Outside the gate were rows of luxury cars worth millions, and the people getting out were all dressed very formally and elegantly. The men were all in suits and ties, and the women were all wearing evening gowns of various colors, with exquisite makeup, hair, and accessories.
The guests wore polite and business-like smiles, and chatted familiarly with those they knew. Guided by uniformed and bow-tied waiters, they walked gracefully and calmly into the hall.
In contrast, Jiang Nian was completely out of place here.
She truly hadn't expected the old man's birthday banquet that Song Sichen had mentioned to be so grand and elaborate.
I thought it was just a regular family birthday party. Forget about an evening gown; she was still wearing her usual T-shirt, jeans, and sneakers.
She walked up to the greeter with the wooden box in her hand. When the waiter saw her attire, he thought she had come to the wrong place.
"Miss, have you come to the wrong place?"
"Tonight is my grandfather's birthday banquet. People who haven't received an invitation are not allowed to enter. Do you have an invitation?"
Invitation?
Jiang Nian frowned.
She really didn't have that.
"I didn't receive an invitation."
"No invitation?" The waiter was even more speechless. "This isn't a place anyone can just walk into. You'd better hurry up..."
Jiang Nian interrupted him coldly: "Song Sichen invited me directly. You can ask him. My name is Jiang Nian."
The waiter stopped abruptly, taking a deep breath: "...You mean, our young master personally invited you? This...I'll go ask."
"Um,"
Jiang Nian didn't mind being stopped at the door.
She had actually intended to ask the guests where the gift-giving table was located.
She only came today to deliver some medicine to the old man and had no interest in participating in this kind of banquet, so she might as well just leave and go.
When the waiter returned, Jiang Nian stood there with her head tilted, seemingly lost in thought. Her dark eyes held a hint of nonchalance.
At first glance, the girl's slender waist is perfectly proportioned, and her legs, encased in fitted jeans, are long and straight. Her skin appears even whiter and more delicate under the light.
Despite being dressed inconspicuously for this occasion, quite a few eyes were still drawn to them. Their delicate, aloof features and indifferent eyes were inexplicably eye-catching.
But the next second, Jiang Nian came to her senses and noticed the invitation on the table.
Extract keywords.
[A cordial invitation to Mr. Song Tingfeng's birthday banquet]
Song Tingfeng?
Is this the name of Grandpa Song from yesterday?
Jiang Nian frowned slightly—why did this name sound so familiar?
However, before Jiang Nian could even think, a affected and coquettish voice suddenly came from behind her.
"My goodness, I thought I was seeing things, but it really is you, sister!"
Turning his head, he was met with two familiar faces: Jiang Ranran and Chen Fulan.
The mother and daughter were dressed to the nines tonight.
Jiang Ranran's seaweed-like curls cascaded over her shoulders, and her light pink, pouty lips were exquisitely made up. Like a little princess, she wore a strapless pink evening gown, the flowing skirt adorned with lace. A magnificent diamond necklace adorned her neck, exuding an air of nobility.
Chen Fulan, on the other hand, wore a gorgeous purple silk dress, adorned with jade jewelry around her neck, ears, and hands, and carried two expensive luxury handbags. Her attire suggested she was afraid of being perceived as poor.
"Jiang Nian, what are you doing here?"
When Chen Fulan saw Jiang Nian, she immediately glared at him and asked in an annoyed tone.
That Jiang Nian is like a persistent ghost; she's everywhere!
Jiang Nian paused for two seconds.
Shouldn't she be the one asking that question?
How did Jiang Ranran and her daughter end up here?
Jiang Ranran stepped forward, her tone sarcastic: "Sister, tonight is Old Master Song's birthday banquet, but you've never even met Old Master Song before, so why are you here?"
"Could it be that you're still hung up on your childhood betrothal to Wen Jing and want to see Grandpa Song tonight so he can arrange for you to marry into the Song family?"
"Sister, I think you'd better stop dreaming."
“I am the daughter-in-law that Madam Song has chosen. You have offended Madam Song long ago. Madam Song hates you too much to let you into the Song family.”
Jiang Nian finally remembered.
No wonder the name Song Tingfeng sounded familiar; it was the name of the former chairman of the Song Group.
That is, the highly respected old man from the Song family.
In other words, the grandfather who was hit by Chen Fulan and Jiang Ranran's car yesterday, suffered a broken bone, was falsely accused of staging an accident, and even incited passersby to insult him—was none other than Grandpa Song?
Realizing what was happening, Jiang Nian saw Jiang Ranran's smug, chin-raised expression and curled her lips in a mocking smile.
This foolish mother and daughter probably had never met Old Master Song before.
They've dressed so extravagantly for the birthday banquet; I wonder what their reaction will be when they see Old Master Song.
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