The president's pet daughter

Three days later.

Ling Zhaozhao wore an exquisite bun today, wearing a pearl headdress on her head, a little powder to outline the picturesque eyebrows and eyes, and wearing a wine red tube top dress, showing off her tall and hot figure A bird's eye view.

She took Song Mingzhe's arm and got out of the Rolls Royce slowly.

Song Mingzhe also attended today in formal attire, with a bit of coldness between his brows and eyes. Standing together, the two of them are undoubtedly the focus of the audience.

At this time, the banquet has not yet started, and everyone is exchanging greetings. Seeing Song Mingzhe and Ling Zhaozhao approaching arm in arm, they couldn't help but focus on them.

During this period of time, there were not no banquets in the wealthy family, but Song Mingzhe and Ling Zhaozhao rarely attended these banquets.

Coupled with the reputation of Song Mingzhe and Ling Zhaozhao's century wedding, it inevitably made them more eye-catching.

Many people's eyes fell on the radiant Ling Zhaozhao, and the expressions in their eyes were extremely complicated.

After all, with the Song family's wealth, even if they were to marry, at worst they would have to marry a family with similar strength to the Shen family.

Unexpectedly, a Ling family appeared out of thin air.

And this woman actually married into the Song family smoothly.

Such a beautiful and legendary woman always caused a lot of gossip.

Before that, Ling Zhaozhao had also heard a lot of rumors about her getting pregnant out of wedlock and using this to coerce the Song family to let her in.

It's just that she didn't take it seriously, no matter what those people said, it was a fact that she married into the Song family.

"Mingzhe, Zhaozhao, you are here."

With a smile on his face, Shen Zhihe took Zhou Qing's hand and walked in front of them.

Chi Jiaxu invited many people this time, from all walks of life, so the Shen family was also invited.

"Aren't your parents coming?"

Zhou Qing glanced behind them curiously.

I thought Song Jianguo and Shen Qiyu would also attend such a scene.

"They should go out to relax during this time."

Song Mingzhe pursed his lips.

It was his idea to let Song Jianguo and Shen Qiyu go out for a walk.

Firstly, it would allow Song Jianguo and Shen Qiyu to increase their relationship, and secondly, it would distract Song Jianguo's attention.

If he wants to deal with the Wang family, if he wants to avoid trouble, he has to do that.

"It's okay if you don't come, so as not to see the arrogant face of the Chi family, even I don't like it."

Shen Zhihe spoke straightforwardly, without caring about the occasion.

Hearing Shen Zhihe's words, Zhou Qing couldn't help tugging at his sleeves.

"Be quiet."

"What's the matter? Don't let people talk about it. The Chi family has a big feast in the Song family's territory. Everyone knows what's on their minds, so why give them face."

Shen Zhihe said angrily.

Although he looked down on Song Jianguo, for the sake of his sister and nephew, he had to sneer at Chi Jiaxu's behavior.

Chi Jiaxu's behavior of wooing people is undoubtedly a slap in the face of the Song family.

"It seems that Uncle Shen has a big opinion on me."

Chi Jiaxu's faint voice came from behind Shen Zhihe, and many people turned their attention to this side.

Ling Zhaozhao took Song Mingzhe's hand and met the rumored head of the Chi family for the first time.

To be honest, Chi Jiaxu's face was indeed a bit scary when he saw it for the first time.

I don't know why he doesn't wear a mask.

Bai Mengyue pushed Chi Jiaxu's wheelchair, and took a meaningful look at Song Mingzhe and Ling Zhaozhao.

Hearing Chi Jiaxu's voice, Shen Zhihe turned his head to look, and couldn't help but beard and stare.

"Who do you call uncle? Why are you still kissing at will?"

When Chi Jiaxu heard Shen Zhihe's words, he didn't react too much, but smiled.

It's just that when he smiled like this, the burned half of his face looked even more frightening.

"Many years ago, my father had a relationship with Uncle Shen. I followed my father, and Uncle Shen praised me for being cute."

Sitting in a wheelchair, Chi Jiaxu began to recall the past.

Shen Zhihe couldn't think of such a thing at all, but thinking that it was at someone else's banquet, he couldn't say anything unfavorable, so he curled his lips to express his disapproval.

What's more, how could Chi Jiaxu's face be considered cute? !

Chi Jiaxu's cold eyes swept over everyone, and finally fell on Ling Zhaozhao.

"This is Mrs. Song, right? It seems to be the first time I've seen her, and she's as beautiful as the rumors say."

Chi Jiaxu stretched out his hand, his eyes gleaming with a gloomy light.

Ling Zhaozhao only felt that Chi Jiaxu's eyes made her a little uncomfortable, and couldn't help but tighten Song Mingzhe's hand.

Intuition told her that Chi Jiaxu's gaze at her was really not pure.

"Thank you for my wife."

Song Mingzhe stretched out his hand, gave Chi Jiaxu a perfunctory shake, and then took out the handkerchief he carried with him to wipe his hands.

This action is self-evident, and it is to dislike Chi's praise.

Song Mingzhe's actions undoubtedly told the people around him that the Song family and the Chi family were not dealing with each other, which inevitably made the people around them start whispering.

When Chi Jiaxu saw Song Mingzhe's small movements, a look of unnaturalness flashed across his face, but he quickly adjusted his emotions.

"Since almost everyone has arrived, let's start the banquet."

Chi Jiaxu clapped his hands, and the surrounding servants led the guests to the restaurant one after another.

There are at least a hundred people coming to the banquet today, so there are two long tables in the restaurant.

Some people also brought children to the banquet, and the children and women were arranged on another long table.

Ling Zhaozhao took a look at the general layout, and was about to follow the crowd to another long table, but was stopped by Song Mingzhe.

"Don't go."

Song Mingzhe glanced at the long table over there, and said in a low voice.

The seats of the banquet were arranged according to the strength and status of the guests attending the banquet, and the Chi family and the Song family were undoubtedly arranged in the main seats.

Although they are sitting side by side, they seem to contain turbulent waves.

Seeing that the people here had almost sat down, Chi Jiaxu couldn't help chuckling when he saw that Song Mingzhe was still refusing to take his seat.

"Mr. Song, everyone is waiting for you to start the banquet, so don't hold your wife in your arms."

As soon as Chi Jiaxu said something that was pretending to be humorous, the surroundings couldn't help laughing.

Some people are envious of the good relationship between Song Mingzhe and Ling Zhaozhao.

Before Ling Zhaozhao could react, Song Mingzhe pulled him to that side.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Song Mingzhe pressed her to the main seat, and he didn't forget to ask the servant to add an extra chair.

Song Mingzhe's actions inevitably surprised everyone.

The people sitting here are all the principals of the family, making Ling Zhaozhao seem particularly abrupt.

"Sorry, without my wife, I don't eat well."

Song Mingzhe smiled politely, feeling like he didn't care about other people's lives.

"And in our family, it's usually my wife who decides."

As soon as Song Mingzhe finished speaking, Ling Zhaozhao suddenly felt more gazes on him.