I will die early and cannon fodder. I will enjoy great blessings after marrying a sick man.

The banquet was held in the host's villa.

Two people were arranged at the door to check the invitations, but Song Manman didn't need them because Song Ming and Ling Zheng were both well-known figures in the school. As soon as they arrived, they were stopped by their classmates and allowed in directly by scanning their faces.

"Brother Ming, Brother Zheng, you are finally here."

Song Ming and Ling Zheng were surrounded by their classmates and left. Song Manman glanced at Song Yi next to her and said, "Xiao Yi, you should go play too!"

No matter how close Song Yi was to her, they were still ten years apart in age and did not have many common topics. In addition, since she was his elder, Song Yi could not help feeling uncomfortable.

In addition, Song Manman also wanted Song Yi to make more friends, so she let him move freely.

After Song Yi left, Shen Yanqing put his arm around Song Manman's waist and said softly, "Let's go over there and rest for a while. I guess we'll have a lot of socializing later."

"Ok!"

Song Manman nodded slightly, and followed Shen Yanqing to the sofa in the corner to sit down and rest, enjoying this moment of tranquility.

But the quiet moments are always short-lived, and soon there was a bustling noise coming from the other end.

The ones leading the group were his two outstanding nephews who stood out in the crowd.

There was a little girl following closely beside Song Ming.

The little girl seemed a little nervous, her whole body tense.

Probably seeing Song Manman, Song Ming and Ling Zheng strode towards her.

"Little aunt, little uncle."

Song Manman nodded slightly.

"Well! Just go and have fun. You don't have to come and say hello to me and your aunt when you see me."

After saying this, Shen Yanqing couldn't help but think to himself that it was so hard for him and his wife to have some time alone together, and yet they had to be disturbed by these two brats.

After Song Ming, Ling Zheng, Song Manman and Shen Yanqing greeted each other, the children behind them were also eager to try.

A nicely dressed little girl jumped out, smiled at Song Manman and said hello, "Aunt Song, long time no see."

Song Manman looked at her suspiciously, choked and asked, "Who are you?"

Seeing that Song Manman didn't remember her, the little girl showed a trace of embarrassment on her face. She moved her lips twice and explained, "Wang Hongda, the boss of Hongtian Company, is my father."

"Oh!"

Song Manman responded calmly, with no emotion on her face. Forgive her, she really couldn't remember which company Hongtian Company was.

But the little girl obviously didn't think so. After hearing Song Manman's response, she raised her chin proudly and said proudly: "Our Hongtian and Manqing companies have a huge cooperation worth hundreds of thousands!"

As he spoke, he proudly raised his eyebrows at the girl next to Song Ming, as if to provoke her, "Unlike some people, whose families have a hard time even coming up with a few dozen dollars, let alone hundreds of thousands!"

Hearing this, Song Manman twitched the corners of her mouth imperceptibly, and was speechless.

What kind of bloody plot did she encounter...

The little girl next to Song Ming bit her lip and wanted to say something, but after looking at Song Ming, she closed her mouth and said nothing.

Song Ming raised his hand and protected the little girl behind him, and said coldly: "Wang Lele, you'd better be more respectful when you speak."

When Song Ming finished speaking, Song Manman's eyes suddenly lit up. She looked up and down at the girl next to Song Ming for several times. Song Manman was puzzled as she did not see the dream of midsummer in the girl.