Lin Qingtong looked up and saw Shen Tinghe standing in front of him, his tall figure exuding a cold and oppressive aura.
"What, you can't even go home? You've been kicked out?"
His tone was somewhat mocking, but Lin Qingtong glanced at him indifferently, then looked away and walked back.
At this moment, many vehicles were already parked on both sides of the street, and people from the banquet were arriving one after another. She also needed to go back.
People coming and going couldn't see clearly what was happening under the shade of the tree; they could only vaguely see a figure standing there through the flower bed.
Shen Tinghe strode after him, his tone filled with displeasure.
"You hate me that much?"
Lin Qingtong didn't even look at him, shaking her head in refusal.
"How could I dare to dislike the dignified Ninth Master Shen? It's just that the banquet is about to begin."
She stepped back a little, standing there gracefully, creating distance between herself and Shen Tinghe, exuding endless estrangement.
Shen Tinghe's eyes darkened. "As far as I know, the banquet doesn't need your help."
Lin Qingtong raised an eyebrow at Shen Tinghe, a smile playing on her lips.
“No need. I am also the young mistress of the Jiang family, so I must appear, Uncle.”
She called out deliberately, intending to remind Shen Tinghe that he was now Jiang Hao's uncle and that she needed to be careful.
The two walked a little further towards the Jiang family's house, beyond the flower bed, so many people saw them and couldn't help but cast curious glances at them.
"Look, everyone is looking at us."
Sunlight filtered through the treetops, casting dappled shadows. Shen Tinghe stared quietly at Lin Qingtong before him, then suddenly smiled.
"In that case, Assistant Lin, please remember your work and don't make any mistakes."
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Hao suddenly walked out from the side and his eyes lit up when he saw Shen Tinghe.
"Uncle, why did you come so early?"
Shen Tinghe glanced indifferently at Lin Qingtong and nodded and smiled at Jiang Hao.
Jiang Hao smiled and stepped forward to invite Shen Tinghe to walk towards the banquet.
"Since my uncle is here, he should help me make a good impression."
"Please come in."
Shen, the Ninth Master, rarely attends banquets, so for Jiang Hao to actually attend the Jiang family's banquet is an immense honor.
Jiang Hao pulled Shen Tinghe forward, then glanced back at Lin Qingtong behind him and made a suggestion with a smile.
"Uncle, please go in first. I have some things to tell Tongtong."
Upon hearing this, Shen Tinghe's eyes darkened, and he continued walking forward, while Jiang Hao approached Lin Qingtong and threatened her in a low voice.
"Lin Qingtong, don't forget what you promised me. This is a banquet, so you must cooperate with me."
Lin Qingtong glanced indifferently at Jiang Hao, her red lips pressed into a thin line as she thought about the divorce agreement.
"I understand, I'll be careful."
The next second, Jiang Hao's hand was on Lin Qingtong's shoulder.
Lin Qingtong frowned slightly as Jiang Hao's sinister words came through again.
"If the banquet is ruined because of you, you just wait."
His words seemed to imply something, and something flashed through Lin Qingtong's mind, but she couldn't quite grasp it, so she had to give up in the end.
Jiang Hao placed his hand on Lin Qingtong's shoulder, making her feel extremely awkward, and her face darkened considerably.
After walking a few steps, Lin Qingtong managed to break free from Jiang Hao's hand and uttered a single sentence.
"Just stand here like this, don't touch me, I feel disgusted."
Upon hearing the last sentence, Jiang Hao's face darkened, and he coldly snorted, "I think you're dirty too."
What are you two talking about?
Shen Tinghe's voice suddenly rang out, and Jiang Hao came back to his senses, a fake smile spreading across his face.
"He didn't say anything, Uncle, please come in."
The three of them stepped into the banquet hall together, walking on the red carpet laid out in the courtyard.
But after taking only a few steps, Lin Qingtong tripped on the red carpet and almost fell, but Shen Tinghe caught her.
Lin Qingtong raised her hand to break free and whispered her thanks: "Thank you, Uncle."
She glanced at the red carpet and knew that if it wasn't laid securely and wasn't tightly attached to the grass, people would slip and fall.
The female guests at the banquet were all wearing high heels; if one of them tripped and fell, it would be quite a disaster.
Then Qi Huimin's cheerful voice rang out.
"Sister, be careful. You're such a big person, and you can't even walk steadily."
Lin Qingtong looked up and saw Qi Huimin's face full of sarcasm, and gave her a faint reminder.
"This red carpet needs to be tidied up again."
This was a friendly reminder, but Qi Huimin's face was full of disbelief, and she kept stroking her abdomen.
"Sister, you can't walk steadily, so you blame the red carpet? It's like you can't have children, so you blame Hao Ge for being no good."
These words reached Lin Qingtong's ears, and she gave Qi Huimin a cold glance.
Anyway, I've already warned myself, so if something goes wrong later, I can't be blamed.
"Jiang Hao, who is this?"
Shen Tinghe had one hand in his pocket, wearing a well-tailored black suit. His long legs were long and straight, and he exuded a domineering and cold aura.
Even the words he spoke were chillingly cold.
Upon hearing Shen Tinghe's words, Jiang Hao immediately snapped out of his daze, his heart tightening.
Shen Tinghe absolutely cannot know that Qi Huimin is his mistress, since he said last time that he hates these kinds of things.
Jiang Hao hurriedly stood in front of Qi Huimin, his smile awkward.
"Uncle, this is the new housekeeper at the villa."
Shen Tinghe's thoughtful gaze fell on Qi Huimin's abdomen.
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