Jian Fei and an older female relative from the Zhou family are responsible for collecting monetary gifts here.
This job is easy and simple, while no one is around.
The two chatted idly, making small talk.
As people get older, especially women, they often have a liking and potential to become matchmakers.
Jianfei has been on blind dates and had boyfriends over the past few years, but none of them lasted long and they broke up quickly.
Therefore, she is single, good-looking, has a stable job, and is a local, making her an excellent match for the old lady.
Just as Jianfei was thinking about how to refuse appropriately, someone she knew arrived.
Zhong Xiang and Gu Wei had a very good relationship, so it was impossible for Zhong Xiang not to attend the wedding when he learned that Gu Wei was getting married.
But since she was getting old, it wasn't really suitable for her to go with the wedding procession, so she simply arrived at the hotel beforehand.
As the front-of-house manager of the private restaurant, Jian Fei had dealt with Zhong Xiang many times. Upon seeing him appear, she immediately stood up and said with a smile, "Mr. Zhong, you've arrived."
"Manager Jian, are you here writing down the gift accounts?"
Zhong Xiang is always kind and gentle to beautiful women.
Moreover, knowing that this woman had been with Gu Wei before the restaurant opened was enough to show that she was trusted and valued by him, so his attitude naturally became more enthusiastic.
"Yes, our CEO Gu and his wife got married. I can't help much, so I'm just doing what I can."
After exchanging a few pleasantries, Jian Fei handed the pen to Zhong Xiang.
Zhong Xiang accepted the gift with a smile, casually handed over the prepared red envelope, and then bent down slightly to write his name on it.
Just then, the sound of high heels came again.
Jian Fei and Zhong Xiang both looked over instinctively.
Not recognizing the young woman holding the child, Jian Fei quickly looked away.
Zhong Xiang was stunned, his eyes widening in disbelief.
He was recently reminiscing about this girl he used to really like.
Unfortunately, successful people like him don't easily go back to their exes. After all, with money, he can have all kinds of beautiful women around him, regardless of their size or shape.
Unexpectedly, I ran into him at a wedding.
Zhong Xiang said incredulously, "You actually have a child..."
The woman recognized Zhong Xiang and stopped in her tracks, a look of panic flashing across her face. She even brought the child close to her cheek.
This person was none other than Pengpeng's mother, Ding Yuan.
Ding Yuan never dreamed that Zhong Xiang would appear at Zhou Wenyi's wedding.
Originally, the Zhou family had repeatedly warned her not to show her child in public, and she had given in to their advice.
But then she thought about it and realized that such a grand occasion was such a great opportunity, how could she possibly give it up?
That's why they wanted to use the child as a pretext, pretending that Pengpeng absolutely had to come, to make their presence known.
But the result was...
Ding Yuan steadied herself, tried to sound calm as she hummed in agreement, and then asked, "You're here for the wedding too?"
"Yes. The groom is my good friend. How old are your children?"
Zhong Xiang's son is about the same age as Gu Wei.
But he had personally witnessed the changes in the child from infancy to adulthood, so he could tell at a glance that the child in Ding Yuan's arms was about two years old.
After mentally calculating when she became pregnant, his expression changed instantly.
Ding Yuan felt a little relieved when she heard that they were guests from Gu Wei's side.
But upon hearing the next sentence, my heart skipped a beat.
“He’s a little over a year old. You go ahead with your work, I’ll take the child inside first.”
When Zhongxiang heard that the baby was over a year old, his doubts lessened somewhat.
At that moment, someone shouted that the newlyweds had arrived, and there was the sound of firecrackers.
Ding Yuan hurriedly covered the child's ears with one hand and took the opportunity to quickly enter the banquet hall.
Not only Jian Fei stared thoughtfully at her retreating figure, but she also sensed that something was off between the two of them.
The Zhou family relatives, who knew the mother and son's identities, were also somewhat moved by the painting.
The old lady glanced at the names of those who had just written down the gift accounts, intending to tell the Zhou family about it later...
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