CEO: My daughter-in-law said she wanted to protect me

Before the curtain of night was lowered, people were already thronging outside the five-star hotel. Luxury cars lined up and stopped. Elite dignitaries in suits and leather shoes, and well-dressed ladies got out of the cars, nodding and smiling at each other.

The banquet hall was decorated dazzlingly, and even the lights along the quiet path along the lake were all turned on, illuminating the surrounding trees with transparent green bodies, like emeralds.

The stars are surging in the sky, and the bright moonlight flows in the night.Brilliant light, like the reflection of the ocean and clouds, melodious musical instruments and singing in the brightly lit banquet hall.A huge crystal chandelier hangs from the circular ceiling to illuminate the entire banquet hall. The elegant postures of the ladies, gorgeous dance steps, and reserved smiles.The jewel pins on the high-end dresses, the diamond-decorated pendants on the ears, and the crystal lamps on the head complement each other. The waiters are immersed in their work, ignoring the gorgeousness of the audience.

Charles carefully selected the guests, and those who could be invited to this banquet were either rich or noble.

"Charles has spent a lot of thought on his son's birthday party!" Chu Xiao said thoughtfully, looking at the dark blue gift in his hand.

Chu Xiao misunderstood Charles a bit when he said that. The blue gift was personally selected by Jiang Yun. Inside was a custom-made diamond watch, a domestic mobile phone and some exquisitely packaged snacks.

Zheng Yanlang put the cup in his hand on the waiter's tray, and said indifferently: "Charles wants to make a big splash in the domestic market and get a piece of the pie. This is nothing to him."

Chu Xiao nodded, agreeing with his point of view.

The lights in the banquet hall suddenly dimmed, and the spotlight cast a spotlight on the corner of the stage.Charles is wearing a light blue suit that combines Chinese and Western styles. Based on the shape of a Chinese Tang suit, the simple version is very neat and high-end. The embroidery on the back and left chest is even more low-key luxury, which is more reserved and poetic.

This set of clothes is made by a domestic rookie designer. The style is biased towards the national style, and he does not wear high-end clothes, but only wears domestic brands with 10,000+. Such hints are obvious.He is conveying to everyone his determination to take root in the country.

Zheng Yanlang raised his head and took a sip of the red wine. Recently, the stocks of many minority shareholders were acquired by unknown people, and there was no trace of them.I guess it has something to do with Charles.

The music sounded suddenly, and Charles waved his hand to the crowd with a smile, flicked the headset, and sang slowly: "On a windy day, watch the falling flowers with a smile."
This is an old song "Choice", which is usually sung by men and women.

The lights fell on the other side of the stage, wearing a light blue gradient fairy dress, from the same designer as Charles's.The skirt is elegant, with secluded glaze, dyed with the charm of China.Set off the host's elegant temperament, not flattering or vulgar, noble but not extravagant, dignified but not artificial.

The woman sang with a smile: "It's the season of snow dancing, toast to the moon."

Chu Xiao, who was concentrating on watching the stage, suddenly changed his face, and looked at the woman under the light in disbelief.Twist Zheng Yanlang who turned his back and looked out the window.

Zheng Yanlang frowned and turned around, following Chu Xiao's gaze.

Charles and Jiang Yun on the stage had already come together. The man smiled and stretched out his generous palm, and the woman put her white and tender catkins on it with a shy face.The man took advantage of the opportunity to hold it, and the couple looked at each other and smiled, revealing a deep affection, envious of others.

Zheng Yanlang in the crowd looked at the haunted face on the stage in shock. His brain had lost the ability to direct his own actions. He stood there motionless like a log. He didn't recover for a long time, until the people on the stage finish singing.

"Our hearts remain the same. I hope you will love me to the end of the world, to the end of the world. I hope you can accompany me to the end of the world. Even if everything never changes, I will not change my decision. I choose you, you choose Leave me, oh, I will love you to the end of the earth, to the end of the sky, I will accompany you to the dry sea, to the rotten stone, even if I go back to the past, this is still my only decision, I choose you, you choose Me, this is our choice, I chose you, you chose me, this is our choice."

After the two sang, the lights were turned on again. Under the bright lights, the face became more real, it was her, it was her.Zheng Yanlang couldn't hold back the joy in his heart, his heart was beating violently.She's not dead, she's alive.

He squeezed forward, impatient to ask, where did she go this year?At this moment, there is only her in his deep eyes, and everyone around him is illusory.

"Are you crazy?" Chu Xiao was worried that Zheng Yanlang would lose his composure, so he stopped him. Today's occasion is not suitable for reminiscing about the past.

"Let go." Zheng Yanlang wanted to break free from his restraint.

When the two were entangled, the sound of starting a car sounded outside the banquet hall, which was deafening.Several Harley motorcycles rushed in from outside the banquet hall at an extremely fast speed without any tendency to slow down.The people in the banquet hall held their breath and quickly moved out of the way, and the motorcycle stopped in front of the stage.

The leading rider took off his helmet, shook his black short hair, and revealed a sunny and handsome face, which made the cheeks of the unwed ladies at the scene burn.

"Daddy, Mommy." The boy's long legs got off the motorcycle, ran up the stage with a smile on his face, and pecked Jiang Yun's face lightly.

Jiang Yun dote on his slightly messy hair.

Charles looked at his son lovingly, and introduced to everyone: "My son, Jason, today is his 20th birthday, thank you for coming."

On the stage, a family of three is loving and filial, and the husband and wife are loving.Zheng Yanlang in the audience was like falling into an ice cellar, with a stern face and eyes like thousands of knives.He couldn't figure out how Song Yuye, who died in the sea of ​​fire, became Charles' wife?

Something was wrong, everything was very wrong, he clenched his fists, wanting to go forward and ask what happened.

At this time, Jiang Yun was trembling like walking on thin ice. She was not used to crowded places, especially the banquet hall was full of strangers.A group of glamorous, bejeweled noblewomen squeezed in front of him with their unmarried women, surrounding her in the middle.

"Mrs. Li, this is my daughter Linda. She is 20 years old, the same age as your Jason." A woman dressed as a lady enthusiastically pushed her daughter to Jiang Yun and tried her best to sell it.

Jiang Yun nodded and responded with a light smile.

"Mrs. Li, this is Ye Zi, my second daughter. She is 23 years old this year. Although she is a little older than Jason, older girls will hurt you." The old man said it.

"Well, hello." Fine beads of sweat ooze from Jiang Yun's forehead.

Her cheeks were slightly flushed, and her breathing was a little short of breath.

Not to be outdone, another lady squeezed forward, brought a weak and slender girl forward, and said in a rough voice: "Mrs. Li, my husband is Ou Haotian, the chairman of Huitong Industry, and this is my youngest daughter Ou Yu. 17 years old."

Jiang Yun nodded and smiled politely. She is 17 years old, so she is not yet an adult.This is too crazy, doesn't it mean that there are hundreds of female begging in one family?How come it's the other way around.

"Sorry, I'm not feeling well, excuse me first." Jiang Yun escaped from the lady's center with an excuse.

Charles took Jason to entertain a group of business people and had no time to take care of himself.Jiang Yun hid in the corner in front of the window and opened the window, breathing in fresh air.

"Drink some water." A pair of good-looking hands handed over a glass of boiled water.

"Thank you." She reached out to take it, pursed her lips and drank half of the glass, then handed the glass back again.

"Rachel?" The other party called softly, his voice was hoarse and magnetic, and it sounded so pleasant that it made one's ears pregnant.

She raised her head subconsciously, and met the deep and gentle eyes of the other party. She had some impression that it was the young man who chatted with Charles in Zheng's Building last time.

"I'm not Rachel, I'm Jiang Yun." She backed away subconsciously, she was on guard against strangers.

Zheng Yanlang raised his eyebrows, Jiang Yun?Oh, Charles' wife, who is said to have been dead for more than ten years.How could the dead be resurrected? The only explanation was that she was not Jiang Yun, but Song Yuye who looked exactly like him, his Song Yuye.

But she doesn't seem to remember herself, amnesia?Zheng Yanlang wasn't sure if she had amnesia, or if she was trying to deceive herself.

"Rachel, don't you remember me? I'm Yanlang, and we have two lovely children together." Zheng Yanlang tried to recall her memory.

Jiang Yun shook her head, tensed her body, took two steps back, and hid in a corner until there was no way out.Her beautiful eyes looked at the man in front of her vigilantly, and her fair face was filled with fear and uneasiness.

Zheng Yanlang realized that the woman in front of her was wrong, she seemed to be very afraid of herself.Why is she afraid of herself?Even if you want to deceive yourself, you don't need to make such a pitiful gesture.Song Yuye used to be radiant, sexy and arrogant, but now she is like a frightened little white rabbit.

"Rachel, look at me, I'm Zheng Yanlang, you really don't remember me?" He continued to take a step forward, wanting her to see more clearly.

The woman shook her head, pressed her body tightly against the wall, and looked at him in fear. The man said he knew her, but why she didn't have the slightest impression.Too bad my head started to hurt again, my white fingertips were holding my forehead, and my nails were about to penetrate my scalp.

"Rachel, what's wrong with you?" Seeing her pained expression, Zheng Yanlang wanted to step forward to support her.

"Go away."

Before Zheng Yanlang could approach, he was interrupted by a rough male voice.

Jason pushed him away politely, protected Jiang Yun, and coaxed in a low voice: "Mummy, don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

"Jason." Jiang Yun lowered her head and her frail body shivered slightly behind her son.

"Take Madam down, how do you take care of her? Let irrelevant people get close to her." Jason frowned, and sternly reprimanded the two servants who took care of Jiang Yun.

The two servants lowered their heads, not daring to breathe, and took Jiang Yun away, not daring to stay for a while.

Zheng Yanlang wanted to step forward, but was blocked by Jason. The young man was extremely arrogant, and he didn't pay attention to Zheng Yanlang at all, with a warning look on his handsome face.

"Mr. Zheng, right? Please stay away from my mother. She is not in good health and cannot see unclean things." Jason made no secret of his disgust and indifference.

The young man in front of him was domineering and defiant. He was very different from his father, Charles, who was old and stable, like a child who didn't grow up.Zheng Yanlang didn't intend to get entangled with him, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the direction the woman left, and there was no trace of her.

"Compared to your father, you are still young." Zheng Yanlang said lightly, with a smile on his lips, and left calmly.

Jason left behind with a look of resentment.