Song Yansong's birthday banquet was grand, and all the guests were either rich or noble. By six o'clock, the hotel entrance was already full of luxury cars.
Song Xuanhe and Song Xuanlin stood at the door to receive the guests. Song Guochao was there, but he left after receiving a phone call. Song Xuanlin greeted the visitor calmly, asked someone to take the visitor in, and then looked at another guest walking towards them and said to Song Xuanhe, "If you are bored, when Wei Chen comes, you can go in with him."
"Really?" Song Xuanhe raised his eyebrows, and without looking at Song Xuanlin, he smiled at the visitor and lowered his voice and said, "What if Song Guochao comes to trouble me later?"
Song Xuanlin said succinctly: "As long as Wei Chen is here, he won't."
"Sure." Song Xuanhe smiled and greeted the middle-aged couple who were holding hands: "Mr. Yang, Mrs. Yang, thank you very much for coming to my grandfather's birthday party."
Song Xuanlin stepped forward to take the gift, exchanged a few words and ordered someone to lead everyone in. As soon as the couple left, Wei Chen appeared in front of them.
Song Xuanlin nodded calmly: "Master Wei."
Wei Chen also greeted him and said to Song Xuanhe: "I didn't expect you to stand here and greet guests. I thought you had to look for someone in the banquet hall."
Song Xuanhe curled his lips and said with a smile: "How dare I let Young Master Wei look for me? Didn't my father specially arrange for me to receive Young Master Wei? I promised my father that I would make Young Master Wei happy and feel at home."
"Father?" Wei Chen sneered knowingly, handed the gift to Song Xuanlin's personal assistant, turned his head and pointed to the banquet hall, and said to Song Xuanlin: "Young Master Song, can you let your brother accompany me to familiarize myself with the environment? I get scared when I arrive in an unfamiliar environment."
Song Xuanhe glanced at Wei Chen and saw that he was calm and composed. His sharp, dark eyebrows and eyes were full of a ruffian air. He didn't feel at all that what he said was incongruous. When he saw Song Xuanhe looking at him, he raised one corner of his mouth at him, with an extremely generous expression.
Song Xuanlin was also shocked by Wei Chen's shamelessness, but he had always been strong mentally. After a half-second pause, he nodded calmly without changing his expression: "In this case, someone really needs to accompany you. Xuanhe, you can accompany Wei Shao to familiarize yourself with the environment, and then go to Grandpa's place before the banquet starts."
"Thank you for your hard work, brother."
Song Xuanhe smiled and waved to Song Xuanlin, then turned around and left side by side with Wei Chen.
After walking a little further, Wei Chen leaned towards Song Xuanhe and asked in a low voice, "I saved you from suffering, and you didn't even say thank you?"
Song Xuanhe casually picked up two glasses of champagne and handed one to him, saying as they walked: "Aren't you scared? I accompanied you to familiarize yourself with the environment, you should be the one to thank, right, Master Wei."
Wei Chen raised his eyebrows and smiled, not continuing the topic, but asked: "Why didn't you see Xiao Yuanmu?"
"You need help from him?" Song Xuanhe turned his head to look at Wei Chen and said, "I'll give you the address. You should be able to see him if you go there now."
"Tsk." Wei Chen took a sip of champagne and said with a smile, "Just pretend."
Song Xuanhe curled his eyes but smiled without saying a word.
Not long after Song Xuanhe and Wei Chen left, Song Guochao hurried over. Seeing only Song Xuanlin, he frowned and asked, "Where's Song Xuanhe?"
"Young Master Wei is here, he is accompanying Young Master Wei." Song Xuanlin glanced at Song Guochao's face calmly and asked, "Father, do you have something to ask him?"
"Of course there is something! That little bastard..." Song Guochao gritted his teeth and just said halfway, but stopped talking when he saw the guests not far away. He concealed the anger on his face and said in a low voice: "Wait a minute, I'll be here. Ask Song Xuanhe to wait for me in the lounge upstairs. I have something to ask him."
Song Xuanlin calmly received the guests. After they left, he said, "Young Master Wei just said he had something to talk to him about. They should all be together at the banquet tonight. If it's not important, Father should wait until after Grandpa's birthday banquet is over."
"Why is it not important?" Seeing that there were no guests around, Song Guochao's expression darkened again and he said, "Your cousin was beaten and his hands and feet were broken. Do you know who did it?"
Song Xuanlin frowned, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but there was no trace of anxiety in his tone: "Song Jiabao's hands and feet were broken?"
"Not only that! I almost lost my life. If I hadn't been found in time, I would have frozen to death in the parking lot in this weather."
Song Guochao had a ferocious expression when he spoke. Although Song Jiabao was his nephew, he didn't even have much affection for his son, let alone his nephew. If someone else had done it, he wouldn't be so angry. At most, he would check who Song Jiabao had made an enemy with and whether it was related to the Song family, and then give that person some attention based on his identity.
But the people who beat Song Jiabao turned out to be Song Xuan and his mistress!
This is simply outrageous!
A person who is not presentable enough actually dared to hit someone from the Song family! Who knows whether it was Song Xuanhe who instigated it or he was just relying on the fact that he was Song Xuanhe's man to bully others!
No matter which one it was, Song Guochao felt that his dignity had been seriously challenged. He really couldn't do anything to Song Xuanhe, but dealing with one of his mistresses was just a matter of words.
Song Xuanlin noticed Song Guochao's expression, but he showed no emotion. He just reminded him calmly, "Father, a guest is coming."
Song Guochao laughed instantly and greeted the guests. After the guests left, his face darkened again. He did not wait for Song Xuanlin to ask, and said directly: "The person who beat your cousin this time was Xiao Yuanmu. Song Xuan and the man he kept outside were so bold that they did not take our Song family seriously. They thought your brother was just playing around and the family did not care much. This time, he must be taught a lesson."
Song Xuanlin's expression remained unchanged as he asked, "What is father going to do?"
"Let him recognize his identity, and then bring him to your cousin to kneel and apologize." Song Guochao spoke word by word, as if he had seen Song Xuanhe's helpless and ugly face after oppressing Xiao Yuanmu. His tone was much better: "At least make him recognize his identity. Even if Song Xuanhe doesn't inherit the company, his marriage is not something he can decide. It's best for those who are raised outside to know the current situation. If they annoy their future in-laws, the Song family will definitely suffer a lot of losses."
After hearing this, Song Xuanlin finally looked at Song Guochao with a hint of confusion on his face: "Do you mean Xuanhe will not inherit the company?"
When Song Guochao saw that Song Xuanlin finally reacted, a hint of pride flashed through his heart. Even if he was angry about Song Jiabao's matter, he would not lose his composure in front of his son. The real purpose of him saying so much in front of Song Xuanlin was actually what he had just said.
Since he has no hope of inheriting the company, the company can only fall into the hands of Song Xuanlin. If it is given to Song Xuanhe, then his second half of life will really be hopeless.
"The old man hasn't made a final decision, so it's hard to say whether he will do it." Song Guochao nodded to the guest with a smile and lowered his voice, "But the Song Jiabao incident is an opportunity for us."
When Song Xuanlin saw Song Guochao's expression of planning, he paused, looked away and said calmly: "Father, it's Grandpa who will get the company. I don't need this opportunity." He looked at the time and continued: "The guests should have arrived. I'll go in first. Father, there's some dust on your cuffs. Go wipe it off before going in."
Seeing Song Xuanlin's leaving back, the confident Song Guochao stood there in a daze, unable to react for a while.
Song Xuanhe didn't know what happened to Song Xuanlin and Song Guochao, but he was also surprised at this time because he heard a piece of news from Zhou Nan - Lu Chao died in a car accident early yesterday morning.
"Are you serious?" Song Xuanhe's comfortable expression when chatting with Zhou Nan changed slightly, and there was a hint of solemnity.
"Yeah." Zhou Nan also sighed, thinking that although the two had fallen out, Song Xuanhe and Lu Chao had a good relationship before, so he said: "I guess the news about the Lu family will be out tomorrow, and Lu Chao's funeral should be prepared by then. Do you want to go?"
"What is he going to do?" Among the three people present, only Wei Chen was still sitting on the single sofa with a leisurely look on his face. He said nonchalantly: "Song Er and Lu Chao are neither friends nor relatives. Why are they going to watch the fun at the funeral?"
Song Xuanhe's complicated mood was instantly interrupted by Wei Chen. He glanced at Wei Chen, turned to look at Zhou Nan, and said, "Do you know why he went racing?"
"Didn't he have this hobby before?" Zhou Nan was not familiar with Lv Chao. He knew about this because Lv Chao and Song Xuan had a good relationship before, so he only heard about it. So he spoke with an objective attitude of a bystander: "It seems that the accident happened because they went to the mountain road around the suburbs. Wasn't there a heavy rain half a month ago? The landslide blocked a section of the road, and it was only cleared recently. Because not many people use that road, the fences have not been installed yet. They just put up yellow lines to block the road. I didn't expect them to go there to race cars."
Wei Chen glanced at Song Xuanhe's expression and replied calmly, "I went to see that road a few days ago. Although there are no railings, it's safe to drive over it normally. Unless they are speeding and deliberately doing something fancy, they will fly down the hillside directly."
Song Xuanhe turned to look at Wei Chen, and seeing that his expression remained unchanged, he withdrew his gaze, but the corners of his slightly pursed mouth relaxed a little.
He was already certain that Wei Chen said these words because he knew what happened between him and Lu Chao and didn't want him to put the blame on him.
But Wei Chen was obviously overthinking it. Song Xuanhe was not a saint. The original owner in the book died much more miserably than Lu Chao, and it was all because of Lu Chao. Even if Lu Chao was really in a bad mood because he brought Lu Yue back to the Lu family, then he died a worthy death. He had known about Lu Chao's private actions for a long time. Even if Lu Chao didn't have a car accident this time, he would not let him live a happy life.
He was just thinking that Lu Chao's death meant that what would happen in the future became difficult to predict, and the preparations he had made in advance also needed to be changed. However, there is one thing Song Xuanhe can be sure of, Zhou Rong will definitely attribute Lu Chao's death to him, and his revenge on him may be more violent and unpredictable than what is described in the book.
Therefore, the consequences of Lu Chao's death are much more difficult than before.
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