Zhao Rong took a few steps towards her and said anxiously, "Yi Yuming knows that the Jin family is at odds with our Jiang and Li families, so why did he agree to Song Ming inviting Jin Beisheng? Isn't this clearly a provocation?"
"You've already said that Jin Beisheng was invited by my brother. He's my brother's friend, so he's also my brother. Today's dinner is my birthday dinner, hosted by my Song family. We invite our friends as guests. What do you have to say? Or, Aunt Zhao, are you feeling guilty?"
Song Shengsheng withdrew his hand, turned around and leaned against the edge of the sink, looking at her with a smile: "Aunt Zhao, I'm not in a good mood today. I advise you not to provoke me."
"Is this your tutor? Is this how you usually talk to your mother?"
Song Shengsheng crossed his arms, frowning in annoyance. He looked her up and down without disguising his disdain. Finally, his gaze stopped at the jade pendant hanging around her neck. He said calmly, "My mother never wears anything of this quality."
After she finished speaking, she lowered her arms and stood up, slowly walking to Zhao Rong's side and lingering for a moment. "Instead of interrogating me, why don't you think about how you're going to explain to Uncle Jiang when you get home today why his late wife's belongings ended up on the auction market?"
"Song Shengsheng!" Zhao Rong clenched her fists and sneered twice: "The gene for violence is hereditary. Jiang Yiyu is even more of a lunatic than his father!"
Song Shengsheng sighed irritably. She paused at the bathroom door and looked sideways at Zhao Rong with sympathy: "Jewelry can't buy intelligence, but reading can definitely increase knowledge."
After the dinner, Song Shengsheng, Jiang Yiyu and Song Ming sent off the elders, Jiang Yuan and Li Yun one after another.
Before getting in the car, Jin Beisheng took a paper bag from his assistant and handed it to Song Shengsheng: "Happy birthday, Miss Song. This is my birthday present for you."
"Ah? Didn't you send it before?"
Jin Beisheng smiled, patted Jiang Yiyu's shoulder, said hello to Song Ming, then turned and got into the car.
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