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Chapter 332 The Canary of the Shang Emperor 17

Gu Jingnian, who was practicing the piano, was carefully dressed up at around four o'clock. He appeared downstairs of Shang's building and had no time to react when he saw Jiuli coming out.

"You look very good today." Opening the car door and sitting in the driver's seat, Jiuli looked at Gu Jingnian who was sitting there in a daze.

A black silk shirt with two round pearls hanging from the collar and suit-style trousers of the same color made his legs look even longer and his skin look even whiter, like the nobleman described in ancient books.

Hearing the straightforward praise, Gu Jingnian lowered his eyebrows slightly.

"Where are we going?" He was careless and didn't even ask where he was going before he was packed up and brought here.

"The old man of the Ruan family was rescued by a little girl a few days ago, and he wants to adopt her as an adopted daughter. Since the two families have cooperation, we still need to meet each other. Do you want to accompany me?" He started the car.

I was keen on extracting the information I wanted from this sentence. Was the little girl saved? I had a bad feeling for some reason.

"Is it her?" Gu Jingnian suddenly spoke with a firm tone.

"Well," he answered, steering the wheel expertly and without looking away, "I'll probably be back a little late."

"As long as I follow Qingqing, I have nothing to be afraid of." What's more, that fake guy who can only cry is not like a phoenix even if he has wings. The only one he can rely on is the old man!

"If anyone provokes you, just fight back. Don't worry about me. If he gets hurt, ask him to come to my house to find me." Jiuli said this nonchalantly, but the meaning revealed in her words was extremely protective.

"I understand. I'll listen to you." Besides, the two words "Shang Jiu" are enough to intimidate a lot of people.

Gu Jingnian looked down at his fingers with a smile on his face. In his memory, Qingqing was able to cover the sky with one hand in Yanjing three years ago. Then, a hand stretched out from the side and pinched his face.

He subconsciously looked back and met Jiuli's gaze. He lowered his head slightly, touched his face and muttered something.

"What did you just say?" He came over after parking the car.

"Nothing, are we there yet?" Not wanting Qingqing to know, Gu Jingnian quickly glanced at the surrounding scenery.

"We're here. The old master of the Ruan family thinks highly of Ruan Ruan, but few people in the Ruan family think highly of her." Jiuli raised her hand and took Gu Jingnian's arm. "Did you remember what I said?"

His body was slightly stiff and the smile on his face was formulaic.

"I've got this in mind. If anyone provokes me, I'll fight back. No need to save face," he said, his palms sweating from nervousness.

"Don't be nervous, you look great today," he patted Gu Jingnian's arm, "Come on, let's go in, relax."

"Okay, Qingqing looks very beautiful today too," he fixed his gaze on Jiuli, his eyes full of amazement, and he didn't seem to be too nervous.

"Don't be nervous, just follow me."

"Okay." He subconsciously followed closely beside her.

The Ruan family is a very influential company. The people who come here are all business elites. They make deals while drinking and chatting, and then leave.

The two of them became the focus as soon as they entered the banquet room.

"What is that? Has Shang Jiu really recovered? Or did he come with Gu Jingnian? Is something good about to happen?"

"Shang Jiu?" For a moment, the place was bustling with discussions.

Shang Jiu was the center of everyone's attention, but he didn't notice it at all. Instead, he tilted his head and talked to Gu Jingnian.

"Well done, you didn't look sideways. You've been here before, haven't you?" As he spoke, he took the champagne and said, "Try it. It's the sweet wine you liked to drink before. The alcohol content is not high."

"Okay," Gu Jingnian took the cup, slightly astringent, sniffed it, and took a sip, "Sweet."

"Well, Wang Zhaoyan is here too. Do you want to go play with him? I'll talk to a few people and come to you right away." He saw a few partners and nodded slightly.

"Okay, you go and do your thing, I can take care of myself." Gu Jingnian nodded and caught sight of Wang Zhaoyan.

He was waving at him like a fool. He really didn't want to admit that this person was actually his friend! !

"I'll come to see you later." He patted Gu Jingnian's arm, held up a glass of wine, and skillfully argued with a group of middle-aged people.

Watching Jiuli blending in, confidently and sharply, fighting with a group of old foxes with every word, he lowered his head and took a sip of champagne. His Qingqing was still so outstanding.

Then he walked towards Wang Zhaoyan and sat next to him.

"Old Gu, when can I attend your and Shang Jiu's wedding?" Wang Zhaoyan couldn't wait to come over and ask.

Wedding banquet? Gu Jingnian’s smile froze. He didn’t know either. It should take some time, right? ? ?

"It's still early." It depends on what Qingqing means.

"Early? You're almost thirty, it's not early anymore." Wang Zhaoyan frowned, "You grew up together, right?"

"No hurry. How have you been lately?" He quickly changed the subject. He didn't want his affairs to be known by a lot of people.

"I'm still the same," he frowned and slumped over the table.

"That's not bad," there is only one share that can be a candy.

Jiuli, who was chatting with a partner not far away, kept her eyes on Gu Jingnian who was talking to Wang Zhaoyan over there.

"Mr. Shang, is good news coming? Which young master is it?" One of them looked in the direction of his gaze and was shocked.

Isn't this the one who was engaged to Shang Jiu? From the Gu family? Didn't they say that the engagement was cancelled? So it was fake? ?

"Gu Jia, you have met before, good things are indeed coming." The smile on his face became more sincere, "Thank you for your good words."

"Please invite me to your wedding banquet, I guarantee you'll be satisfied. My friend is coming, so please go over quickly." The middle-aged man said, tactfully making way for Jiuli.

It’s better for an old man like him not to get close to the loving couple of young people, after all, young people nowadays don’t like that.

"Okay," Jiuli watched the middle-aged man go away and walked towards the corner, "Who are you?"

Halfway through the journey, he looked at the young man in front of him coldly.

"It's okay," he was startled by the stare, and when Jiuli went away, he despised himself fiercely.

She quickly walked through the middle, and when she saw the strawberry cake, Jiuli stepped forward and took a few pieces.

"What are you talking about?" Put the strawberry cake on the table.

"Nothing, have you finished talking to them?" Gu Jingnian said subconsciously, his eyes falling on the strawberry cake.

"We're done. We just chatted for a while. Your favorite strawberry cake was bought from outside. It's pretty good."

"All for me? Qingqing, you are the best." She acted like a spoiled child skillfully, and then couldn't wait to pick up a piece of cake.

The taste is quite good, sweet but not greasy and melts in your mouth.

"It's delicious, do you want to try it?" He invited Jiuli as if no one was around, with a little cream on his lips.

Wang Zhaoyan tactfully moved away from the two of them. He knew they would abuse the dog, but there was no need to go so far, right? He was still here!

"Hmm?" Jiuli pinched a small piece of cake, took a bite, and frowned slightly, "I'm glad you like it, it's a little sweet."

"Sweet ones are delicious too," Gu Jingnian said as he touched his belly and leaned against Jiuli.

"You are sweet too." He pinched Gu Jingnian's cheek with his fingertips.

Gu Jingnian always felt that these words were meaningful.

"Qingqing, is it about to start? When will Mr. Ruan come out?" There was an obvious flash of gloom in his eyes.

"It's almost time." Jiuli looked at the time.

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