Kick out the Phoenix man and marry the richest man!

Song Jingxi's birthday party was held at Lijing, the top hotel in Yucheng.

The banquet hall is the largest hall in Lijing, with exquisite and gorgeous decoration, and has always been favored by the wealthy circle. As a stepdaughter, Song Jingxi asked Song Weidong to hold her birthday party here, which shows how much he dotes on her.

Therefore, not many people would be so disappointing as to talk endlessly about their stepdaughter.

Song Jingxi wore a light pink dress and greeted the guests at the door with Song Weidong. The length of the dress was just above the knee, not trying to be cute, and it was just right for Song Jingxi's 22 years old.

Jiang Xu stood beside Song Jingxi, wearing a neat suit. He had swept away the dejection of being kicked out of Meng's company a few days ago and stood there refreshed.

He and Song Jingxi had met Song Weidong and Song Jingxi's mother Bai Qing last night. Although Bai Qing treated him indifferently, Song Weidong was very friendly to him.

Jiang Xu finally relaxed a little. People say that the more a mother-in-law looks at her son-in-law, the more she likes him. As long as he behaves well, he doesn't believe that Bai Qing will always give him a hard time.

Song Weidong even mentioned that he would introduce him to everyone at Song Jingxi's birthday party today. He believed that after today, he, who was originally just a small manager of Meng Corporation, would be able to hold his head high in Yucheng as the son-in-law of the Song Corporation.

As for Song Shuning, although he is a relative of the Meng family, the Meng family is now unable to compete with the Song family. When the time comes, he will have plenty of ways to make Song Shuning obediently depend on him and become his underground lover.

Thinking of this, he became happier and more enthusiastic in welcoming the guests, until a white figure caught his sight.

It’s Song Shuning.

When Song Shuning changed her clothes and walked out of the fitting room, Zhou Jinxia covered her mouth. Even Mi Tang, who was used to seeing handsome men and beautiful women, couldn't help but smile and admire, "This dress is worthy of Miss Song."

The dress is a waist-hugging style, and the diamonds and embroidery patterns on the upper body complement each other. It does not look complicated, but rather elegant.

The hem of the skirt hung down to the top of the shoe, and it was just the right size, as if it was tailor-made for Song Shuning.

There is a layer of light gauze on the outside of the dress, hiding the original luxury, as if for the owner of the clothes, wealth is not worth even a glance.

Mi Tang applied light makeup to Song Shuning, only using earth tones to deepen her look and lightly applying blush and lipstick.

Without the distraction of color, the already superior facial features fully display their charm.

Coupled with her indifferent expression, it was really as Mi Tang said, as if a goddess had descended to the mortal world. Because she had seen too many joys and sorrows, she was neither happy nor angry, but she had her own majesty.

Jiang Xu had no way of looking away until Song Shuning and Zhou Jinxia came up to him.

Song Jingxi greeted Song Shuning warmly, "Sister, Sister Xia Xia, thank you for coming to my birthday party."

Zhou Jinxia ignored her, and Song Shuning was also indifferent, turning his head to look at her from top to bottom, "You asked your father to call in person, how can I not come?"

Song Weidong didn't want his two daughters to make a scene here and embarrass themselves, so he rebuked Song Shuning in a low voice, "Go in quickly and don't block others here."

Song Shuning looked at Song Weidong without comment and went into the banquet hall. Zhou Jinxia was not polite to him at all, "Uncle Song, you are really biased. You protect your adopted daughter like the apple of your eye, but you scold your biological daughter at will."

After saying that, she followed Song Shuning in without waiting for Song Weidong to attack. She was not afraid of Song Weidong. Not to mention that the Zhou family's company had no intersection with the Song family, even if there was, her parents and three brothers would not say a word to her.

Song Weidong also knew a little about Zhou Jinxia because of Song Shuning.

Although he felt very uncomfortable being offended by Zhou Jinxia, ​​Zhou Jinxia's family background was extraordinary after all.

He was an elder, so it was not convenient for him to break off relations with him. He had to pretend to be a tolerant elder, just shook his head and smiled without saying anything.

The guests did not hear what Zhou Jinxia said, and just thought it was Miss Zhou Jinxia's temper, and did not think about anything else.

Jiang Xu, who was standing aside, looked like he was struck by lightning, his expression was numb and he did not move.

Seeing Jiang Xu's appearance, Song Jingxi smiled secretly in her heart, but she looked very concerned, "Jiang Xu, are you feeling unwell? Do you need to go to the lounge to rest for a while?"

Jiang Xu barely came back to his senses when he heard Song Jingxi's voice. Seeing Song Weidong also looking at him, he quickly waved his hands, "No, no, I just didn't know that Jingxi has a sister."

Song Weidong still doesn't know that Jiang Xu was kicked out by the Meng family. Because he loves Jiang Xu, he is quite satisfied with him and explains it.

"Shunning is the child of my first wife and I, but my wife passed away early, and then Shunning was taken in by her grandfather's family. Now she is estranged from me."

There was a hint of loneliness in his tone, as if he was a father who wanted to be close to his daughter but couldn't find the opportunity and was very distressed.

Song Jingxi quickly comforted him, "Don't worry, Dad. I'm working now, and I will slowly understand your painstaking efforts."

After that, he seemed to remember something, "Speaking of which, Jiang Xu, you also worked at Meng's before. I wonder if you have met my sister?"

Not only had he met her, he had also been in a relationship with Song Shuning for two years. He even told Song Shuning that he and Song Jingxi were just a temporary measure and that he wanted Song Jingxi to be his underground lover.

"I've seen it a few times." Jiang Xu's forehead was already covered with a thin layer of sweat. He forced a smile, "That's why I was so surprised just now."

Although he said this, his mind was already calculating.

Although Song Shuning said before that she was done with him, she would not forget their two-year relationship.

If I coax her a little more, there will definitely be room for her to change.

At the very least, don't let her say that she only sees Song Jingxi as a tool to climb up the ladder.

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The banquet was originally scheduled to start at eight o'clock, and the guests arrived one after another, but in the blink of an eye, it was already eight twenty, and the Song family showed no intention of starting.

The guests who had already taken their seats also started to make a commotion, and the ladies couldn't help but murmur.

"Why hasn't it started yet?"

"I heard that an important person was coming. Didn't you see that Mr. Song was waiting there with his daughter?"

"By the way, who are those young men standing together to welcome the guests?"

"He looks like Song Jingxi's boyfriend."

"No, it looks good, but I've never seen it before."

"It doesn't matter whether you've attended a banquet before or not. Miss Song is not short of money, so why can't she choose whatever she wants?"

"That's true, but the Song family has only risen a little in recent years. I thought Song Weidong would find a son-in-law from a wealthy family to improve the status of the Song family."

"He has more than one daughter."

"Keep your voice down. I saw Song Shuning at the door just now."

"Song Shuning is here? Where is he?"

"Over there, see the one in the white dress?"

"Song Shuning is really beautiful, but I heard that she doesn't seem to be close to Song Jingxi. I haven't seen her at the Song family's banquets before."

"You've grown up and become sensible now."

-

Song Weidong had been standing at the door for nearly an hour. Ever since he married Song Shuning's mother Meng Zhao, everything had gone smoothly for him and he had rarely suffered such suffering. However, since that person was coming, he had to greet him in person.

A low voice was heard at the end of the corridor, and a tall figure appeared. The fatigue on Song Weidong's face was swept away, and he strode forward, "Mr. Ling, I am honored that you can come to my daughter's birthday party."