The Zhou family father and daughter were escorted out of the villa by security guards and successfully added to the Song family's blacklist.
Mr. Song politely and appropriately took control of the situation, and everyone began to return to the previous banquet atmosphere.
The birthday banquet was disrupted, and although it was a minor incident, Old Master Song was still somewhat dissatisfied with Zhou Yunwei.
The gaze directed at her was rather cold and stern, causing Zhou Yunwei to shrank back slightly, her arms still tightly clasped together.
Wu Yue turned her head and said, "Yan Chiyu, can I borrow your coat?"
The boy's gaze lightly fell on Song Wenzhi's face. Song Wenzhi understood and immediately took off his suit jacket and put it on Zhou Yunwei.
Then, forcing a smile, he said to his somber-faced relatives, "Grandpa, well, Yunwei is friends with us and Brother Yan... This isn't her fault. Brother Yan, don't you think?"
Knowing how much his grandfather valued Yan Chiyu, Song Wenzhi has now learned to bring up Yan Chiyu from time to time, and the effect is excellent.
Although he still hasn't figured out the exact relationship between Brother Yan and his grandfather's generation, it doesn't matter; he'll find out someday.
【Yan Mei is like a brick; she can be moved wherever she's needed】
[Weiwei is really great; she's even willing to break ties with the Zhou family to protect our adorable Wu Nian.]
【Taste it, savor it carefully】
Yan Chiyu glanced at Wu Yue.
Wu Songsong seems to have a pretty good relationship with her deskmate.
The boy nodded in agreement with Song Wenzhi's question, saying casually, "Yes, we're classmates. We get along quite well."
Grandpa Song coughed lightly, "Since he is your friend, then let's let this matter rest."
“Mr. Wu, leave Xiao Nian to me, I’ll take her to change her clothes. Miss Zhou, come along too.” It was up to Mrs. Song to handle matters concerning the girls: “There are some spare new clothes in the dressing room.”
For once, Wu Nian spoke again, her little hand tugging at Wu Yue's sleeve: "Auntie, let's go together." Her clear eyes sparkled with a hint of eager curiosity.
“Xiaoyue…?” Wu Cunxu was secretly surprised to see that his daughter was somewhat dependent on Wuyue.
"Leave it to me." Wu Yue hugged Wu Nian and supported Zhou Yunwei with one hand: "Mrs. Song, thank you for your trouble."
Madam Song smiled gently, "You're welcome."
After they left, Song Wenzhi was glared at by his father, and he quickly pulled his brothers away.
At that moment, Yan Chiyu noticed that his trouser leg was being pulled. He looked down and saw a cute and delicate little boy staring at him expectantly.
"Handsome big brother, are you and my aunt very familiar with each other?"
The boy slowly squatted down and smiled slightly: "Ask your aunt."
Wu Tingyun tilted her head. "My aunt said all boys are dogs, especially pretty ones like you. So, we probably don't have a very good relationship."
Yan Chiyu: "..."
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The walk-in closet is on the second floor.
Wu Nian leaned on Wu Yue's shoulder and asked in a soft voice, "Auntie, the paper doll was amazing!"
"Xiao Nian, that wicked older sister really does have a woman whose hair is about to catch fire hanging on her shoulder." Zhou Xiangdai will be punished.
The little girl smiled, her eyes crinkling: "Auntie, can you see too? Dad and my brother can't see... Sigh, I never dare to say anything. I can see so many things."
"Xiao Nian, if you meet them again in the future, never make eye contact with them or try to talk to them. Just pretend you didn't see them." This is a summary of Wu Songsong's experience.
Wu Nian suddenly fell silent.
She hesitated for a moment before saying innocently and nervously, "But today, a very handsome older brother... talked to me."
The girl stopped in her tracks, her expression complex.
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A gathering of the big shots from Class 18.
"Big brother~" A gentle, clear voice rang out, not soft and sweet, but rather with a hint of maturity.
Song Wenzhi waved, and a cute little boy in a smart vest walked towards him.
"Brother Yan, let me introduce you. This is my younger brother, Song Suian." He was very proud when he mentioned his younger brother, Song Wenzhi, who was nine years younger than him.
As Qian Bolun said, the Song family is a scholarly family, and everyone there is a top student or genius. Even seven-year-old Song Suian is gradually showing his talent.
Apart from him, he is utterly ignorant and incompetent.
Well, one of the Song family's darlings is enough.
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