Song Ye believed that Meng Ziheng was not a douchebag who couldn't support the wall. The young man looked pedantic and weak, but in fact he had a strong character. Once he understood certain truths, he would become an indestructible tree.

So after three or two sentences to wake up, when he returned to the banquet hall, the young master of the Meng family, who had just lost his soul and fled, seemed to have regained his old calmness, and he even knew how to greet him with a smile and lower his loftiness.

When Gu Yitong and the others came to look for him, they saw Meng Ziheng who was chatting and laughing.

"I thought he would hide in a corner and refuse to come out." Gu Yitong said in surprise.

Song Ye smiled but said nothing, his good friend's guess was completely accurate.

On the other hand, Fang Ye saw the clue, and the sharp Danfeng eyes under the glasses landed on Song Ye, "It seems that the person who found him is you." It is you who made him recover quickly.

Song Ye's calm face did not show a trace of turbulence, neither affirmation nor denial.

Among the four iron corners, Fang Ye has the deepest thoughts and the most comprehensive view of things. If it wasn't for his inexperience, Song Yebao would have to reveal his secrets in front of him.

However, these people were sincere towards Meng Ziheng, and Song Ye did not defend them.

Seeing that Meng Ziheng was safe and sound, several people heaved a sigh of relief and were about to go to eat something. When they turned around suddenly, they saw Nana in a blue cheongsam walking towards this side, followed by a group of noble families. Celebrities, mighty and imposing.

"The visitor is not good." Wang Qianqian muttered, and when she moved her footsteps, she subconsciously stood in front of several people.

She is the only woman here on the bright side, so you can't let a group of big men come forward to tear each other up with women.

Sure enough, Wang Qianqian, a big horse with a golden sword, has a posture like protecting a chicken, which really made the approaching people hesitate for a while.

Only when Fu Tonger kept walking and walked to Wang Qianqian, did she politely extend her hand and say hello, "Miss Wang, it's nice to meet you."

Fu Tong'er is one hundred and sixty-five centimeters in height, and with high heels it can reach one meter seven. Facing the petite Wang Qianqian, she has a condescending sense of sight.

"Miss Fu, it's a pleasure to meet you." Wang Qianqian stretched out her hand, shook it lightly, and then parted.

"I can't believe that Miss Wang is also interested in antiques. I don't know if it's President Wang's intention this time or Miss Wang brought her friends to go shopping?" Fu Tong'er was like the hostess in the big mansion, asking about the guests' intentions. The corners of his eyes turned to Song Ye, who was beside him.

Behind them, the ladies who came by also set their eyes on Song Ye, and said with a light smile, "Miss Wang, it's not me who brought friends out to the banquet, but at least I also prepare clothes for them, this kind of thing. The occasion is also wrapped like a zongzi, which makes people see a joke, hehe..."

"I heard that this is the school grass of your school. It is also a dormitory with Ziheng, and the title is side by side, but the gap seems to be more than a star." Such things as sarcasm and sparring are not because of the noble family background. Despicable and changed, the inherently mean nature of women is undoubtedly revealed at this moment.

"Haha..." Wang Qianqian frowned in anger at first, but after seeing the faces of these people, she laughed in anger, spread her hands and said helplessly: "No way, I'm afraid that I will dress up my friend too well. It stole everyone's limelight. You see, this has caught your attention before anyone provokes anyone. Speaking of which, this good-looking is also born by my parents, and I can't be envious of it, do you think it is?"

The few people behind Wang Qianqian blinked in unison, and they were amazed. On weekdays, because they were all peaceful and gentle, they never quarreled. I really didn't realize that she was so fierce in combat.

It's simply not paying for the death of the dead, and a lot of celebrities on the opposite side almost vomited blood.

"Haha, Miss Wang really likes to joke, Song Ye looks good, but it's a grand occasion. Dressing like this is a bit rude to the Meng family and other guests." Fu Tong'er maintained a slightly stiff smile on the corner of her mouth. , changed the subject, and was teaching newcomers how to understand the rules just like the mama Rong who entered the palace.

Wang Qianqian really didn't like her white lotus face, so she rolled her eyes without thinking, "Don't talk about the status of the Meng family compared to the Wang family, today is just a banquet for a junior to announce the news with an unknown child bride, I really don't think so. Look how grand it is."

It is true that if Wang Qianqian represents Wang Yutang, then Mencius is naturally a junior.

The focus of her words was obviously on the child bride, and she added the word "anonymous" to clearly tell the girl on the opposite side that you are just an adopted daughter who was picked up by someone, and you have no capital to point fingers in front of them.

This circle attaches the most importance to the family blood, and this is also the weakness that Fu Tong'er, who is dependent on others, cares the most.

"Miss Wang, as the saying goes, you don't slap your face, do you really want to turn against us for such a countryman?" Fu Tonger was ridiculed, and even brought a group of people behind him to a lower level, and some people quit immediately , the adoption of exclusion policies began to threaten.

Unfortunately, Wang Qianqian waved her hand and said indifferently: "No, we didn't have a good time at the beginning. You read fashion magazines all day, and I read company reports. Different ways are different, and we can't afford to climb high."

Wang Qianqian didn't care about the company's business before, and liked to hang out with friends and friends, but after going through the Lin Hao incident last time, she followed Song Ye's anger and became a good young man with three views and positive attitudes. This kind of eldest lady who has nothing to talk about and only knows how to splurge can be said to be scornful.

"Wang Qianqian, you... don't be ashamed of your face." A group of girls on the opposite side were stunned with ashen faces, but they couldn't refute them. They blushed for a while, and their necks were thick, so angry that they wanted to scold the shrew.

"Who asked you to look for trouble, but to trouble Song Ye." Wang Qianqian's attitude was tough, and she also refused to give in an inch.

"You..." The lady was mad, wishing she could go up and tear up Wang Qianqian's powerful mouth.

Fu Tong'er was blocking on one side, but his eyes were looking in other directions, and then when the waiter passed by with the tray, he accidentally bumped into the other side.

Clap la la, along with the screaming and shouting of the girls, the cups in the tray all flew out, and the mouth of the cup was facing Wang Qianqian's direction.

Who would have thought that Fu Tonger could still calculate these things in a time like this, Wang Qianqian's mouth is sharp, but her ability to act and react is not as good as that of her mouth. .

This time, it's embarrassing.

But suddenly, she felt that her eyes were dark, and there was a figure standing in front of her.

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