I who pretended to be a bully have feline sequelae

Song Qiulin put down his phone, picked up the guest list at the table, checked it carefully, and soon found a familiar name somewhere.

Song Qiulin: Sis, do you know the girl surnamed Wen after Uncle Jiang's name in the third row?

Song Zhou: His daughter.

Song Qiulin: I remember that Uncle Jiang only had one son

Song Zhou: Mom told you more than half a month ago that he remarried.

She had some impression of the news of Jiang Jiacheng's remarriage, but she didn't know that his remarried partner had two children.

If it's a boy, it's not uncommon to bring them into the circle, especially since both of them are girls, Jiang Jiacheng is dedicated to building bridges and paving the way for them as his own baby.

It is quite in line with the legendary infatuated character.

I don't know if Song Zhou sent another message without waiting for Song Qiulin's reply.

Song Zhou: You have done your homework, so don't make any mistakes at the banquet.

His fingers tapped unconsciously on the table, and Song Qiulin raised his eyebrows unexpectedly when he saw the line of words.

Such a kind reminder, could it have come from the mouth of that beastly woman?

and many more.

His gaze moved to the right and landed next to Wen Yu's name.

Wen Ziyang?

On the day of the dinner, Wen Yu asked for leave in the live broadcast room one day in advance.

"I can't live broadcast tomorrow night because I have something to do, so I'll ask you for a vacation first."

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[Me, me, me!I want to ask Boss Qiu if he has specified a bedtime story!Looking forward to it! 】

【Reminded!Boss Qiu! 】

[Didn't Boss Qiu ask for Ruan Ruan Hei History in the fan group before!like or not!Love it or not!Do you want to listen again! 】

[Didn't that Ruan Ruan said a long time ago that he would not read it again? 】

[But that's Boss Qiu!Boss Qiu's request can't be the same, right? 】

[Our Boss Wuyu Wuqiu made a request for the first time, and Ruanruan will definitely satisfy it! 】

Wen Yu: ...

Never underestimate the memory ability of netizens.

"If you don't mention it, I'll forget it myself. Qiu hasn't told me yet. Ask me next time."

She didn't know that the legendary Boss Qiu, who had no desires and desires, was still trapped in the shadow of being cheated out of [-] by cyber scammers because of his dirty desires, and he probably couldn't let go of it for a long time.

A life stain, absolutely.

Because Wen Yu was going to such an occasion for the first time, Wen Ziyang did her homework in advance.

"If someone strikes up a conversation with you, if you don't know how to answer, just smile, if you praise you, then accept it generously, and be confident."

"After the opening time, you don't have to stay in the lobby, you can go out to get some air, but don't secretly go home early behind our backs, and you have to say hello to Aunt Han and Uncle Song before you leave."

Wen Yu slumped on the seat, and raised the suspenders of the gown, "I'm so strangled, can't I be released sooner?"

"Be obedient, don't waste Uncle Jiang's kindness."

"Oh..." Wen Yu still listened to Wen Ziyang's words.

Of course she knew how much the Jiang family had sacrificed and worked hard to become the three women, so she never complained in front of him.

Even if she imagined in her heart that she would be stared at by countless pairs of eyes when studying ancient creatures, the feeling of suffocation almost crushed her heart.

"Good boy." Wen Ziyang smoothed her hair with his hands, "Bring the medicine."

"Bring it."

Bringing medicine is one thing, Wen Yu felt from the bottom of his heart that he was strong enough to handle this banquet.

Build your heart countless times, put on the cute smile that can win the favor of the elders on your face, straighten your back, stretch your neck, imagine yourself as a noble swan, put your hands in Wen Ziyang's arms, hold Let her in.

……

Usually on such occasions, the family would not force Song Qiulin to attend, but this time her mother, Mrs. Han, required her to be present no matter what.

"Uncle Jiang's youngest daughter goes to the same school as yours. Let me introduce you to each other, and we will have a good relationship at school in the future."

"I heard that you won the first prize in the mathematics competition in your previous school. You are not in the competition class. The two of you must have something in common."

"Don't worry about the little girl being a bad person. I've seen pictures of the little girl. She is beautiful and docile. Everyone who has seen her praises her for being sensible and able to talk."

"You should also follow your sister's example. Don't pretend to be a stone Buddha with a stern face all day long. Be kind to others when the time comes, you know?"

Song Qiulin was playing with the cat in his hands, he listened to her mother's "teachings" from time to time, and responded casually.

"Oh, I see."

Han Lan looked at her suspiciously, "So obedient this time? It's not like you."

Song Qiulin couldn't help laughing, and looked up at her, "Then what should I do?"

"No, that's what you should do. Remember your words and entertain the little girl for us later. It's easier to communicate with you when you are about the same age."

"En." Song Qiulin responded, carelessly hooking the cat's tail with his fingers, and the long object of fried fur immediately climbed up the pole and wrapped around her arm, "Ruan Ruan, I'll take you to see my sister later, okay? "

"Meow meow meow!"

"So excited?"

"Meow!"

"Yes, me too."

As the host, the family of four waited in the hall early.

Jiang Jiacheng's family also came quite early, probably because Wen Yu would not like the feeling of being stared at by everyone when entering the finale.

Han Lanxin saw the eyes of the handsome men and women coming hand in hand, and immediately walked up to say hello with a smile.

Holding a cup, Song Qiulin leaned on the side of the long table in a relaxed posture, with her long hair falling down her shoulders. She tilted her head and observed the pretending girl with a playful smile on the corner of her mouth.

The familiar face, the strange and well-behaved smile, and the soft voice made by pressing her throat, but it tickled her heart.

Thinking of how her mother praised the youngest daughter of the Jiang family, she couldn't help laughing.

It was rare for Song Zhou not to get together with that group of business partners. He toasted a few cups and leaned on Song Qiulin's side with his arms around his chest.

"What are you looking at?"

"Look at people."

"looks good."

looks good?

Good-looking, can even be described as stunning.

Wen Yu's face was not bad in the first place, but today she has been dressed so carefully, her makeup perfectly outlines her distinctive cat eyes, her small face always has a sweet and flexible smile, she looks better than the thorny look in school Much more pleasing to the eye.

Song Qiulin raised his eyebrows, and looked back at his own sister, "Since when did you become interested in my opinion and evaluation?"