Song Jihuai looked at Cheng Xuaner coldly, "What's the matter?"
Cheng Xuan'er's heart skipped a beat when she was looked at like that.
Song Jihuai is really scary.
She calmed herself down and said, "Brother Ji Huai, you still remember the secret code we used when we were little. That means you still remember what happened before, right?"
She took a step forward, her eyes brightening a little.
"Brother Ji Huai, you may not know that I have liked you since I was a child, and I have always liked following you. Back then, everyone laughed at me, but I was still willing to follow you."
"Brother Ji Huai..."
Cheng Xuan'er wanted to say more, but Song Jihuai interrupted her with a raised hand, "What do you want to do?"
Song Jihuai looked at Cheng Xuaner with burning eyes.
Although there seems to be nothing suspicious about Mr. Song’s case at the moment, Song Jihuai just feels that something is wrong.
There is a problem.
Cheng Xuaner blinked and looked at Song Jihuai with an innocent face, "Brother Jihuai, I don't know what you are talking about."
Song Jihuai's expression remained solemn, without the slightest hint of joking. "Whatever you want to do, it's best to know when to stop."
After saying that, Song Jihuai slammed the door shut.
Cheng Xuan'er stood at the door.
Looking at the closed door, the expression on his face was extremely ugly.
Song Jihuai.
What a great Song Jihuai.
She remembered it.
Song Jihuai didn't take it to heart at all, and wouldn't care even if he knew.
The next day.
The invitations to the Song family's banquet were sent out one after another this week. Now the whole city of Rongcheng knows that the old man of the Song family is going to adopt a goddaughter.
Moreover, this goddaughter is not someone else, but the daughter of the Cheng family.
Cheng Xuaner.
Before the Song family's old house was settled in Cuiping Mountain, the two families were considered neighbors.
Although not many people know the name Cheng Xuan'er, the Cheng family is not an unknown family.
Early in the morning.
Celebrities from Chengdu came one after another, and those who wanted to leave a good impression on Mr. Song or Song Jihuai and others came early.
When Su Wanyu woke up, the Song family was already bustling with activity.
As the next head of the Song family, Song Jihuai had a lot to do, and was called away by housekeeper Xia early in the morning. However, he did not forget the little girl, and instructed the servants to serve breakfast as soon as the young lady woke up.
And inform him.
So just as Su Wanyu finished washing up, Song Jihuai came up from the hall.
When Su Wanyu saw her husband, she was pleasantly surprised, but also a little worried when she asked, "Husband, shouldn't you be busy now?"
"Nothing serious."
Song Jihuai downplayed it.
Although he needs to show up, there are only a few people in Chengdu who are worthy of his personal reception, so he is not very busy.
Besides, compared to the little girl, it really didn't matter.
Su Wanyu glanced at her husband coquettishly, but her eyes were full of smiles, "Husband, have you had breakfast? Let's eat together."
Early in the morning.
Cheng Xuan'er was woken up by the servant.
Afterwards, the servants brought in a clothesline full of various dresses, and Cheng Xuaner was given the choice. She would wear whichever one she liked.
Cheng Xuan'er was still very satisfied with this.
She felt the old man's attention and finally chose a white dress with layers of lace and embellished with round pearls of uniform size.
The lace is made of outlines and it sparkles under the light, which is magnificent. When you wear this dress, it seems as if your whole body is glowing.
The servant looked at it and couldn't help but praise Cheng Xuan'er's good taste, "This set of clothes is so beautiful, young lady!"
The servant exclaimed in admiration.
Cheng Xuaner looked at the beauty in the mirror and was very satisfied. But she still said modestly: "It's the clothes that look good."
As he was speaking, there was a knock on the door.
The servant opened the door and a voice came in from outside, "Miss, Butler Xia said you can go down now."
That must mean that most of the guests have arrived.
"good."
Cheng Xuan'er agreed immediately, her voice soft and gentle.
downstairs.
Although Song Minyuan and Lin Yuan did not come yesterday, they came early this morning. Just as the old man said, today is a big occasion for the Song family. If they were not here, they would probably be scolded by the old man.
Su Wanyu had already gone downstairs after breakfast and was now chatting and eating cake with Lin Yuan.
There were quite a few people around who wanted to come and chat.
After all, this person made the eldest son of the Song family, a ten-thousand-year-old iron tree, bloom, and this person made the second son of the Song family, a playboy, turn back.
It is simply a legend in Chengdu.
But without an introduction, many people dared not step forward rashly, fearing that they might cause disgust, which would be unpleasant.
Just at this moment.
The sound of high heels stepping on the ground came from the spiral staircase.
Everyone looked in the direction of the sound—
There was more anticipation in his eyes.
The legendary old man’s godson is here?
Cheng Xuan'er walked down slowly with a gentle smile on her face. She was wearing a white princess lace dress and looked like a princess.
It looks pure, white and flawless.
Perfection even.
Cheng Xuan'er looked at the guests in the room, and saw that everyone's eyes were on her. Her steps became more calm and graceful, and the smile on her face became more gentle and sweet.
With a slightly raised chin, she exudes a noble and proud temperament.
Cheng Xuan'er's eyes scanned the entire room and finally landed on Song Jihuai. She stared at him for a long while before looking away as if nothing had happened.
Su Wanyu couldn't help but glare at Song Jihuai.
Song Jihuai: "..."
Innocent, he really is innocent.
He took the little girl's hand and squeezed it gently, "Dear, I'll take you to eat cake. There's freshly made strawberry cake over there."
Su Wanyu was immediately happy, "Okay."
She smiled sweetly, put what had just happened behind her, and happily followed Song Jihuai towards the newly delivered strawberry cake.
Cheng Xuan'er has already walked to the old man's side.
Old Master Song was in high spirits, his eyes sparkling at the moment. He let Cheng Xuan'er hold his arm, looked around, and announced to the people present: "Cheng Xuan'er will be my granddaughter from now on."
Cheng Xuaner looked at Mr. Song and said sweetly, "Grandpa."
Mr. Song nodded with satisfaction, "Good boy."
Everyone was full of praise. In an instant, Cheng Xuan'er became the center of attention, and everyone was congratulating her.
Cheng Xuan'er stood on the stage, scanning everyone with smiling eyes.
But it fell on Su Wanyu and Song Jihuai who were eating cake. The two of them seemed to have noticed nothing and didn't care about anything, and just ate cake by themselves.
Su Wanyu loves eating cake, but since she became pregnant, the things she likes have been restricted.
It was a rare moment to be unrestrained. She squinted her eyes with a look of enjoyment, and said to Song Jihuai while eating the cake: "Husband, this strawberry cake is so delicious!"
Song Jihuai laughed and raised his hand to wipe the cream off the corner of her lips. "Go ahead and tell grandpa to let the chef come to our house, okay?"
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