Xia Hengyuan was praising the mother and daughter endlessly, which made Xia Wensheng's teeth ache. Unable to bear it any longer, she interrupted, "Can we leave now? Fairy, princess, and princess father?"
Ke Shurong covered her mouth and laughed, "Let's go, let's go, fairy's child."
After Xia Wenxi sat down in the passenger seat, she asked in confusion, "Why are you driving today?"
Xia started the car upon hearing the sound, glanced at her, and said, "It's a four-seater car. Am I supposed to sit on the roof if I don't drive?"
“It’s not like we don’t have other cars at home.” What Xia Wenxi really wanted to ask was why Xia Wensheng, who usually has a driver to take him to and from get off work, was driving himself to the banquet today.
"This car is beautiful, you wouldn't understand."
Hearing his words, Xia Wenxi elegantly rolled her eyes at him. How could Xia Wensheng be so annoying with just one word? People like him should be given a dose of mute medicine.
Sitting in the back, Ke Shurong exposed her son, "This car is your brother's new one, and he can't wait to show it off."
"Oh, I see!" She would have understood if you had said so earlier. "What will we do when we get back? Won't we have to drink at the banquet tonight?"
"Let Dad drive, he doesn't drink."
Xia Hengyuan touched his stomach at the right moment, "I had a check-up recently and I have high blood pressure, so your mother won't let me drink it anymore."
Xia Wensheng, who was driving, sighed and said sarcastically, "Now the company is calling me to all the social events. Aren't you two worried about your son's high blood pressure?"
"Hmph~ That's easy, just have a son to drink it for you, right?"
Xia Wensheng fell silent, while Xia Wenxi covered her mouth and giggled in the passenger seat.
The Wei family's house wasn't far from the Xia family's. It only took about twenty minutes to drive there after getting onto the main road. The Wei family truly lived up to its reputation as a shipping company; even the fountain in their yard was shaped like a ship.
Because it was a private banquet, only family and friends were present; there were no media reporters.
Mrs. Wei was plump and looked exactly like the stereotypical image of a wealthy woman in Xia Wenxi's mind. She wore a wine-red cheongsam, her hair was neatly combed, and she wore a set of jade jewelry.
He seemed to be living a comfortable life, with smile lines around his eyes. As soon as he saw the Xia family, he immediately came to greet them. Before Xia Wenxi could react, he grabbed her hand.
"Oh my! Such a pretty young lady! Why doesn't your mother take you out more often? The last time I saw you was several years ago. Do you have a boyfriend? I have a handsome nephew. Would you like to meet him?"
The other person spoke so fast and incessantly that Xia Wenxi couldn't get a word in edgewise even if she wanted to refuse. In the end, she had to rely on Ke Shurong to rescue her daughter.
“My daughter is still young! When are you going to change this habit of trying to set everyone up with you?”
"It's because I don't have any at home, so I just like pretty girls when I see them!"
Mrs. Wei had three children, but none of them were daughters, so she was extremely envious of other people's daughters.
"Now that you have a granddaughter, you no longer need to be envious of other people's daughters, right?"
When talking about her granddaughter, Mrs. Wei couldn't stop smiling. "Needless to say, look at my husband, he looks several years younger with happiness!"
Xia Wenxi and Ke Shurong followed her hand and saw a man who looked very much like Mrs. Wei, patting Xia Wensheng on the shoulder and laughing heartily. He looked extremely happy.
The granddaughter was born to the second son of the Wei family. The eldest son and his wife had twin sons. At that time, the Wei family said that they were destined not to have a daughter, but unexpectedly, their dream came true this time.
While Mrs. Wei was entertaining others, Ke Shurong was gossiping with her daughter, "The woman the second son of the Wei family married didn't come from a very good family. At first, Mr. Wei and Mrs. Wei didn't agree, but they couldn't stand their son's fussing and threats of suicide, so they finally agreed."
However, since the birth of their granddaughter, the Wei family has been buying their second daughter-in-law a house and a car, and when they talk to us about it, they always say how wonderful their daughter-in-law is.
Xia Wenxi laughed and said, "Is having a daughter all you need?"
"Exactly! If you ask me, we shouldn't have made a fuss in the first place. After all that fussing, we couldn't win against our son, and it was all for nothing."
"Mrs. Xia, I was wondering why I couldn't find you all this time. Turns out you were hiding here having some fun."
Xia Wenxi looked up at the ladies, not recognizing any of them. However, with her mother there, she only needed to stand behind, smile, and wait for her mother to introduce them to her.
She wondered if their circle of CEOs was advocating for early marriage and childbirth. She had only graduated from university this year, so why did everyone she met want to introduce her to potential partners?
Xia Wenxi raised this question to Ke Shurong.
"There aren't many couples who are well-matched in terms of social standing and age. If we don't settle down soon, someone else will snatch her up first," Ke Shurong said, her thoughts drifting. "Xiaobao, what kind of person do you like? Mom will look for someone for you later."
"No, no," Xia Wenxi waved her hand. "Didn't you say I'm still young? There's no rush."
"Actually, you're not that young after graduating from university, and it's not like you have to get married right away. Getting to know each other won't hurt!"
Seeing that Ke Shurong was actually planning something, Xia Wenxi quickly made a hasty escape to the bathroom. She hadn't had enough of being a young lady yet and didn't want to change her status for the time being.
Going to the toilet was just an excuse; Xia Wenxi actually wanted some peace and quiet. But often, the quieter a place is, the more likely it is to become a "gossip center."
Under the cover of a bush, Xia Wenxi sat on the bench and listened silently to the people behind her talking about her. She thought to herself that this scene was just too typical of her father!
She really didn't understand why people had to stand there and say things like, "Is WeChat on your phone not working?"
As for what was said, it can be summed up in four words: "not their biological child."
"Did you see that post online before? It said that the Xia family was going to arrange a marriage between the Xia family and the Lin family. I think that post was probably posted by someone hired by the Xia family themselves. It's ridiculous that an adopted daughter wants to marry into the Lin family!"
Xia Wenxi looked around and, seeing no one else, simply took off her shoes and stood on the bench, looking down at the two people chirping behind her through the bushes.
"Are you from the Guarjia clan? Why are you so concerned about whether someone is your biological child?"
"And you, so concerned about other people's affairs, is it because you had an unhappy family of origin? You keep saying you're not their biological child, is there nothing else in your life you can be proud of besides blood ties?"
"The post was taken down in just a few minutes, but you still saw it. You're not secretly in love with me, are you? Searching for my stuff online all day, are you? No sasaeng fans, please!"
Inspired by what Mrs. Wei had just said, Xia Wenxi spoke quickly and rapidly, giving the other person no chance to interrupt. The two of them blushed as she spoke.
"Neuropathy!"
After saying that, the two left in a hurry, a very non-threatening response. Xia Wenxi thought that rich girls were really well-mannered, they didn't even know how to talk back, their mouths weren't as cheap as the parrot that her boss used to keep at the company.
Xia Wenxi, having won a resounding victory, turned around with satisfaction, only to be dumbfounded...
That bastard, where are her shoes?!
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