He also told Jiang Ling that if there was anyone he wanted to invite, he could write the invitation and send it himself.
Jiang Ling started writing immediately. She didn't know many people and only wanted to ask a few of them. After she finished writing, she gave it to Zizhen and Luzhu.
She said, "I sent all the invitations I wrote."
"Okay, I'll go and deliver it right away." Lu Zhu replied.
Jiang Ling instructed: "Let Xiaojia go to the Prime Minister's Mansion."
Lu Zhu smiled and replied, "Ah, I understand."
Jiang Ling nodded and continued to lie back on the couch.
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"Sir, Miss Jiang sent someone to deliver the invitation to the birthday party." Ye Song ran into the study with an envelope in his hand.
Zhou Jing'an paused holding the brush, and a drop of thick ink fell onto the paper.
He coughed twice and said, "Bring it here."
Didn't you say you wouldn't contact him anymore? Why did you send him an invitation?
He didn't realize that he didn't feel the disgust or resistance he should have.
He took the envelope and looked at it. He saw the ostentatious handwriting on it that read "A letter from Mr. Zhou Huanan of the Prime Minister's Office", and his brows furrowed.
"Ye Song, take a closer look. Who is this for?" Zhou Jing'an said in a slightly cold voice, showing him the envelope.
Ye Song was confused. Isn’t this a gift for the young master?
He read aloud: "Zhou Huanan from the Prime Minister's Mansion..." Gradually his voice became weaker and he did not dare to read any further.
When Xiaojia handed it to him, he didn't say who it was for. He took a quick glance at it and hurriedly took it.
Who knew it was not for the young master, but for the second young lady.
Ye Song smiled awkwardly, "My eyesight is poor, please forgive me, sir."
Zhou Jing'an couldn't explain how he felt. Even though others listened to his advice to avoid suspicion, he still felt uncomfortable.
"Forget it." He waved his hand and walked out of the study and went to Zhou Huanan's yard.
Zhou Huanan was in the yard, holding a wooden sword and practicing the new moves she had learned.
After hearing Zhou Jingan's words, she was stunned for two seconds and looked at the envelope. "Is it for me?"
She opened it and read it, and became more and more confused. She and Jiang Ling were not familiar with each other, so what kind of invitation was it for her?
Zhou Jingan took a furtive look, but couldn't make out clearly. He asked casually, "What's written?"
Zhou Huanan didn't notice the awkwardness in his words and replied, "It says that on the occasion of Jiang Ling's birthday, Zhou Huanan is cordially invited to attend a banquet at Ruyifang on October 25th."
After she finished reading, she realized something was wrong and asked in confusion: "Didn't she send you an invitation?"
Zhou Jingan was silent. "There are differences between men and women, and I'm not very familiar with her."
Oh, that means I didn’t send it.
Zhou Huanan wanted to laugh, but she held it back. She took another closer look at the invitation and said helplessly, "Then I'll have to go alone. It doesn't even say 'family and friends are welcome'. It seems like I'm the only one invited."
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