For publicity purposes, the Xu family even invited media reporters to follow up on the event at the entrance.
"Mom, what do you think of me wearing this dress?"
Xu Shiqing walked down from the second floor of the Xu family at this time and asked the middle-aged woman who was tying a tie for a little boy in the living room.
The middle-aged woman looked at it and showed an immune look on her face: "Yes, I specially ordered this dress for you two months in advance, just so that you can appear in front of everyone in style today."
“Now it seems that it is indeed good.”
At this point, as if she had thought of something, the middle-aged woman hurried upstairs and took down a jewel necklace: "Come, put this necklace on. Your red dress will really match with this ruby necklace."
As he said that, Zhi Level 2 personally brought Xu Shiqing up.
"Sister is so beautiful, like a fairy."
At this time, the little boy who was sitting firmly on the sofa in a little dress looked at the mother and daughter who were busy and spoke.
I heard the two of them burst into laughter.
"You're just sweet-talking."
Xu Shiqing spoke to her brother with a somewhat annoyed smile, and the boy stuck out his tongue at her, creating a peaceful atmosphere.
"Madam, the car is here." The aunt stepped forward and said respectfully to the middle-aged woman.
The woman looked at her son and daughter with a look of pride and satisfaction: "Shiqing, Shiyu, let's go."
"Your father asked us to go first. He will attend with your grandfather and the company's shareholders and directors."
"good."
Xu Shiqing nodded, looking beautiful and dazzling, like a real rich girl.
Here, a family of three got in the car and drove towards the hotel.
On the other side, Zhou Fang had already arrived at the Wen family's villa. Since it was the weekend, the two elders of the Wen family were also there.
When Zhou Fang came in, he immediately became very reserved.
"Aunt, Uncle Wen."
Even though Feng Yun had married into the Wen family, Zhou Fang was still used to calling her aunt. It was just a title, and the elders didn't mind.
"Xiao Fang, are you here? Come sit down for a while. Nan Zhi is cleaning up upstairs."
After politely greeting them, Zhou Fang sat in the corner of the sofa in the living room and answered their questions respectfully.
Just when he was about to give up, he heard footsteps upstairs. He was delighted, thinking that he was finally free. When he looked up, Wen Ting's figure came into his sight.
"Coming?" These two simple words instantly made Zhou Fangxin feel cold.
Dealing with two elders was already exhausting enough for him, and now there was Wen Ting.
In his opinion, Wen Ting was somewhat of a sister-con and cared about Zhizhi more than he, a blood-related brother.
In addition, Wen Ting has always been serious since he was a child, which made him a little scared.
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