Young Master Chu's sweetheart wife

When Chu Muhan was mentioned, Song Qianxi's face changed slightly, "Don't mention him."

Zheng Xueying looked at her suspiciously, and asked uncertainly, "Did you quarrel?"

Song Qianxi wrinkled her face and shook her head.

Zheng Xueying and Song Qianxi have been friends for many years. You can guess what the other person is thinking with just one look and one expression. After confirming the guess, you are not worried.

"Is it a good thing to quarrel?" As soon as the words came out, Song Qianxi realized that he had slipped up and covered his mouth.

In Zheng Xueying's eyes, her behavior was deception.

Zheng Xueying analyzed for her, "If you two are ordinary friends, you will avoid quarrels, and you will hold each other up to maintain your image. Once you get close, your tolerance will decrease, and you will quarrel. Like the two of us, there will be conflicts."

"It's different." Song Qianxi looked up, and saw Zheng Xueying folded her arms, waiting to gossip.

She waved her hand speechlessly, "Forget it, let's not talk about it, I'm going to the engagement banquet."

Zheng Xueying glanced at the time, regretfully said: "You can tell me the process next time, I am very interested!"

Song Qianxi: "..."

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Zheng Xueying drove Song Qianxi to the Dijue Hotel.

The entire Emperor Hotel is surrounded by golden neon lights, shining golden light at night, becoming an iconic building in Ancheng, resplendent and resplendent, even more luxurious and magnificent than Qiu Zhiyu's oolong wedding.

At the entrance of the hotel, there was a photo board with a photo of Song Mianmian and Ji Moyang.

Song Qianxi took a deep breath and walked inside.

The doorman guarding the door stopped Song Qianxi, "Miss, please show the invitation card."

Her heart skipped a beat, and a bad premonition arose spontaneously, "I received a call, but I didn't receive an invitation."

The doorman said in a business-like manner: "Excuse me, miss, you can only enter with an invitation card. If the party forgets to give it to you, you can call the party and ask the party to come out to pick it up."

If he hit him, it would hit Song Mianmian's arms.

While thinking about it, a mean voice came to my ears, "Hey, isn't this Miss Song's family, why was she stopped at the door?"

The sound was not small, which attracted the attention of many people around.

They all looked at Song Qianxi and began to discuss.

"Is Song Qianxi, the eldest lady of the Song family? Has she got into trouble with the Song family? Why doesn't she even have an invitation card?"

"I don't know. My sister is engaged. It's embarrassing for my sister to be stopped outside the hotel."

Song Qianxi never cared about the evaluation of insignificant people.

She looked around and saw Xia Kening wearing a black dress and exaggerated smoky makeup. She was the daughter of her uncle's family, Xia Qing's niece, she and Song Mianmian's cousin.

Xia Kening and Song Mianmian have shared the same hatred against her since she was a child.

This time, she was [-]% sure that Xia Kening and Song Mianmian planned it together.

To embarrass her.

She firmly believes that this is just the beginning, and every next step must be cautious.

Song Qianxi pursed her lips, thinking of a strategy, a bright light flashed in her eyes, "Forget it, since you didn't invite me sincerely, I don't want to be boring, go home and watch the show!"

Make a gesture, and she's leaving.

Xia Kening looked confused, why was it different from what she thought.

"Hey... Song Qianxi, stop!"

"If you tell me to stop, then stop, wouldn't I be too shameless?"

Song Qianxi spoke eloquently, and quickened her pace again.

Xia Kening was so angry that her face turned green, she stepped on her high heels and caught up with her, blocking her way——