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Song Ran has represented his father several times at the charity dinner in Shanghai, but in recent years, it has been rare.
The main reason is that Shang Rui is usually there. For occasions like this which are not very necessary, she will try to avoid two people attending together.
Probably so, the fact of their marriage has not been doubted or excavated by the outside world.
Some of them, such as Shao Yunchen's intentional investigation, were later suppressed by her father by various means.
The invitation to the dinner party was still sent to song's mansion every year. After receiving it for the past two years, the mother of song didn't even mention it, so she put it into a special box for waste documents in her study.
However, song ran did not expect that this year song ran would go out of the ordinary and take the initiative to mention this matter, "Mom, after dinner, please find me the invitation post."
At the dinner table, song Ran's voice was quiet. Under her mother's questioning, she didn't explain too much. She just said, "you have to go this year. You don't have to worry about your private affairs."
Song's mother drank the soup and looked at her daughter, who was indifferent to the atmosphere. She also looked at the old song on the main seat with some blame."What kind of temperament, I learned from you."
Song Lao seldom smile, and evaluation: "nothing bad."
The father and daughter looked at each other, as if they had exchanged some information, and then they did not speak. The only thing left was that the mother song on the dining table could not understand the two people and talked for a long time.
Finally, after dinner, song's mother found the invitation card from her study. When she handed it to song Ran's hand, she stared at her bony wrist. Suddenly, her nose became sour."Xiao ran, don't stand up too hard on your own. No matter how many parents are there, we have the ability to let you live the life you want, OK?"
Song ran stood at the door of the study, quietly put the invitation card into the bag, and then looked at her mother, then hook lips gently smile, "I am not hard."
A face of indifference and aloofness, as if he is the most out of the one.
The old man's cough came from the direction of the living room. He hit the ground twice with his cane, as if to express some dissatisfaction.
Song ran looked back and took a glance. After saying hello, he said goodbye and left.
The next day's charity dinner, flying from Kyoto to Shanghai on the right time, shangrui took Qi Feng to the airport by car, holding the woman's hand tightly along the way. He knew in advance from his assistant that song ran would attend the dinner party. He had planned to meet him at the airport.
But the expected scene did not appear, and then learned that song ran was on a private plane.
Three hours later, song ran, dressed in a golden evening dress, arrived at the banquet scene. As a special guest, song ran addressed the opening ceremony of the party.
She is proud of her stature, and she has an irresistible charm in her every move.
A young man sitting next to Qi Feng had a soft smile on his face. He turned his head and asked his partner on the other side, "who is she?"
"Young lady of the Song family in Kyoto..." The companion was dumb, patted the forehead and then expressed his understanding, "yes, you just returned home, you may not understand, how, interesting?"
"I remember you said, in the next five years, I don't think about personal problems."
The man did not answer with a smile. He only lifted his other arm and held his chin. He looked at the woman on the stage from afar, and then showed his appreciation without stinginess.
His companion's eyes blinked, and he was surprised.
"You won't come really, young master?" Shaking his hand in front of the young master, he followed his eyes to see that the woman who had just finished his speech was stepping down from the stage by the assistant holding her arm. Naturally, her beauty and temperament were needless to say.
Just did not expect, can own this stubborn young master also attracted, that should be how charming.
Shan Rao's eyes floated with the golden light and shadow under the stage. Until he took his seat in the front row again, he had time to ask, "is this Miss Song married?"
"No, I haven't heard of it." The companion hesitated, the tone revealed a bit of concern and worry, "you people in the upper class get married is not a big show, married or not, check the Internet to find out."
Said has taken out the mobile phone, simply hit the keyboard after the information interface will be found in front of the man, "you see."
Shan Rao reached for it and turned it up and down. There were not many reports about her, but all the news materials were not stingy and praising. Some media even compared this high and cold Miss Song to a lonely star in the sky. She is extremely beautiful and occupies a height that ordinary people can't reach.
He hooked lips evil spirit smile, gently spit out her name: "Song ran."
His eyes were permeated with a thick smile. When he handed the mobile phone back, he seriously asked the man next to him, "Shan Rao, song ran, don't you think it's a natural match?"
"Finally, young master The fingertips of the man stretched out to answer the mobile phone were trembling. His eyes were staring at the size of a copper bell. He was so excited that he burst into tears."Great. This time, the master will not doubt your orientation, right?"At the thought of this, the man in his twenties was very sad. He couldn't help but recall his miserable experience that he was suspected to be a young man's care, and was finally led to the lobby for "interrogation" by the master.
He wiped the corner of the empty eye, touched the mobile phone and was about to get up and go out, "I'll go to report my happiness to the master."
Shan Rao's face sank, reached out to pull people back, and coldly cast a threatening look, "who raised you?"
In a word, the man immediately fell down and sat upright. In addition to Yu Guang's eyes from time to time, he did not dare to mention the word "master".
Qi Feng, sitting next to her, was absent-minded to the speech on the stage, but she listened to the whole interaction between the two men nearby. She could not help but take a look in that direction. She saw that it was a man with a clear profile and a handsome face, who was smiling with evil Charm on his lips.
She turned her head again, this time her eyes fell on Shang Rui's face.
A beam of soft light came straight in, just illuminating his side face. This is also a man with three-dimensional outline and distinguished manner. He is also the husband of Miss Song family, whom they have just discussed.
I just feel that the hand that has been clenched since I entered the door is faintly numb. She moved a little, and the man looked down.
Against the light behind him, the soft emotion on his face could be clearly distinguished. At the same time, there was a deep concern in his voice, "what's the matter?"
Qi Feng shook his head and slightly adjusted his sitting posture. Then he pursed his lips and said with a smile: "it's OK."
After that, the man turned her eyes back to the stage again. She did not turn her head any more. She felt as if she were standing on her back.
She can't figure out whether shangrui has heard the conversation between the two men just now, and if so, what he will think. And this man always looks calm and self-contained, as if he is deaf to the world around him.
Qi Feng doesn't understand that shangrui, who has such a strong sense of vigilance, doesn't pay attention to the interaction between the two people, and how can he easily reveal his inner thoughts.
This woman is too simple, easy to be seen through, but never see through others, and song Ran is in two extremes.
The auction of the dinner party alternates with the program performance and other interactive links. The organizer will invite some traffic stars to help. After Song Ran's speech, there will be a performance and then a short rest time.
Taking advantage of the break, she communicated with her assistant and got down from the VIP seat to the last row of the terrace stands.
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