Yan Jiang waited at the door for a while, and then he saw his good friends in the entertainment industry, Wei Lai and Zhong Xiangshou, walking out of the club. The two looked around at the door, saw Yan Jiang standing under a tree, and then hurried towards him.
"Brother Jiang!"
Hearing the sound, Yan Jiang spat out the cigarette in his mouth and threw it on the ground, then extinguished the cigarette butt with the toe of his shoe. Then he bent down to pick up the cigarette butt and threw it into the trash can.
"Brother Jiang, you haven't shown up in a long time, and as soon as you came back you dominated the Weibo hot search list. Your popularity, tsk..." Zhong Xiangshou stood on tiptoe, put his elbow on Yan Jiang's shoulder, moved closer, and teased him: "Why don't you consider returning to the circle to develop your career?"
Yan Jiang shook his shoulders, shaking off Zhong Xiangshou's pig-trotter hand. Then he adjusted his tie and said, "No, I have to leave you a way out." After that, he straightened his tie and said with his head down, "Let's go in and take a look."
Zhong Xiangshou looked depressed. He glared at Wei Lai, who was laughing at the side, and scolded him: "What are you laughing at!"
Wei Lai pointed at his face and said with a smile, "I told you not to tease him, but you refused to listen and chose to humiliate yourself. Did you hear that? He said he didn't want to join the circle so he could leave you a way out. You're so arrogant."
After not seeing him for several months, Brother Jiang is still the same, frivolous and unrestrained.
The two of them stared at Yan Jiang's suave, handsome and elegant back, and suddenly felt that it would be better for Yan Jiang not to join the circle. If he joined the circle, there would be another bloody storm in the circle.
It’s better for such a monster to deal with the dead.
Yan Jiang did not have an invitation, but he was a good friend of Wei Lai and Zhong Xiangshou, so he was also let in.
After entering Fengya Pavilion, Yan Jiang slowed down his pace and waited for Zhong Xiangshou and Wei Lai to arrive. He asked them, "I heard that Madam Li used to be the vice president of my fan club. It's her birthday, so I'll go up and sing a song. Will she be very happy?"
"Of course!"
Mrs. Li, the protagonist of tonight's banquet, was wearing a goose yellow pearlescent long dress with her long hair tied up, looking graceful and noble.
She was wearing a pair of mutton-fat jade earrings and was talking to her son Li Feng. As she lowered her head to talk, the earrings on her earlobes swayed gently.
Li Feng handed his mother the gift he had prepared long ago. He told her, "This is a jade sculpture of Guanyin that I asked someone to find Mrs. Fang in Binjiang to carve for you. Mother, please take a look."
When Mrs. Li was young, she had a flamboyant personality and could not tolerate any injustice. She had quarreled with others, but now that she is in her fifties, she has calmed down and has fallen in love with the spiritual practice of burning incense and worshiping Buddha.
She opened the small box and looked at the smooth, imperial green Guanyin statue inside. She smiled from ear to ear, "You are so thoughtful." Madam Li immediately asked her son to take off the jewelry necklace around her neck. "Come, put it on for me."
"Okay."
The Guanyin statue was green and shiny, and Madam Li had skin as white as snow, and she looked particularly beautiful wearing the Guanyin statue.
Madam Li stroked the Guanyin statue, touched Li Feng's cheek, and said with a smile: "Then I will pray to the Bodhisattva to bless our Feng'er to marry a capable and virtuous daughter-in-law as soon as possible."
In his early years, Li Feng's arrogance and domineering behavior had caused him a lot of trouble, making him a notorious rich young man in Wangdong City. But over the years, Li Feng has learned to restrain his edge, hiding his dandy side, and he seems to be calmer and more sensible.
As an old mother, Mrs. Li was quite pleased and hoped that Li Feng could get married as soon as possible.
There are few male descendants in the Li family, and she looks forward to becoming a grandmother soon.
When Li Feng heard his mother's words, the smile on his face immediately disappeared. He lowered his head, sipping his wine, and murmured, "The person I want to marry has already been married. You know that, mother."
Mrs. Li was stunned for a moment, and when she thought of that woman, she immediately frowned.
Li Feng continued, "I told you before that I wanted to marry her, but you looked down on her background, despised the low social status of the Mu family, and despised her for being an adopted daughter. Now, look what's happened. That adopted daughter you looked down upon has found a great man and has become the first lady of our Wangdong City."
"Mother, you look down on me, but you don't realize that I've long been beyond your reach. Isn't that interesting?"
The 'adopted daughter' the two were talking about was Song Ci.
The title of the first lady of Song Dynasty porcelain is not for nothing. She is beautiful, has a good figure, is well-educated and knowledgeable, and can also play the violin beautifully.
At that time, one-third of the nobles in Wangdong City were interested in her. The most prominent of these was the second young master of the Chuandong Group. That fool had pursued Song Ci with great fanfare.
It is no secret that Li Feng liked Song Dynasty porcelain.
Song Ci was a few years younger than Li Feng. When Li Feng was a junior in high school, Song Ci was a junior in junior high school. Li Feng first met Song Ci on New Year's Day of his senior year in high school.
The high school and junior high school departments of Wangdongcheng No. 1 Middle School are built together. Every year when the May Fourth Cultural Evening and New Year's Day Cultural Evening are held, students from the junior high school and high school departments gather on the playground.
That day, Song Ci represented the entire third grade on stage and played a violin piece.
At that time, Song Ci's figure had not yet fully developed. She wore a yellow fairy dress, had slightly curled hair, and a rose pinned to her ear, which attracted the attention of many boys.
Li Feng had a girlfriend at the time, who was the host of the party. He went backstage with hot milk tea to find his girlfriend and happened to meet Song Ci, who was carrying her violin backstage to change clothes after the performance.
Song Ci lowered her head and adjusted the roses on her hair while walking. She didn't notice the person standing in front of her and bumped into Li Feng.
Li Feng was about to lose his temper when the girl raised her head, revealing a delicate face. It was the first time Li Feng had seen such a beautiful girl. Her skin was as white as a freshly peeled hard-boiled egg, without a single flaw.
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