Pretending to be good

"Unlucky?" Xici thought for a while, and probably understood what Song Xiao meant, "Someone wants to punish me?"

"Scared?"

Xi Ci tightened his hand holding the drink, and smiled casually and nonchalantly: "What am I afraid of? At your family's banquet, are you not the ones who are ashamed?"

The people who come to the banquet are all famous people, no matter what happens, it will not look good.

The guests in the hall came and went, Song Yao smiled and greeted everyone, whether it was a business upstart or a shy rich lady, he treated people with great grace.

"You are the eldest son of the Song family, why don't you greet the guests?"

Song Xiao followed Xi Ci's gaze to Song Yao, seeing that Song Yao's demeanor was praised by the guests, Song Xiao didn't care.

"My name is Song Xiao, brave and good at fighting. Song Yao's Yao is the name of an ancient emperor in legend. You see, from the moment I was born, I was destined to fight for Song Yao. He will inherit the throne of our Song family." Man, why should I fight with him?"

Xi Ci laughed, "What nonsense?"

"This is not a fallacy. It is called a man who knows the current affairs. If I don't fight with him or rob him, I will live a better life."

"Aren't you brothers? If you don't fight or grab, you will be able to live well?"

"You don't understand," Song Xiao looked at Xi Ci meaningfully, and said, "Song Yao doesn't like to share, he likes to monopolize."

Xici lowered his head, raised his head, and drank the juice in the glass.

He understands!

How could he not understand.

"So, little Xixi, keep your eyes bright in the future, and don't meet someone who treats you well and be grateful like a fool."

Xici gave him a blank look.

It's half a catty, and I still have the face to say it.

Song Xiao laughed softly: "Be careful, don't be eaten by him to the bone."

In fact, Song Xiao had reminded him in his previous life, but Song Xiao was a bohemian son who took pleasure in bullying him, so Xi Ci never took Song Xiao's words to heart.

Xi Ci was dizzy, and his eyelids became heavier and heavier.

Song Xiao noticed Xi Ci's drowsy appearance, and tapped on the table with his bony fingers, "Sleepy?"

Xici nodded bit by bit, slurring a single word, "En."

"Go! I'll take you to the bathroom to wash your face." Song Xiao stood up and helped him up.

"Song Xiao, let it go..." Before Xi Ci finished speaking, Song Xiao blocked his mouth with his hand.

A pungent smell came, and Xici's mind suddenly became clear, without any sleepiness.

In the bathroom, Xici stood in front of the sink and poured cold water on his face, the drowsy drowsiness finally disappeared.

Song Xiao stood behind him leaning against the wall, with a half-smile, "Do you know that I saved you today, what would you do if you didn't have me tonight?"

Xici vaguely guessed that Song Xiao was helping him, so he turned around and said, "Thank you."

"Thank you is not enough to just say it."

Drops of water that hadn't been wiped off the cheeks, slipped from the chin to the collar of the shirt, and soon, the position below the collar of the shirt was wet.

Song Xiao's eyes were dim, and he approached him, pushing him against the sink, smiling flamboyantly and presumptuously, "I want to promise you with your body, little Xixi."

Xi Ci glared at him angrily, his clear and moist eyes seemed to be rippling, and his vicious appearance was simply exciting.

With this stare, Song Xiao smiled even more, "You want to seduce me again?"

Xi Ci grabbed the collar of his shirt and said viciously: "I don't like your stuff!"

With a pull, Song Xiao clung to Xi Ci's body.

Song Xiao blew at him, "Would you like to try it on your birthday?"

Xici gritted his teeth.

Bastard bastard!

After speaking, the bathroom door was pushed open.

When the visitor saw Xici and Song Xiao, he was stunned for a moment, and then he backed out with a smile, "Go on, go on."

He closed the door graciously.

Xici hated him so much that he pushed him away and left the bathroom angrily.

Song Xiao stood where he was, and laughed softly.

Someone came in, "Brother Xiao, why did you let that kid run away?"

"What's the rush?" Song Xiao looked at himself in the mirror, "What do you think, I am better than my younger brother Song Yao?"

"Of course it's Brother Xiao, you are more handsome, unrestrained and romantic..."

"I'm asking about the ability to do things."

The man was dumbfounded, "What?"

Song Xiao looked at himself in the mirror, and said to himself: "The general can still rebel, but I can't?"

In the changing room of the hotel, an arrogant girl followed behind an angry girl, the door closed, and the angry girl smashed the makeup box on the makeup table to the ground.

The girl persuaded: "Zhao Ning, don't be angry, change your clothes first."

Zhao Ning couldn't swallow this breath, and said bitterly: "I will get back this debt one day!"

There was a knock on the door, and the arrogant girl gave Zhao Ning a look. After Zhao Ning calmed down, the girl opened the door.

Song Yao stood outside the door.

"Ah Song, Song Yao."

Song Yao stood outside the door and said with a gentle smile, "I saw something unpleasant happen to you in the lobby just now, what's the matter?"

Song Yao's smile is very gentle, and it is an affinity that can make everyone feel good.

Zhao Ning gave the other girl a wink, and the girl smiled and said, "I still have something to do, I'm leaving first."

After speaking, he blinked at Zhao Ning.

Song Yao didn't seem to notice, and walked into the changing room on his own, looking at the stains on Zhao Ning's skirt, "Do you need me to help you pick out a dress?"

Zhao Ning looked at him in disbelief, cheering from the bottom of his heart, but he had to ask reservedly: "Can, is it possible?"

Song Yao turned around and picked out a skirt for him, "What color do you like?"

"It's all right, as long as you like it." Zhao Ning lowered her head, her face flushed. At this moment, she almost wanted to thank Xici. If it wasn't for Xici, how could she get what Song Yao gave her? Opportunity to pick a dress.

When Song Yao turned around to choose a skirt, Zhao Ning felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and his vision was getting blurred, and finally he was fixed on Song Yao's temperatureless eyes.

In the banquet hall at this moment, Song Chengzhou stood on the stage, with gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, he was very gentle and polite, and he laughed loudly to everyone present: "Today is my Song Chengzhou's birthday, thank you for coming to participate, I would like to borrow this opportunity, to announce something to everyone,"

He looked at Jiang Chenhe and Yuan Jiao who were closely dependent on each other, "I, the Song Group, have established a strategic partnership with the overseas Huo Group."

What Song Chengzhou said, the people present whispered, each with their own ulterior motives.

Just as everyone smiled and said congratulations, the door of the hall opened.

A man in a suit and leather shoes strode in from the outside, resolutely and swiftly, with a rustling stride, showing cleanliness.

Everyone present knew this person.

Since the fall of the Huo family six or seven years ago and forced them to go abroad, it is said that one of the four major families in Haibin is missing.

The Gu family who moved from another city took over the Huo family's position with lightning speed. After a few years, they already had an advantage over the other three families.

And the one who came today was the head of the Gu family, Gu Nanchen.

From the perspective of those present, Gu Nanchen, who was in his early thirties, acted vigorously, had a unique vision for handling affairs, and was in charge of the Gu family in one hand, so he was already very young.

"I heard that today is Mr. Song's birthday. Nanchen came here uninvited. Please forgive me." Gu Nanchen handed the exquisite gift box to Song Chengzhou.

Don't reach out to hit the smiling person, let alone come with a gift sincerely.

"I thought Mr. Gu was busy, so he didn't bother..."

"Mr. Song is being polite, just call me Nanchen. Although Nanchen is busy with work, he still has time to attend Mr. Song's birthday party."

After finishing speaking, Gu Nanchen walked up to Yuan Jiao under the eyes of everyone, "Hello, Miss Yuan."

The posture is very low, with respect, "Mr. Gu asked me to bring you a gift."

He handed a small box to Yuan Jiao.

Yuan Jiao looked at the delicate and expensive gift box coldly, but did not accept it, and his attitude was not very earnest, even a little cold.

"Sorry, you should call me Madam Jiang."

On this occasion, she is Jiang Chenhe's wife, and it is not appropriate to accept a gift from a stranger as Mrs. Jiang.

Gu Nanchen smiled slightly, without saying a word, looked around, and asked, "Where is Master Xici?"

Yuan Jiao was taken aback for a moment, frowning.

What about Xici?

"Mom! I'm here!" Xici walked from outside the crowd to Yuan Jiao's side.

Gu Nanchen took a small gift from the person behind him, which looked only as big as a palm, and handed it to Xi Ci, "This is a gift that Mr. Gu asked me to give you."

Looking at the gift, Xi Ci was a little moved and wanted to accept it, but because of Yuan Jiao's attitude, he refused to accept it for a long time.

Jiang Chenhe also laughed on the side, "I don't know who you are referring to by 'Mr. Gu'?"

Gu Nanchen said with a smile: "I'm just Mr. Gu's agent. It's inconvenient for Mr. Gu to come out now, so he entrusted me to come, but Mr. Jiang doesn't need to think too much. A long time ago, Mr. Gu was taken care of by Ms. Yuan, so this Pay back."

"Take care?" Jiang Chenhe was very generous, "Since it's this gift, then I will accept it for Jiaojiao and Xici."

After the gift was sent out, Gu Nanchen seemed to have completed the final task, "It's not early tonight, the company still has something to do, so I'll take my leave first, Mr. Song, goodbye."

Song Chengzhou asked Song Yao to send the person to the door, and turned to look at the gift from Gu Nanchen.

It is a contract for a cooperative project.

What a great handwriting!

Xici also weighed the gift in his hand, and opened it impatiently.

It is a finely crafted watch.

It looks like a lot of money.

In addition, there is a piece of paper at the bottom of the box.

The writing on it is vigorous and powerful.

Happy birthday to you in advance, son.