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Can such a person arrogantly enter the Lin family's family dinner?

You haven't even read a book for a few days, and you still dare to give advice on Mr. Lin's calligraphy works?

It's really shameless to show off everywhere just because you are young and good-looking.

As for the female artist next to Zhan Haiyang, she had the impression that she was also Sheng Yu's artist.

Hmm, I don’t know if she is one of those artists who pesters her husband all day long.

If there is no one to teach, she should come and teach!

Therefore, Mrs. Song naturally adopted the attitude of the principal wife and wanted to teach these little artists who had no sense of propriety.

She has to let them know that this society is not only about looks, but also about status and background!

Zhan Haiyang almost laughed angrily at these two women who felt inexplicably superior to others.

They didn't even know Lin Rong, so they were just talking nonsense here?

"How do you conclude that the master of the Lin family didn't invite me here specially?"

Lin Rong has not had to look at people's faces since she was a child, and she doesn't know how to look at people's faces.

She is not like Zhan Haiyang, who seriously wants to argue with a woman.

The little girl stretched out her hand and tugged on Zhan Haiyang's sleeve, as if turning around to leave.

But at the moment when he turned around, he threw a sentence of contempt at the two people.

"Fifth Senior Brother, don't talk to people with bad breath, otherwise they will ruin your appetite and make you unable to eat a big meal later."

The girl's voice is clear and she has specially practiced her lines.

Every word came to Mrs. Song's ears clearly.

Mrs. Song's cheeks were immediately red with anger.

The woman next to her quickly stepped forward and stretched out her hand to stop the two people who were about to leave.

"You little girl, why do you speak so harshly?"

"Who are you saying has bad breath? You stay here and explain it clearly!"

As soon as Mrs. Song took a breath, she heard the pig teammate repeat the word "bad breath" again.

Her voice was quite loud, which attracted the guests who were seriously reading the calligraphy works to look sideways.

When Mrs. Song met these curious and probing eyes, she felt as if she had been slapped in the face in public.

She stepped on her high heels and took two quick steps towards the two of them.

Suppressing his voice, he scolded: "You, a young artist from Shengyu's 18th tier, dare to talk to me like this. Do you know who my husband is?"

Zhan Haiyang saw that she was so aggressive and was afraid that she would beat someone because she was disrespectful of martial arts.

He stepped forward and blocked most of Lin Rong's body.

As soon as he stood firm, he heard Lin Rong's cold, yet furious voice coming from behind him.

"Why do you ask others who your husband is?"

"Auntie, you have Alzheimer's disease and have forgotten it?"

"Boss Sheng Yu is here. I always talk like this. Why don't I dare to tell you?"

"Make it as if my salary is paid by you."

Mrs. Song felt her heartbeat speed up again, and her chest was so tight that she almost couldn't breathe.

"you!"

This is a provocation, a naked provocation.

"With such bad morals, the image of artist Sheng Yu will be completely destroyed by you."

"You were so outspoken at the Lin family's family dinner, and you still don't know how to smear the company's image outside!"

"How can the company still retain an artist like you?"

She just wanted to put a big hat on Lin Rong and let her know the seriousness of the matter.

At the same time, he also gained a head start and won the recognition of the guests who were gathering around to watch the excitement.

But she didn't expect that as soon as she finished speaking, a sneer came from behind her.

"Whether Xiaorong can stay in Shengyu probably depends on her happiness, right, Mr. Lin?"

Mrs. Song's heart skipped a beat and she felt bad for no reason.

She slowly looked back.

The person who just spoke was the new generation director Guo Wenxing.

And standing next to him was Lin Yuncheng, the next successor of the Lin family.

Lin Yuncheng looked at Mrs. Song with an unkind expression and nodded.

"I don't know where my sister-in-law has offended Madam Song. Why don't I apologize to Madam Song on behalf of my sister-in-law first?"

What, roommate?

Mrs. Song's breathing was stagnant, as if someone had knocked a big drum hard in her ear.

My whole head is buzzing.

There was also a burst of murmurs among the crowd of onlookers.

what?

The little girl who was just accused of smearing the image of Shengyu Company is actually the rumored little princess of the Lin family?

She just didn't like these two young artists and wanted to teach them a lesson, so why did she make such a big mistake?

Lin Yuncheng looked around at everyone's surprised eyes, frowned slightly, and said loudly:

"My roommate has been living abroad since she was a child. She is relatively introverted. If she has no other hobbies, she likes filming. We happen to have a company at home, so our family let her join the industry for fun."

"This is a small matter. I didn't want to disturb everyone, so I didn't say anything special about it."

"Everyone knows it, so there is no need to pay special attention to it. Let her have her own fun."

At this point, he changed the topic and his voice became much colder.

"If you see someone bullying her, just lend a hand and help her."

What a joke!

His little sister, whom he had been reluctant to say harsh words to since childhood, was humiliated in public by an unknown person at his family's banquet.

If he didn't help his sister get it back this time, he would have to go to the ancestral hall and kneel all night without his father's instructions.

Before Lin Yuncheng finished speaking, Director Song had already walked out of the crowd with sweat on his face.

He stretched out one hand and grasped Mrs. Song's wrist tightly.

Mrs. Song only felt a sharp pain coming from her wrist, and then she regained consciousness.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Lin. My wife just recovered from a serious illness some time ago, and she always talks nonsense."

"Originally, I wanted to take her out for some air, but I didn't expect that I bumped into the lady."

"I'll ask someone to send her home to rest!"

Director Song nodded and bowed in apology, and in his heart he wanted to strangle this stupid woman to death.

If she hadn't persisted, he wouldn't have brought her here tonight.

Unexpectedly, he would get into such a big trouble!

Who is a little closer to the Lin family, who has never heard that the Lin family has a little princess who is held in the palm of the whole family?

Such a noble person was humiliated in public by this stupid woman!

The position he finally climbed to might be ruined by this woman's mouth.

When Director Song thought of this, the strength in his hands actually increased a bit.

He tried his best to keep his voice in a normal state, "Why don't you apologize to the lady quickly?"

Mrs. Song's face turned pale.

She endured the heartbreaking pain in her wrist, lowered her head and apologized tremblingly.

The woman wearing a corduroy skirt next to her also had a face as pale as paper.

She was in a panic trying to find her husband in the crowd, and when she looked up, she saw her husband's livid face.

A pair of eyes stared at her as if they wanted to eat someone.

Suddenly his legs became weak. If he hadn't clenched his palms tightly and took a breath, he would have kneeled on the ground.

Zhou Jingyun's eyes swept over Zhan Haiyang who was blocking Lin Rong.

This little idiot is always active in saving people.

Lin Yuncheng had a smile on his face, but his voice was still cold.

"Okay, if you don't feel well, you should go home early and rest. Just accompany my wife back and take good care of her."

After saying that, he turned to the guests around him and hugged his fists.

"The meal is ready, let's chat while eating!"

Why do people like this still stay in the company?

Let's go home and cultivate ourselves together.