song's counterattack next, but I didn't expect that the conversation would be interrupted.

Because, everyone's eyes fell on the direction of the door.

The biggest leader of Nanhu City is here.

The music stopped, and the dancers and chatters bowed their heads in front of him.

However, the originally quiet arena instantly began to boil.

Because he didn't appear alone.

Behind him appeared a beautiful boy with black hair.

Tall, wearing conspicuous high-end clothes, with an expressionless face, he has a charm that makes people look away.

People quickly guessed the true identity of the boy.

"Uh-huh...... That kid wouldn't be, would he? ”

"The second young master of the Song family?"

Shocking.

Previously, everyone knew about Song Xianchen's existence, but no one had seen Song Xianchen.

In other words, Song Xianchen was excluded from the heirs. But now that such an important event is being brought with him, it seems to give them a kind of inspiration.

On this occasion, Song Xianchen was officially introduced and he was made one of the heirs of the Song family.

Shi Ran quietly turned his head to look at Mrs. Song.

It couldn't be compared with the stiff expression of the grandfather when he was talking just now, and his face was distorted miserably.

Her trembling eyelids and fair face were so shocked that she could still hear the rattling of her teeth in her mouth.

Shi Ran quietly took two steps back, away from Madame Song.

Mrs. Song knew that she could no longer ignore Song Xianchen.

Shi Ran looked at Song Xianchen.

I haven't seen each other for three years, but I've grown a lot taller.

Although his face has not yet taken off his immature temperament, on this occasion, the atmosphere exuded by his body cannot be concealed.

She could imagine that Liao Yu and Xu Hua took good care of him.

But the personality of being less joyful and sad than others has not changed, and the expressionless face has not changed at all. Looking at his long-lost friend, Shi Ran looked at Song Xianchen with relief, and suddenly their eyes met.

Between curiosity and consternation, Song Xianchen ignored those gazes, and his eyes finally fixed on Shi Ran's body.

Then, as if he were about to laugh, his eyes crooked.

[No! 】

They know each other, and they've been in touch, and they can't be found yet.

Shi Ran's eyes widened and he shook his head softly at him.

Fortunately, Song Xianchen quickly noticed it, and a smile gradually appeared on his face.

Shi Ran breathed a sigh of relief, and thought in his heart: [It's worthy of him, well done! 】

However, Song Xianchen did not look elsewhere.

"Long time no see, Shi Chuan!"

There was no novel way to greet him, and Song Dangjia smiled heartily and called out Shi Ran's father's name.

There was a smile on his lips, but he didn't feel it at all.

From a certain point of view, hiding one's heart and performing skillfully is the virtue of a politician.

"Your daughter is so old, I remember the last time we met was three years ago, but I didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, she has grown into an adult."

Shi Ran listened and nodded politely.

"Thank you."

At this time, all you need to do is say thank you.

"Then give the award first, and then enjoy the banquet."

The father, who had been holding Shi Ran's hand, held Shi Ran by his grandfather's side and said affectionately: "Dad will come when he goes." ”

The nervous hands are cold, and the palms of the hands that are holding Shi Ran are all sweaty, but I still take care of Shi Dye first.

It is completely different from the Song family, who regards his children as his companions and is desperate.

With a heart of support for his father, Shi Ran kissed lightly on the cheek.

"With this kiss alone, Dad is full of power."

In front of the people, Song Dangjia stood on the podium, the secretary brought the award, Shi Ran's father walked to the center, and people's eyes fell on the rostrum.

I don't know where it appeared, Song Yanzhe, who is now fully entering puberty, stood beside Mrs. Song, his face was full of disgust, staring at Song Yanchen.

I can't control my expression when I'm old, it's still the same.

Then, Shi Ran looked at Song Xianchen.

The little one was still looking at her, his eyes unblinking, and his expressionless face could not tell whether he was happy or angry.

Afterwards.

Tokizen's father wore the medal around Tokizen's neck.

"Sure enough, this medal looks best on my daughter's neck."

There are not only medals, but also a piece of land, which is what the Fu family wants the most, I heard that there was a tender some time ago, but I didn't expect it to be given directly to the Shi family as a reward.

"What should I do if I receive something so good......

Compared with the joy of having land, the sense of burden and debt is stronger.

"What else can I do? Just say hello and live well. ”

"Auntie."

The head of the Fu family is the old woman in front of her, the sister of Shi Chuan's mother, that is, Shi Chuan's aunt, an old lady who is about the same age as her grandfather.

Her voice was low and loud, with a lonely posture.

Mrs. Fu is famous for her unfortunate personal history.

When her husband was young, he passed away, although he had two children under his knees, but they both died in accidents, and later the old man of the Fu family died, took over the company, and became one of the four major chaebols in Nanhu now.

She has supported the Fu family alone for forty or fifty years, and no one admires her.

In addition to the Fu family, there is also a very famous thing, that is, the lady's sense of aesthetics and fashion.

It can be said to lead the way.

Before Shi Ran's father opened a clothing store, when 'clothes' were mentioned, people thought of not the Shi family, but the Fu family.

Shijia's textile industry is good, and high-end brands can also do it, but compared with before, the style and design of the Fu family are the most popular.

Shi Ran tried to pretend that nothing happened, but there was no way to be a little nervous.

Sure enough.

Old Madam Fu's eyes fell on Shi Ran.

"Ahh This child is your daughter, and I am your aunt. ”

"Hello, Mrs. Fu, my name is Shi Ran."

Mrs. Fu was proud of her achievements, so she preferred formal titles to those between relatives.

Fortunately, Old Madam Fu seemed to like her too, nodded with a slight smile, and then glanced at the clothes she was wearing, and the ordinary and sharp brown eyes sparkled with interest.

"The clothes really fit you."

"Thank you for the compliment, this dress is from Daddy's clothing store."

"This is the cheap clothes that have been made!"

Old Madam Fu's eyes shrank slightly.

"It's a bit reluctant to say it's cheap, it's not exactly the clothes in the store, I specially designed it, but I didn't plan to sell it. And this dress is also my daughter's own matching, so it is still very different from the clothes in the store. ”

Dad shook his hand and quickly explained.

"This dress, this kid dressed up himself?"

Old Madam Fu looked directly at Shi Ran and asked.

"Are you satisfied, ma'am?"

Shi Ran asked worriedly.