Song Shengsheng saw the Jiang Yuan family again at Song Ming and Wen Jing's wedding in mid-October.

Originally, Song Ming did not plan to invite Jiang Yuan and others to attend his wedding, but Wang Jing and Song Qing said that Jiang Yuan was Jiang Yiyu's father after all, and not inviting them might lose Jiang Yiyu's face.

Song Ming thought about it and felt that it made sense. He asked Jiang Yiyu for his opinion. Jiang Yiyu smiled and said, "It's your wedding. You can invite whoever you want. Why are you asking me? It's not like we're getting married."

Song Ming also found it funny.

On the wedding day, under Wang Jing's arrangement, the Jiang Yuan family sat in the corner of the banquet hall. The rest of the people sitting at a round table were marginal guests who had nothing to do with the Song family.

While Song Shengsheng was busy entertaining guests with Wang Jing and the others, she noticed Jiang Yuan and Zhao Rong, both of whom had sullen faces. She quietly asked Wang Jing, "Mom, isn't this a bad arrangement? Besides friends and family, there are also quite a few media professionals and public figures here today. If Zhao Rong and the others start making a scene, it would be a huge loss of face."

Wang Jing patted her hands and said, "Don't worry, they won't make a fuss."

"Just in case..."

Wang Jing smiled and said, "Haven't you heard that your Uncle Jiang has been trying to suppress his stupid behavior in Nancheng recently? He's really hoping that no one will notice him. If this gets out of hand and everyone here sees the fun, his stupid behavior will spread even further. The more people know, the harder it will be for him to suppress it. Nancheng has no intention of letting him go in the first place, and his situation and the level of face he needs won't allow him to make a scene."

"What about Zhao Rong? She's a reckless person."

"I think you've been busy these past two days. With Jiang Yuan around, do you think Zhao Rong dares to speak out?"

Song Shengsheng still looked at it twice more out of concern.

Before the wedding ceremony was about to begin, Song Shengsheng sat back next to Jiang Yiyu. Jin Beisheng and his rumored wife were also there. Song Shengsheng looked at Miss Lin carefully and came to the conclusion that Jin Beisheng was not worthy of her. There was no reason, it was just a feeling.

Miss Lin noticed Song Shengsheng's gaze, looked at her, and gave her a friendly and appropriate smile.

Song Shengsheng nodded in response.

Jiang Yiyu poured her a glass of water and said with a smile, "If we hadn't gotten married before Song Ming, I'd probably still be the best man and bridesmaid today!"

"Forget it, even if we weren't married, my brother wouldn't let you be his best man. He's afraid you'd steal his limelight. Just like this time, Brother Li Xu asked him to be his best man, but he refused to do it. After searching around, he couldn't find any better groomsmen than him. Finally, Sister Wen Jing had no choice but to ask a few young artists from your studio to fill in the gaps."

Song Shengsheng took a sip of water and pointed at the groomsmen waiting in the wings. "Look at the result. He might as well have let Brother Li Xu and the others take over. These little stars may look a little thin, but they are so handsome and young! I really don't know what he was thinking."

"You think they're handsome?" Jiang Yiyu frowned. Song Shengsheng glared at him: "I'm warning you, don't cause trouble!"

Just this one sentence immediately dispelled Jiang Yiyu's jealousy.

Song Shengsheng was about to say something to him, but she saw Miss Lin, who was sitting across from her, couldn't help laughing. The two looked at each other for a moment, and Miss Lin actually stood up and walked around the table, coming over to discuss with Jiang Yiyu, "Mr. Jiang, can I switch seats with you?"

Jiang Yiyu was stunned for a moment, then looked at the sad-looking Jin Beisheng. He smiled awkwardly, "This... isn't good, is it?"

Miss Lin noticed the eye contact between him and Jin Beisheng, turned to look at Jin Beisheng and asked, "Brother Beisheng, can I switch seats with Mr. Jiang?"

When Jin Beisheng heard her calling him, his eyes lit up immediately. He stumbled and said, "Yes, as long as you are happy." Then he looked at Jiang Yiyu with a wry smile and said, "Do me a favor."

Jiang Yiyu sighed and said, "Another henpecked husband!" He stood up and patted Song Shengsheng's shoulder: "My dear, stay with Miss Lin. We still need help."

Song Shengsheng added, "It's you who needs help, so don't take me with you."

"Are we going our separate ways now?" Jiang Yiyu said jokingly, but unexpectedly, Miss Lin laughed again.

Song Shengsheng also found it interesting.

Miss Lin sat down next to her and extended her hand: "Hello, my name is Lin Qingqian."

Song Shengsheng held her fingertips in return: "Song Shengsheng."

Releasing her hand, Lin Qingqian leaned towards her: "I was just sitting over there, and I found your conversation with Mr. Jiang very interesting. I want to make friends with you. It may be a bit rash, please forgive me."

"It's okay. I like people who are straightforward."

"What a coincidence! Me too." Lin Qingqian grabbed a handful of melon seeds and gave her half. She peeled them in a familiar manner while looking around. She whispered to her, "These melon seeds are so fragrant, but they don't eat them. What a waste."

Song Shengsheng knocked two of them off, and seeing how enthusiastically she was peeling them, he asked, puzzled, "Why are you peeling them with your hands?"

"Because I just had my teeth fixed at the beginning of the year. It was quite expensive and it was really painful. I don't want to go through the pain again."

Song Shengsheng was also amused by her honest look and started peeling melon seeds with his hands.

The two smiled at each other. Because Lin Qingqian was very outgoing, Song Shengsheng got along very well with her. They also agreed that next time they had the chance, Song Shengsheng would take her to the boxing gym to practice boxing.

Jiang Yiyu and Jin Beisheng sat aside and watched them. Especially when Jin Beisheng saw Lin Qingqian smiling brightly after hearing a few words that Song Shengsheng whispered to her casually, Jiang Yiyu obviously felt that he was envious.

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