"The eldest grandson of the Sun family is the apple of his great-grandmother's eye. He is about to turn 18 and have his coming-of-age ceremony. His family will definitely hold a grand celebration."
Xu Guangyao would definitely attend such an occasion, especially now, because he wanted to save face!
I'll ask you for an invitation.
Mr. Ji can bring his companions.
Will Xu Guangyao be angry if you go off in such a glamorous manner?
Xu Guangyao is still the chairman of Aihui Group, so he must have received an invitation.
However, his position is quite particular.
I can give you seats above his!
Is it okay?
"Give me more of these pears," he said to the sycophantic man.
Xiang San's Mandarin was very poor, and coupled with his expression...
Song Yan couldn't help but laugh.
Xiang San was stunned.
This is what a beauty looks like!
It's not just that she's beautiful; it seems like she's beautiful to the core.
It's often said that true beauty lies in the bone structure, not just the skin, but she is beautiful both inside and out.
"What are you doing?" Mo Yan slapped Xiang San on the back of the head.
"Ouch!" Xiang San jumped up in pain. "What can I do?"
He sneered silently.
Xiang San quickly glanced at Song Yan, unable to tell whether she was happy or angry.
Mo Yan wanted to hit Xiang San a second time.
Ah Ming didn't dare to stop him the first time, but he couldn't let the Third Young Master get hit again the second time.
The two of them started fighting, taking turns hitting each other.
"Bang!" Song Yan put down the tea.
Mo Yan immediately stopped and backed away.
"Dr. Song is the one bullying me. I know my own limits..."
Song Yan remained silent, staring at Xiang San.
Xiang San: This is going to kill me!
It feels like I'm being tied up again. I couldn't see then, but that's the feeling.
He couldn't remember the exact time, but for at least two or three days he hadn't eaten or drunk anything and no one had taken care of him...
"I'm playful, but not stupid."
Don't tell me I'm afraid Dr. Song will scheme against me like Yin Xuguangyao did.
Just hypothetically, if Xu Guangyao had brought me that day and we had met Dr. Song instead, I definitely wouldn't have dared to give you flowers!
"I'm not that idiot Xu Guangyao!" Xiang San's survival instinct was strong.
Song Yan was curious. Xiang San's fear was definitely not feigned. Why was he so afraid of him? "You're afraid of me? Why?"
Actually, I can't do anything with you!
Xiang San: Nobody would believe you! He dared not say that out loud.
Xiang San: "I'll go get the invitations!"
Xiang San lifted his leg and walked away, and Amin naturally followed him.
Song Yan glanced at Mo Yan.
Mo Yan knew that President Song still needed Xiang San's help. She took some pears and chased after him.
When Mo Yan returned, his expression was a little strange.
Ji Chunyang: What's wrong with you?
Xiang San said that the most beautiful flower in the garden is the one that will definitely catch your eye.
He just glanced at it a couple more times.
It's not like he's tired of living.
He said anyone who dared to lay a hand on Dr. Song would surely die young! Mo Yan then shut up.
That's as if Dr. Song could kill people.
There must be a reason why Xiang San is afraid of me. He was afraid of me the first time we met.
Could it be that he thinks he's met me before?
That's really intriguing!
The Sun family was not unknown in Hong Kong, and their banquets were very large.
As expected, Xiang San brought two invitations the day before the banquet.
Song Yan and Ji Chunyang both had clothes to wear to the party.
However, Xiang San also sent them two more villas.
Ji Chunyang was wearing a white dress.
Not the kind that exposes the chest and back, but rather conservative yet still shows off the figure.
Song Yan is wearing a cheongsam.
The workmanship and materials of the clothes are excellent, and Xiang San is indeed sincere.
However, women cannot accept clothes from men without a reason.
Xiang San: "Then how about I acknowledge you as my older sister?"
Song Yan: "I have a younger brother, I don't need anything!"
Xiang San immediately changed his target and said to Ji Chunyang, "Can I acknowledge you as my older sister?"
"How old are you this year? How old am I this year?" Ji Chunyang asked Xiang San.
Xiang San: I'd like to call you sister, but do I dare?
Song Yan: "I'm not taking the clothes for free. I do have some nice things on hand, consider them my return gift."
Song Yan took a cloth bag out of his room.
Without waiting for a response, Xiang San shoved the object into A Ming's hand. "Hey, no need to be so polite!"
Try it out quickly. If it doesn't suit you, you can make some changes. It won't delay your attendance at the banquet tomorrow.
Jewelry... Such beautiful clothes would look cheap without accessories.
“We have our own jewelry, so we won’t trouble you!” Song Yan interrupted him.
On the way back, Amin drove while gazing at San, lost in thought.
"Young Master, don't you want to see what Dr. Song gave you?" Ah Ming asked.
Xiang San casually opened the cloth bag.
He squeezed the cloth bag; it wasn't very big, and he hadn't paid much attention to it at first.
He opened it and realized it was worth more than the clothes he'd given him. He wasn't naive; this was a valuable item.
The two pieces of clothing that Xiang San sent today were quite valuable. He originally thought that the return gift that Song Yan gave him was not worth the price of the clothes.
I guess I'm just too naive.
He went home and gave this thing to his father.
Xiang San now spends all his free time visiting Jiaren, which makes his father quite unhappy.
Jiaren and Aihui are sure to have a fierce and exciting battle.
They promised to help, but Ai Hui still had to ask.
It certainly can't be a full-fledged effort.
But I really didn't expect Jiaren Capital to be so powerful.
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